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Thread Title: Fire vs Cocaine Participants: Beast, Wycliff World: Human World Death Setting: Non Death Enabled Rating: R Location: Random town in the middle of nowhere. Special Conditions: None Circumstances: Wycliff has been sent to the Human World to investigate the loss of an entire town. This brings him in contact with one of the stronger Gotei defectors still alive -- Beast the Hollow Wraith.
The smell of burnt flesh filled the air as the quiet town started to fall apart.
In the middle of nowhere, somewhere in rural Europe, a fire had been set. The townspeople panicked to try and put it out, but more and more fires began to pop up all over town, with a seemingly supernatural origin. Some of the residents claimed they saw sparks emerge from nowhere, or even more strangely rocks floating in the air before colliding together to set houses ablaze. The fires continued to spread as more and more townspeople succumbed to the spectral arsonist. And as the souls of the dearly departed started to rise from their bodies, all they saw was a ashen gray man with yellow eyes and two swords rushing towards them, aiming for the chains on their chests...
Hollows were rising up from this nowhere town, only to be beaten down by the one starting the fires. Placing his hand to their faces, the new hollows were drained of all their newfound spiritual energy. One by one the whole town was burnt, resurrected, then murdered again. There was bound to be some sort of Gotei 13 response from this, even out here in the middle of nowhere... Beast was counting on it. More souls to devour and channel into himself. With the town whose name mattered no more fully devoured, the Hollow Wraith sat in the middle of the wreckage, waiting for the Soul Society response to come near...
His time with Las Noches had come to a close almost as soon as it had begun. Beast was now unchained, unleashed, uncollared. Let loose upon the Human World in search of his nemesis, the Zookeeper, Beast was currently masterless. A Mercenary for hire, if someone could survive him that is. He was Rage and Gluttony incarnate, ready to make havoc upon the world that he had grown to see only as a feeding ground. The Soul Society would be after him every twist and turn. And he would be ready for them. He relished the chance to devour them one by one, or multitudes at a time if that is what it took. He just hoped he had the strength to accomplish it. He'd need to be as strong as Kuroi if he was going to make it in this world...
Wycliff was no stranger to being sent on strange missions or requests. However something was off about this one. Unlike the other missions he had been on where he got a copy of the report before being briefed on it he had gotten nothing. Wycliff sat in an empty room, waiting to hear what his mission was. As far as it went, this was a very strange and way to start a mission to say the least. Eventually a person walked in, Wycliff couldn't tell from what squad he was from, only that he was carrying a report, the report that held details on the mission he was about to embark on.
“Don't say anything, don't comment, don't interrupt, just listen to the mission before heading off. Your mission is to capture a former shingami that has become something else. If capture isn't an option kill him on site. The shingami's name in question is Grodd, he is no longer considered a human, so don't hold back, he isn't right in the head and will kill you there is no mercy for this former shingami. Do you understand your mission Wycliff?” Wycliff simply nodded and responded with a simple yes. He wasn't sure as to what to make of this, however he had an idea as to why he was being sent after hearing about the mission.
He was disposable and his power was perfect when dealing with people that should be eliminated. ”Don't think we came to this option easily.” The man placed down some pictures of the aftermath of what he claimed Grodd did. While Wycliff wasn't exactly too happy about being sent to kill someone after seeing the pictures he knew that this Grodd person wasn't worth keeping around if the images really were the aftermath that he caused he knew that Grodd wasn't someone to keep alive. With that Wycliff was forced to leave the room and head to the human world to deal with Grodd.
As he exited the senkaimon he saw the European town set ablaze, bodies burning in the flames and souls crying out in agony as they die and absorbed and in the middle of it all he saw Grodd. With the warning he got from the other shingami he took a breath before releasing his shikai. After seeing this scene he was ready to end the life of Grodd. ”Just one time, Chūdoku” With that his blade turned from a snow white blade to a horrid grey and monstrous sword.
Cociane started to spill outwards from his body and the blade and letting out a wicked laugh he swung his blade outwards and towards the shingami that was known as Grodd. The cocaine would form into a blade like swing that would move rapidly towards the ashen man. At this point Wycliff didn't care about any of the lives left in this place, all he wanted to do was kill Grodd and then move on with this mission .Being a hitman for the soul society didn't sit well with him, not even while released.
(Boosting back sppr and speed) Remaining reiatsu = 5800/6000 - 200 for shikai Shikai 1/12
The Soul Society had arrived, just as planned. As the Senkaimon opened and deposited Wycliff, Beast stood up to face his new opponent. His new meal. He could sense the release of Shikai as Wycliff prepared to eliminate him as quickly as possible. With a swing of his sword, a blade of white started to head towards the Hollow Wraith. Thankfully, for Wycliff, there weren't many lives left in this burning town to be caught up in the attack. Unfortunately, for Beast, the attack already showed that his attacker meant to kill him. And with the energy coming off that attack being overwhelmingly larger than Beast's, he figured he didn't want to get hit by that attack even though he had no idea of its true capabilities.
