In Darker Light [Training]

[Santa Ajora]

Training for TTP

How long had it been since she'd wound up in this place? She didn't actually know how long she'd been here. She remained at the very top of the stairs, simply staring down into the pit of flesh that she had created, as that river of black blood continued to ooze down the passage where those shinigami remained.  It had been such a long time since she had bothered to check on them. But she imagined it would not be much longer that she'd have to wait. Not before she was able to eat.

She had actually chased the shinigami through the more populated parts of the rukongai. Her, along with a large number of other stronger hollows had been tearing their way through the inner districts, having made it all the way to Area 20. Most of the shinigami were fighting above, but those down below had actually gone down there in an attempt to save the rukongai citizens down below. And there were so many of them down there. At least a dozen, ontop of the shinigami themselves. Originally she had expected them to come charging up at her. But as it turned out, they did not seem strong enough to get past her garden.

Twice the shinigami had attempted to descend the stairs. But her flesh had grown too thick, and during the first attempt, three of them had waded into that black, bloody flesh All it had taken was a few wire traps, and the three had become trapped, unable to go back, and their comrades had been forced to sit there...sit there and listen as their screaming allies slowly began to suffocate, smothered by the flesh and blood crushing them from every side, and when the struggling had finally stopped they could hear the mouths and teeth crunching into their bodies, slowly ripping them apart and consuming them. Or so they thought.

In actuality, Ajora cold not eat through her extensions, she could only have it pull the bodies apart and bring the pieces to her. So she received three, incredibly dense little balls of flesh the size of little fists brought to her, which she consumed happily. All the while she could feel those below beginning to lose their little minds. Bit by bit becoming more and more worried about the blood that was slowly flooding the little cavern of theirs. It was just a waiting game. Would they try to come up the stairs? Or would they perish down there? She was more than willing to just remain there and find out.

3 class 8 Shinigami consumed

[Santa Ajora]

The glint of steel tipped her off. That flash of a weapon as she slowly turned her head to spot the approaching authorities, or at least what she had presumed to be the authorities. But in actuality, it was just a few of the rukongai citizens. None of them even seemed to be proper shinigami. But all the same, they had gotten their hands on some weapons. She tilted her head slowly, musing as she made her way to her feet, and the crawl of hands growing from their surroundings would begin to make those three men back up.

"You're wasting your time. Don't you think enough of you have died? You're not even shinigami. What do you possibly think you could do?" Came that soft droning murmur, her had canting to the side before suddenly the craclke of reiatsu caught her attention. And just before that shakkaho was about to crash into her, she sent out a surge of her own reiatsu, an immediate butst of flesh erupting infront of her as she protected herself from that blast, the slab of bone and flesh shuddering, but keeping hold, several eyeballs growing from the recently-charred section to stare the 'rukongai' in the eyes.

"Ah... so you're just off duty." she mused, her head tilting. But they gave no reply. They were beginning to circle her, squaring off, even though they seemed to be trembling. Shaking with fear as they did so. She supposed she understood the sentiment, she herself was... nervous. Murdering and eating those that she caught by surprise was one thing. But they all seemed very alert. Even with her utility, it was still hard to trick opponents that were aware of what was going on.

That smile slowly widened across her features, and she eyed the shinigami, one at a time as she found herself thinking of something....fun. "Ah... a prize... for my three heroes~ If you can defeat me... you will save everyone down below that I've trapped. If I win.... I eat all three of you... and then them." She rasped with a soft little chuckle, one that rattled the shinigami surrounding her, suddenly aware of just how twisted this monster was. And in truth she didn't care. It had been so long since shed been able to make works of art. She had been so hungry... so focused on food, that she had almost forgotten. But now... now she remembered.

[Santa Ajora]

Ajora surged forward, the sudden surge of reiatsu as a byakurai burst it's way through her shoulder. That ability searing it's way through that fake flesh of hers, piercing under the armpit, completely missing any bone and cutting through the muscle that SHOULD have been responsible for even moving. And Still Ajora was not deterred. That arm moved anyway, Ajora charged forward, aiming to slam herself into the shinigami, those powerful antlers stabbing into the shinigami's chest, the man's eyes going wide as blood spilled into his lungs, a strangled cry erupting from him.

The air around her forehead crackled before a hloe was blown clean through the center of his chest, a bala blowing clean rough the man, his eyes going wide for just a moment before suddenly going limp, Ajora than throwing her head back, slamming the shinigami viciously into the ground. His two companions immediately freezing as they saw his gruesome death. For all of a second. "Ijuroooooooooooh! NOOOOOOOO!" One of them screamed, suddenly drawing his blade as a look of absolute rage filled him.

He rushed at her, even with his friend's blood dripping from her horns, Ajora seemed all the more disgusting, and he s wung down, the ground suddenly surging as a skeletal, mflesh-dripping arm rose up from the ground and stabbed into his thigh, ripping clear through the flesh on the other side and causing him to cry out. Ajora avoided the disrupted attack, another deep crackle as she fired a bala, blowing the man's arm from his body at the shoulder. He coughed, blood dripping from his lips, the woundhaving encroached upon one ofhis lungs as he dropped to his knees.

Ajora was just about to finish him off when suddenly a sword erupted through her chest, her eyes going widea sa blade slid clean through herribs, stabbing cleanly through where her heart should have been. she paused, suddenly tensing before slowly narrowing her eyes, looking at the shinigami behind her, and then shanking him in the back as one of those spiked arms rose from the ground and shanked him in his side. The man immediately balked, in complete shock that he had been foiled, confused as to how he could have not hit anything. Ajora then grabbed that blade with one of her garden's arms, and twisted, snapping the blade in half before she swung her head and raked her horns across his chest, ripping deep ravines across his chest and downing the shinigami on the spot.

He twitched, trembling on the ground as he stared helplessly at the hollow, unbelieving that she was so much stronger than them. And Ajora simply remained silent... and calm. " I figured as much." She murmured, before she turned away from him, ignoring the sudden screams as those ambient flesh and bones began grabbing, twisting, and mulching the shinigami's bodies. Their twisted forms being crunched into little edible spheres whilst they were still alive. Until finally Ajora could just lean down and crunch them and swzallow the little balls of flesh and bone.

She lamented. In her struggle, she had completely forgotten about the rukongai citizens downstairs, and no doubt the little rodents had gotten away. She narrowed her eyes and hissed, displeased with her inattention. Those shinigami had been more of a distraction than she had thought. Next time... next time she would be a bit more...meticulous. With a roll of those shoulders she continued to walk through the rukongai and search for more citizens to eat. It was just a matter of time.

3 class 7 Shinigami Consumed

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600 CTP and 70 TTP.