The Fox Vs The Moon (NDE, R)

[Lagos Oscuras]

Now when the Katana known as Mikoto flew out of her hands and to Tsukuyomi’s hands, she released the leather binding as she heard the chinking sound of Honshitsu beginning its pulling out from the moon as well as her intuition from noticing one blade flying to Tsukuyomi. Besides, she drove in Honshitsu all the way down to the swordguard. It would give her time to react. Instinctively she knew she had to defend herself from the oncoming assault as she knew that getting hit from either front was going to be the death of her. Damn this Shinigami...more and more tricks up his sleeve! She just needed to...just needed to! She used the Sonido to move just a bit back, pushing her back against the leather binding as the blade would return to Tsukuyomi. However, she was indeed slashed from shoulder to thigh from his frontal assault.

Tsukuyomi had executed the Sin Sonido to strike her consecutively from her front, suddenly her nine tails all erupted a massive gout of magma in a 360 degree radius to spray the area in a circular motion as her blood spilt with only minor defense thanks to her Hierro. An eruption as magma would oppress and slam down upon the sword Honshitsu to cease its movement and slam it to the floor, and seeing Tsukuyomi had already pressed his attack, as magma would attempt to splatter and burn his very body whilst he would inevitably assimilate into it. He had forced her to use it. The lava would spread outward, but yet was almost immediately being sucked into the moon once more to increase its size drastically to the point where it likely destroyed several of the buildings down below at this point. She had learned how his moon worked from analysis, and so she had determined the best way to use it to her advantage. Another gasp of pain as the blade sliced across her flesh. 

She found energy attacks like Cero and Bala were easily accumulated. However, her wind needed to be assimilated piece by piece. So, the same should feasibly happen for her magma. Assuming Tsukuyomi had fallen victim for her defensive counter attack, this battle would be over. The burning immolation would immediately light his body aflame and devour his flesh as his moon would grow in size at the result. Lagos however stood unaffected by her monstrous liquid. No, she was completely immune to the effects of her magma. Yet, she wasn’t done yet. Before Tsukuyomi would be able to escape her magma, Lagos aimed her arm back before yelling as loud as possible with the thrust of her arm.

Her Ko Naginata was hurled at incredibly fast speeds as it aimed to pierce through him and send him flying off of his own moon. At this point, all of her magma was likely all but gone. He assumed she could only manipulate the winds with her power, but that was his downfall and his foolishness. It was true that her winds would be ineffective as it would likely be immediately assimilated. So, she had saved this as her trump card. Another drop in stamina as she panted. Was he done yet? Had he fallen? Was he finally done for? WAS HE DEAD?! With a deep breath, she waited. She waited for the results of this bloody struggle. Her wound from the flame had been cauterized and so she did not bleed. That was good. It would heal within time. She just needed to rest. However, Mikoto's wound was making her bleed severely. 

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Technique Name: [Force Of The Underworld]

Class: []

Technique Type: [N/A]

Usable By (Technique is available to which races?): [Arrancar]

Technique Element: [N/A]

Technique Description and Effects (Explain appearance, powers, and effect): [The ability to generate magma from the tails of Lagos. The amount of magma created is massive and to the extent of a small volcano having erupted. Lagos may manipulate this magma for as long as her release is active alongside any other natural disasters she may have created at the time of manipulation. After the release has ended, she is incapable of manipulating it further as it shall fall to the ground. She is immune to the heat and the feeling of the magma that she creates as to her it feels much like a smooth sticky liquid when walking through it. She is able to manipulate it to a supernatural level including direction, flow, density, shape, and movements at the speed of 900 100 speed per tail. In case one tail is sliced off, her weapon may substitute for one tail. The lava is able to be used diversely such as coating the user inside of it for protection, incinerating everything in it's path as being near it is capable of lighting clothes on fire. It is capable of being used in combinations with the other disasters she may form as well. The magma created appears to be oddly black in color with small bits of orange visible. This is the magma of hell she creates with the swing of her tails. One may be able to discern that the movements of the lava depend much on the movements of her tails and or weapon in order to cause the magma to be manipulated. The user creates 100 feet of lava around the user to be manipulated at the cost of 600 reiatsu.]