Disappearing in a step of Shunpo, despite the waste of energy it could become, Beast stepped to the side to avoid the cocaine sword. He kept watching it out of the corner of his eye to make sure that it didn't come back around to swing at him, but he was confident that the night would hide him for now. Having moved behind a burning building with his step, he was now out of sight behind the flames. Perhaps he could be sensed, so he had to move quickly. He had two options of Shikai to release in response to Wycliff's attack. On the one hand he had his favorite, his burning sword. On the other hand, he had the Shikai that gained power from being released longer. He opted for the one that took time to build up.
"Grow or Else, Oerwoud Hart!" One of Beast's twin swords broke apart into a blast of wind, reiatsu, and burnt leaves, leaving behind a bone gauntlet on his right arm. Well, if it could be called a gauntlet. It protected his forearm and fist but left a lot of room to deliver a crippling attack to the inside of his arm. With his first Shikai released, Beast began growing taller with each and every second. Growing more intimidating, while his reach as well as his body filled in the proportions by growing his legs and arms equivalently. Oddly enough, his hair also began to grow longer as well and seemed to move with a mind of its own.
Walking out from behind the building, Beast just laughed as he stared down Wycliff. "You don't look so tough. Come and fight me like a man." What did Beast know of fighting like a man? Little to none, but he hoped that it would rile up the Shinigami into doing something reckless like trying to fight him close quarters. Beast may not be very fast, but he was exceptionally strong. Fighting him at close quarters, with his proficiency in Hakuda, Boxing, and Swordsmanship, was not a good idea. Not to mention his proficiency at taking a hit and keeping on moving through the pain and recovering quickly. Beast's body had been forged in fire to be like that of a tank. And he would keep coming until he had obtained his meal...
In the blink of an eye it seemed that the target had vanished from where it was. Wycliff wasn't worried, he didn't expect for his first hit to even work, nor the second or the third, however eventually one would land and then the fun would start. With that in mind Wycliff didn't hold back on allowing a massive amount of cocaine to spew out from both his blade and body. Each motion would let it drift off into the air and fill out a bit of the area. More of a precaution to alert him as to where the next attack would come from than anything else. However it didn't take long for the monster to come back into view. It seemed that the monster in the shape of a man that was Beast came back and didn't run away like a coward. Now looking more like a wild animal and speaking of how they should fight like a man.
Wycliff laughed like a madman as beast said that he should fight like a man. “Me, fight you like a man. No you see I am here to kill a wild animal, and you've done a great job of getting rid of all the collateral damage for me.” Wycliff wasn't just monologuing at beast, no he was getting ready to fight. As he spoke the cocaine that was on the ground around him started to rise and form into a twister. Without even giving the slightest warning the twister of cocaine started to rush towards Beast moving faster than the man could outrun it.
Sure while the cocaine it's self was inherently non lethal in low amounts, just getting hit by it would start the process that Wycliff would need to break down beast before he would kill him. If Beast didn't find a way around the twister of cocaine that would follow his movements it would overwhelm him and trap him in a constant state of being high. A prime time to strike, for Wycliff. Beast thought this would be a match to take place in close combat, but Wycliff had no reason to let the monster get that close to him and even if he did, Wycliff had a few options to deal with that.
If beast would be caught or even touch the cocaine and experience that high that lasted for only a second Wycliff would attack him. A simple kido would be fired out wordlessly and from the tip of his blade. "Arise god of thunder! Awake mother of storms! Unleash the lighting on the sinners! Hado #4: Byakurai” The blot of lighting would erupt outwards and towards the knee of the beast. That would only happen if Beast got hit by the twister. Otherwise Wycliff would simply continue to command the twister to follow Beast until it was destroyed or stopped somehow.
Remaining reiatsu = 5700/6000 - 100 for let's make a snowman Shikai 2/12 1/2posts till next boost
A wild animal? Yeah, that described Beast pretty well. Not offended in the slightest, Beast walked towards the Shinigami when suddenly the white powder that was scattered around the man's feet rose up into a tornado. It was moving faster than Beast could run, and he couldn't afford to burn any more energy in using a step technique again, not when the tornado could just follow him it seemed. So Beast did the unwise thing and decided to take it head on. Winding up his four foot long hair, Beast punched forwards with his living hair and created a shockwave headed right for the center of the tornado. Carrying 600 strength behind the shockwave would most likely disperse the tornado and scatter it. Scatter it all around Beast, that is. Plenty would touch him, enough to kick in the extreme high from the cocaine.
"What. The. $%!" Not having many more words than that, Beast simply rode out the intense high until his kneecap was hit by lightning. Ignoring the pain, despite his kneecap being ruptured, Beast fought through the high until it ended a second later. The tornado, for now, should be gone, but that wouldn't prevent Wycliff from forming it again. Hair started to grow over Beast's entire body, forming a slightly protective, but brittle, layer around his skin. This would not only slightly protect him from the cocaine the second time around, but would also allow him to move freely even though his kneecap just blew out. Sure, it would hurt, but Beast was no stranger to pain. He recovered quickly, rushing towards Wycliff with surprising speed for a man who just lost a knee.
If Wycliff let Beast get in close, he'd be in for a difficult fight. The Shinigami probably wouldn't allow that, so Beast had a few options in mind that would allow him to get close. But for now, he'd just run straight at Wycliff, sword in his left hand and gauntlet on his right arm. The hair surrounding Beast's body would drain him over time, but it was a slow drain. He could last long enough to get a few good hits in before needing to let it fade away. For now, it was his only layer of protection against the cocaine. That high had been intense, and pleasurable, but no high could compare to that of feeding on living essence. Beast was used to addiction, and this wouldn't be very different from that of his craving to drain all spiritual beings of their essence.
Going in head first wasn't the smartest plan in the world, especially when there was a twister of cocaine heading right towards you. However Wycliff assumed that he was dealing with a mad beast and not a man that could plan and strategize about attacks and counter attacks. Wycliff wasn't that much better normally, however in this state the cocaine was speaking to him, the words of Chūdoku whispering in the back of his mind telling him what to do, how to do it and how to win this fight. It all boiled down to one simple thing and one thing alone. Keep the distance between him and beast.
Wycliff watched as the hair of Beast rushed outwards and slammed into the cocaine destroying the twister with a simple slap it's strength, using shockwaves to destroy the twister. Wycliff smiled seeing this knowing all too well how to deal with shockwave users after his innocent with that female on the beach. If this was going to be a rematch of shockwaves vs his cocaine constructs then he would have to make sure that he didn't make the same mistakes as last time, the largest one was not rushing in from all sides with his sweet sweet bliss. A bliss that Beast should have been exposed to for just a moment, however the bliss of the cocaine was only half of the power, the other half is the fall.
Most know of how cocaine makes a person feel in the moment when they injest it, it causes a euphoria that allows for an escape of the real world, that eventually fades and then the cravings start as well as what's called the down. Normally a person can ignore it as it's a slow and growing feeling that feels as if one is sinking down into a state lower than before the cocaine. That's for the normal drug, Wycliff's was special as the high, normally what one does the drug for, only lasts for a brief moment and the down lasts much longer and his mentally more taxing than that of normal cocaine, similar to someone getting hit by a depressive episode. How this would affect Beast would be interesting, however Wycliff wasn't going to stay that close to find out how it would impact Beast.
The cocaine that continued to spew out from his body and blade would rapidly formed into a large hand almost instantly. That large cocaine hand would move outwards towards beast at full speed the same as the twister that Beast had just destroyed moments before. The hand would be open palm. The moment the hand got into range it's fingers would slam shut around Beast and push him backwards away from Wycliff making the distance that Beast had just covered meaningless as well as adding more distance between the two. As the hand pushed beast back it would try to crush him with the weight and strength of the cocaine. This was only to help add in more cocaine into Beast's body as well as limit to his movement.
Now there were many things that could have happened before the hand reached Beast, the most obvious was if Beast decided to destroy the cocaine again with a shockwave. Wycliff had a plan for that, if that did happen Beast would be in for a shock. The moment that happened three needles would shoot out from the mass of cocaine all flying towards beast as fast as the hand was moving. Each needle would be aimed for different part of the body of beast. One at the shoulder, one for his stomach and the other for the knee that he had fired the kido at. Each needle would be filled with a massive amount of cocaine, but more than that the needle would pierce deeply into Beast's body easily resulting in bleeding. Remaining reiatsu = 5550/6000 - 100 for let's make a snowman - 50 for Byakurai (Pale Lightning) -300 for 3 copies of inject the pleasure if beast destroyed the hand Shikai 3/12 Boosting RS and instinct up to max.
Beast... didn't feel so good. Sure, he was good at recovering, stubborn, and resistant to pain, but he wasn't prepared for the depressive episode that Wycliff's cocaine had caused. He felt sluggish, lethargic, and like he just wanted to lie down and take a nap. But he was angry too. This Shinigami from the Soul Society dared to call him a wild animal, treat him like such, and wouldn't let the Wraith get close enough to make this an interesting fight. He was stalling, for some reason, a reason that was soon apparent as his reiatsu strength spiked to an incredible new level. Whatever Wycliff was, he was a man who slowly gained more power, like Beast did.