How to use technique (How is it activated?): [The user waves their tails as from the tips, magma will erupt in a massive gout surrounding the user in a circular formation before being manipulated as the user sees fit. The user must either focus the manipulation of the magma through the motions of one's weapon and or tails in order to manipulate this magma. The technique is powerful in all rights, but does have a fair weakness. Pay 600 reiatsu.]

Technique Drawbacks (Limitations, repercussions for use, etc) (

1. The disaster does not discriminate between friend or foe and does make the environment extremely hazardous. Although the user may be immune to the sheer heat of this technique, when trudging through the liquid, it is like walking through thick water cutting their speed in half and making it impossible to use a step technique whilst inside.

2. If the user's tails are bound, the user may not manipulate the magma nearly to the extent as with the weapon. When a tail is severed, portions of the magma is lost control of from the user. Although this is unlikely, this means that if the user has been attacked and has lost a tail/tails, they are unable to manipulate the magma to the fullest extent. Of course, this means that if the user is bound or unable to move, they are also unable to move the lava.

3. If the user has their magma cooled by water or other such materials, they are unable to manipulate it seeing it is now stone. Thus that is the easiest exploitable weakness to the magma. However, this could also be used to the user's advantage geographically depending on the situation.

4. Those that have a 50% higher offensive stat than her highest offensive stat will find that the lava is not hot at all, and like Lagos are immune to the heat of it. However, they too may only move at half speed and will find it impossible to step while within this liquid substance.

5. When controlling multiple disasters at the same time, the tails must divide control so control over multiple disasters is more sloppy and can lead to ineffective attacks being made on an enemy. The user of course must concentrate on all of these movements and as such must be careful not to lose focus on manipulating her power. )

Incantation and Effect:

Made By:

Lagos Oscuras

Reserved? (Yes/No) (Can others use your technique, or just your character?): [Yes]


Reiatsu Remaining:

2850/5000
-600 Padre Del Fuego.

Reiatsu Owed: 
100 for Sonido. 

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

As Tsukuyomi executed Sin Sondio he'd appear in front of this Arrancar in a way that she wouldn't be able to actually see him until after he had already slashed across her chest with the blade of Mikoto. It was successful like Tsukuyomi assumed that it would be. Mikoto was able to cleave heavy damage upon her body causing a massive amount of blood to leak from the newly inflicted wound. Her shoulder would suffer the heaviest of damage while the actual front of her chest would be slashed diagonally from her left shoulder down to her right hip. Tsukuyomi expected that to be the end of it although he still kept his guard up and caught Honshitsu in his left hand ready to strike out once again at the Arrancar directly in front of him.

In the moment that followed though everything changed. Suddenly right below him all that he could see with the exception of the Arrancar in front of him became what appeared to be red and orange liquid. Instantly he could feel the incredibly pain scorching up his legs as the lava burned through his flesh. It was more intense and sever than if it had been fire that much was given and it was causing Tsukuyomi more pain than almost anything else. However, for a brief moment in the pain he was able to push through with his mental will pushing the pain aside for one last attempt at defeating this Arrancar. He had just executed Bringer Flash with Mikoto and now as he pushed the pain of his flesh literally being melted from his bones aside he continued in the most brutal of assaults.

As the lava that had been manifested from below him by this Arrancar was being pulled downwards and absorbed by the golden moon beneath them both Tsukuyomi's arms became so fast that they didn't even leave a blur. The only thing visibly would be the bright flashes of silver reiatsu after each corresponding blow was already dealt. Tsukuyomi's right hand holding onto Mikoto had been positioned at the lower right hip of the Arrancar and in the moment that followed it was once again at her top left shoulder as the silver crescent blade cut deeper into the same wound that it had only just inflicted. It wasn't a perfect slash however as some flesh that was carved hadn't been touched before yet the wound itself now would be much deeper and internal organs would without a doubt be damaged.

As that occurred though the Arrancar would feel additional wounds being inflicted upon her as Honshitsu itself was thrust directly into her lower torso. Bringer Flash could be used over and over again becoming faster and faster after each use. At this point ever single thrust that followed was occurring so fast that Tsukuyomi himself was having trouble keeping his grip on Honshitsu not from the pain that ran through his legs, but from the sheer speed that his left arm was moving forwards towards her. The first thrust would stab into the middle of the Arrancar's stomach more than likely actually piercing through the stomach itself. Being pulled out immediately it was then thrust back inside stabbing into an area right around her liver. The last that followed was only a few centimeters away from striking her kidney.

The lava had only been present for at most two seconds and in that time as it now disappeared completely absorbed by the golden moon below them Tsukuyomi's legs were revealed. Scorched a dark red with his skin gone and the flesh either scorched and dried to look horrific or still bleeding down the rest of the wounds. It was a beyond understanding how the young Kawada could even still keep his body weight upon the damaged legs that normally severed him so well in battle. Honshitsu though was buried in the gut of the Arrancar and Mikoto was placed on her left shoulder wound Tsukuyomi's weight pulling down on her wound causing further damage and bleed to sweep out. He starred into the eyes of the Arrancar in front of him. His eyes were tired full of pain and sweat dripped across his forehead.

"Leave now while you still can Arrancar." Tsukuyomi spoke in a shallow voice the same warning that he had given her only a few minutes before. Both of them hadn't expected much from the other, but it seemed they were more evenly matched then either would have assumed. This battle was over and neither of them had secured a dominate victory over the other. Tsukuyomi knew he could kill this Arrancar if need be even now, but if he tried he wasn't sure that he'd live or the people of Karakura either. So warn her he did and hope that she listened this time even if he'd never admit it.

Shikia: (Mikoto) 10/14

Shikai: (Honshitsu) 4/7

Remaining Reiatsu: 930/4580
Bringer Flash: {-1,500}

[Lagos Oscuras]

Enough of this foolishness. The magma had indeed struck the Kawada, melting the flesh from his bones. His legs were devastated and stepping was likely out of the question. Thus, Lagos was sure that the Shinigami was going to be done for. Well, she was half right. At this point in time, her opponent would no longer be able to step most likely...in risk of snapping their femurs in half from the force needed. Yet her opponent still had the will to combat her. Such foolery. Such determination. This fiery determination needed to be put out. Enough of this Shinigami ignorance! Her eyes twitched in ferocious hate as a blade was being launched...launched straight down upon her shoulder. It ripped through her skin, and as it began to move downward, as it threatened to slice into her chest, a powerful burst of reiatsu would stop the blade just short of hitting the internal organs. Albeit her shoulder was cleaved with strength.

The next stab that would be launched to impale Lagos if it was still coming would clang on skin as the Arrancar lurched forward in an attempt to wrap the man in the equivalent of a bearhug with her tails and would sink her teeth straight down on the side of his shoulder. If she was successful, the left claw of hers would stab straight through the man’s chest with a thrust as she pressed with full force to apply her full force through. ‘Enough…’  Forcibly ripping her head back, blood would drip in copious amount from the wound released. Now the Shinigami had absolutely nothing that could hurt her. The bastard was tough and she certainly underestimated him. However, it was now checkmate.

“My Hierro. Is now too strong for a weakling like you to cut. You...are also within my grasp. So...die. Die and never trouble me! AGAIN!” Pressing as hard as she could, she would aim to snap his thoracic in half, his spine. Then, she would unceremoniously pull her hand through the man’s gaping chest cavity. Huffing, puffing, feeling her insides ache, Lagos attempted to slam her Ko Naginata’s blade diagonally from the man’s right shoulder blade to his lower left thigh. This was too damn tiresome. Far too tiresome. This battle had to end. It was just too much of a hassle to get so injured over such rubbish trash like this. She wanted to be an Espada...an epitome of strength in Las Noches and she was being pushed to such limits by a minor Shinigami like this? Not even a captain class?

UNACCEPTABLE! Assuming she had vanquished the bastard however, she would feel the toll. She must hurry and make it back to Las Noches before her wounds were too great and overwhelmed her. Taking a deep gasp, she clenched her hand over her wound. She would refuse to leave so long as this Shinigami dared to oppose her. So...if he was dead, gone, and or vanquished, only then would she allow herself to leave. Her sense of pride was greater than her sense of self preservation. Thus, she continued to fight even though many others would have fled to safety. The blood dripping down her wounds was immense. How so very pathetic. She would release him if the battle was ended. Allowing him to fall to earth. However, if he remained, she would stand with her tails continuing to press on him. 

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Transferred 200 SP from Sppr to RS
New Sppr: 2550/3000
New RS: 600x1.25=750

Ressurecion: 6/8

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

Tsukuyomi watched as the silver body of Mikoto was dragged across the shoulder of this Arrancar causing yet another deep sever wound upon her upper body. He was exhausted and even if he had been at full power and rested Tsukuyomi wouldn't have been able to sense the difference in the Arrancar's reiatsu as it occurred. He only knew something was happening from the sight of this Arrancar's reiatsu in front of him as suddenly Honshitsu clashed against her side and sparks flew into the air. He felt resistance and knew that his zanpakuto hadn't managed to pierce through her skin.

This was a problem and one that Tsukuyomi hadn't been expecting. He had watched as his zanpakuto from the very start had been sharp enough to cut through the Heirro of this Arrancar. So now why was it that Honshitsu wasn't able to penetrate through that very same skin. Tsukuyomi only got the one intended accelerated stab in on this female Arrancar before her tails caught a hold of him. So while his reiatsu was nearly as empty as he had been expecting and his arm wasn't nearly as stressed he could feel the pain coming throughout his body even more than he had been already.

The tails that wrapped around him were causing movement in his legs and what little flesh and nerves remained and were attached to the sections were the previously ones had been were now screaming in irritation from this movement. The pain of feeling his legs in such a state along with the pain that was being sent through him from his arms and chest as all of the tails squeezed his body was simply to much for the young Kawada. He had been through enough and the Arrancar would watch as Tsukuyomi released a single loud wail of pain and then would fall silent only a moment after she had started her attack.

He had barely been holding on to consciousness to begin with after the last technique that the Arrancar had utilized against his legs. Tsukuyomi may be powerful for his age, but there is simply some things that the young soul can't handle. The Arrancar had defeated the young Shinigami that held the position of Vice Captain, but she hadn't yet defeated the young demon. As Tsukuyomi was knocked into unconsciousness a new presence replaced him. Prior to any additional attacks from the Arrancar suddenly she'd feel pain as Tsukuyomi's body would burst with black fire.

The tails that were wrapped around him would begin to burn immediately as the fur was set ablaze and the flesh beneath was scorched.If the Arrancar didn't pull her tails away then within moments her tails would be turned into the same state as Tsukuyomi's legs. Even if she did pull her tails away though it wouldn't give her much extra time. The black hellfire had claimed them and now she would feel the pain of Hell for the next seventy two hours of her existence, if she managed to live that long. She was no longer fighting the Vice Captain, but a demon.

The black fire that had burst forth from Tsukuyuomi engulfed his form and now as it seemed to vanish the young Shinigami was no longer standing in front of the Arrancar. No now there was a dark presence a sinister entity clad in dark armor with a helm that hid its face. The aura of this entity was even darker than the Arrancar herself and far more grim in nature. Both zanpakuto that Tsukuyomi had been utilizing so swiftly against this Arrancar hung low no longer held in either hand. Instead held in the left hand was a long dark broadsword.

If the Arrancar continued with her planned attack then she'd find that the armor that clad her enemy wasn't simply for show and her attacks wouldn't be able to penetrate through it. It was as if she was facing off against another Arrancar. Suddenly everything changed the giant golden moon that the both of them had been standing atop of for what was now the majority of their battle was now gone. In it's place beneath the both of them though was a different moon. One as dark as night with a sanguine smile and eyes that looked upwards at both evil entities that now stood atop it.

Neither of them would be able to move from the moon that now they stood upon. Both souls were completely dark and thus the moon claimed them both as it's subjects. Even through the usage of a step technique neither of them would have the strength to pull out of the gravitation pull of this sinister looking moon. Just as the moon changed the broadsword that was held by this demonic creature was engulfed in the same black fire that burned the tails of this Arrancar. At the same moment his right hand lunged forwards attempting to grab the Arrancar by her throat.

In the next instant two different things took place. The long broadsword was swung upwards aimed to strike the right shoulder where the arm connected with the body. While the blade itself wouldn't be able to cut through the Heirro any better than the zanpakuto the fire on the other hand was another matter. This Arrancar's soul was dark and that darkness fueled the flames of Hell that this creature seemed to create. In fact even after channeling so much of her spiritual pressure into the strength of her reiatsu she was only slightly more powerful than the blade flames that now were starting to cover her.

The demon's hand would grasp around the Arrancar's throat, but if she managed to block it or move away it'd instead grab her shoulder or her arm. Regardless it didn't matter as the hand that grabbed a hold of her would suddenly burst forth with the same black fire. The flames of Hell would burn hot with an offensive strength of 687 scorching her body as they continued to burn her regardless of what she tried to do. These were no ordinary flames no not even ordinary Hell fire. These were the Hell flames of Eternity and they wouldn't stop burning.

Shikia: (Mikoto) 11/14

Shikai: (Honshitsu) 5/7

Saisei Oni: 1/3

Remaining Reiatsu: 1780/4580
Bringer Flash: {+1300}
Hell-Fire: {-150}
Saisei Oni: {-300}

[Lagos Oscuras]

Now the Shinigami in her grasp seemed to be unconscious, and sweet satisfaction had washed over her face. That was until she had discovered a burning sensation. This THING Wasn’t a Shinigami. No, whatever it was, it was something that she had never faced before. It felt foul, something that could perhaps be called demonic in origin. As her tails burst into fiery destruction, she screamed in pain, instinctively throwing away the Shinigami onto his utterly destroyed legs with the force of 150. Her tails were screaming, writhing around her as her eyes seemed bloodshot. Hopefully having repelled her attacker, his legs likely having shattered seeing he had no skin. Most certainly powerful enough to fracture.

Observing the moon change in nature, the agony swallowed her. No, she couldn’t face a third transformation. Gasping, taking a deep breath, she had finally had enough. Grasping the air with both hands, almost as if it were some sort of tangible mass, she ripped it open, daring to try an escape. No, she had to get out of here. This thing wasn’t something that she was going to be able to fight in her condition. The space cracked, revealing a cacophony of screams as the Arrancar quickly stepped backwards into its safety. “B-Bastard...this is only a tactical retreat! I’ll come back for you! I WILL!”

The searing pain was something she had to swallow, her wounds bleeding, some of them were heavily severe. Those tails, being lit aflame. As her gateway closed, she’d forced herself to take a step. Another one. Then, turned into a light sprint. No...she had to make it back to Los Noches before her Resurrection gave out. Thankfully, if the transformation were to end, those hell flames would be gone. Yet, she’d have to endure for now. She was near her limit, no Shinigami had ever pressed her this hard. She had thought herself to be near the level of an Espada, DAMN IT! Spitting a mouthful of blood out onto the dark path, a Gillian wandering in the distance turned to her. A cero was all it took to make the beast fall as she wandered past.

She needed to recover...and soon enough, she’d find herself within the healing facility again. The pain...the pain hurt so bad! Yet, when those tails disappeared, she felt greater pain than she had felt before. Not from the flames, but from the fact her stamina, her energy was all but depleted. “D-Damn you Shinigami...I will never forgive you for this.” The medics here knew better than to talk shit after what she did to the last one. Having their skull bisected wasn’t something that appealing to any of them, and so they kept their mouths shut. Getting to work, doing what they could to restore her to her best position, Lagos realized she had a potential servant that would be excellent at this sort of job. What was it...Valentin Accai if she recalled. Yes, she ought to seek him out.

She rested, allowing her wounds to mend over time. While she hated to admit it, that Shinigami...or whatever it was...was pretty tough. However, she'd train harder. She'd become stronger. She'd return and make that Shinigami in particular regret ever meeting her. Little did she know she would get that opportunity soon enough. Having the respirator enter her mouth, she bit down, entering the tank for her bodily repairs. She was conscious the whole time, seething emotions of negativity at what she viewed as a defeat. However, she had invaluable information now. She would be able to kill him. There was no playing next time. No, she had a personal vendetta now. 

[Tsukuyomi Kawada]

The Arrancar that stood in front of the Hell spawn starred in horrified realization that what she was fighting was no longer the young naive Shinigami that had been powerless enough that the Arrancar had been able to defeat him. This thing in front of her in a single moment had covered more than half of her body in the black flames of eternity that burned away her fur and at this very moment were eating through her skin and flesh. This wasn't an entity that anyone should underestimate and this Arrancar was already on her last leg.

As she screamed in pain and instinctively threw away the Hell spawn that was now looking to her for its entertainment and an outlet for its rage the entity screamed right back at her. It didn't possess the calm voice of the Shinigami that she had been fighting, but instead sounded like an animal filled with nothing, but rage. The scream echoed on itself as if multiple entities were screaming at once and yet only this single thing was in view.

Being thrown backwards the entity would have fallen unable to caught itself if it hadn't been for the black and red moon with the Cheshire smile that pulled him to it. As the Arrancar ripped open reality and screamed back at the creature that had been released upon Karakura she'd see the broadsword held outwards right at her and watched as a mass of black flames suddenly ignited upon the blade. This was her last chance to get away and quick before this monster really did leave her with nothing, but a charred body.

As the garganta closed though so the battle ended for the Arrancar and the Shinigami. Sadly, though she had awaken the darkness that dwelled within Tsukuyomi and the young Shinigami was powerless to do anything about it. So as the Arrancar disappeared the mass of black flames were fired off into the sky burning the sky and scorching the moister in the air. Karakura normally had an abundance of spiritual individuals some of which would defend it. They had their work cut out for them.

1 Hour Later

Everything was a blur as he opened his eyes and all he could see were storm clouds above him. He was starting to feel the ting sensation of rain drops falling upon him from the clouds above as he lay on the ground. He couldn't feel his legs and the rest of his body wasn't responding to him very well. All he seemed to be able to do was move his head a bit. As he turned his head from side to side Tsukuyomi's eyes widened in freight at what was in view.

All around him there were others burned beyond recognition their bodies engulfed in the black fire that so often seemed to be around him after he lost control of himself. Tears began to flow from Tsukuyomi as he realized what must have happened now. He had lost control when he had fallen to that Arrancar and his inner self had taken control once again just as it had done back in London against Grodd. First it had been a forest than it had been a few buildings in London, now though there was no going back he had killed innocent entities because of his inability to control his darkness.

He couldn't tell if the bodies next to him were shinigami or if they were something else. The mere fact that they were still burning meant that they had to be spiritual in nature, but beyond that he couldn't tell. He had to get out of here otherwise he risked being found out at the scene of an event like this again and twice in such a short period of time would point the suspect of the attacks more closely at himself. Tsukuyomi had served in Division Seven he knew how they operated and if he was found here there was no chance he wouldn't be a suspect anymore.

He still couldn't feel his legs though and as he raised his head upwards to look down he saw why he couldn't move them. There was nothing there, but charred flesh and bone. Standing up wasn't possible nor was movement all he could do now was lay here and think about what to say when more Shinigami arrived. Would they still see him as an ally or would they already know that he was really the monster that had apparently attacked Karakura. He'd have to wait to find out if he was going to be spending the next few weeks in Division Four or in a prison cell awaiting execution.

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

Lagos- 470 TP + 50 For draw = 520 TP

Tsukuyomi - 860 + 50 for draw = 910 TP