As Beast stumbled forwards, a hand made out of the cocaine dared to try and catch him. Despite knowing that it would be a use of a lot of energy, Beast pushed off the ground with the explosive Shunpo Eichi. A shockwave of 450 strength would be left behind as Beast stepped past the hand. He didn't want to assume that his shockwave would take care of the hand completely, it not having the full strength of his Shikai this time around. So instead of getting right up in Wycliff's business and trying to go through the hand, he went to the side of the hand to gain a little ground in the rush towards the Shinigami. Though, it would be hard as needles flew out of the hand and headed towards him.
Not knowing how strong the needles would be, Beast crouched down and let his four foot long hair cover the majority of his body. He then fortified it with his reiatsu, giving it a durability of 900. Once the needles became embedded into the fibers of the hair, he'd push forwards and stand up, throwing the needles aside with his hair while swinging his left hand forwards. Five "needles" of his own would fire out from his hand at a speed and strength of 300 as he literally launched his blade like fingernails from his hand at Wycliff. Following up, Beast continued to charge forwards. He was still coated in hair to prevent accidentally ingesting the cocaine from stepping on it and allowing his body to move despite the busted kneecap.
The hand that he had made was slightly destroyed by the impact of the shumpo echi that Beast had used. Parts of the hand was shattered and the cocaine floated outwards coating the area and making a fine powder mist. This mist would last for a while before it would fall down and land all over the place. This fine cocaine powder mist wouldn't affect Beast given that the hair that Beast had was coating enough that it wouldn't let the cocaine seep in without enough force. All the while this happened cocaine continued to spew from Wycliff and his blade
With the hand partially destroyed the back up plan had come into action. As such the needles that he had prepared came out of the hand fired out right at beast. Sadly the hair that beast had was able to guard himself from the needles entirely, it seemed that the hair that was now spreading more and more was a lot stronger than it looked. Annoying, but not totally unexpected, Wycliff was getting a better idea of how beast was fighting, tank everything and then follow through with it's strength. A very simple tactic and one that could be abused by him and the bliss that he can offer to those that are willing to accept it.
Seeing that there was a set of projectiles coming towards him Wycliff got ready a kido incanting the kido in his mind. Gods of Balance, Gods of Change, I summon thee. Under my feet do I place your tennants and in my hands to I place your might. With thy power do I smite my enemies! Hado #53: Surasorutoiera. Wycliff braced himself as the kido exploded, suddenly a gust of wind shot out from Wycliff's body from all sides pushing everything away from him as well as pushing him upwards and into the air Wycliff in the air slowly fell to the ground as he watched. Everything around him while he was on the ground including the cocaine that was flowing off of his body and the bits that had collected on the ground, as well as pushing away the hair projectiles that beat had flung at him. Using basic air ground he was able to slow his decent back to the ground.
This explosion of cocaine outwards would have enough force to at least push through the gaps in Beast's hair and expose him to the cocaine once more. However this wouldn't be the only thing that Wycliff would do with beast still charging right at him it would be better to keep him from moving any further. With his hand raised and without another word Wycliff fired out the kido. Suddenly six rods of light would come out and impale Beast from all sides rending all forms of physical movement impossible, if it would land.
“Enough ya dirty ape, can't get ya too close to me now how am I gunna kill ya?” A smile would come across his face for a moment before a spear of lighting would form in his hand. Then with Beast held in place Wycliff would throw the spear right at the captured Beast. The moment it would come in contact with beast the spear would expand out into a dome of electricity that would assault beast from all sides as he is pinned down by the kido. All the while Wycliff would be producing more cocaine around him to replace the cocaine that he had flung away.
Remaining reiatsu = 4950/6000 - 150for Surasorutoiera -150 for Rikujokoro -150 for Denryuu Doki Shikai 4/12 1/2 for next boost
Last Edit: Jun 18, 2018 20:47:19 GMT -5 by Wycliff
Beast's advance was stopped again, this time by a wave of spiritual force that picked up a good deal of the cocaine as well as some of the earth itself and threw it up into a blast that tore across the field. The force hit Beast and sent him flying at 1400 speed, enough on its own to disorient him if he didn't also have to deal with the high of the cocaine again as it was pushed through the fibers of his Rigting technique. It only lasted a second, again, but the depression was worse this time. Beast didn't just feel lethargic and bland, he felt... empty. Devoid of happiness and joy where he used to find that in a fight.
Six beams of light stopped his flying backwards from the Surasorutoeira, pinning him in place while Wycliff prepared the coup de grace. A lightning spear formed in the Shinigami's hand and was thrown, though it would take some time to reach Beast as he had been thrown quite far away by the area thrust kidou. Fighting through the down with pure force of will, Beast fired a purple blast of energy to streak across the field towards the lightning spear. Haien would strike the Denryuu Doki causing it to leave its sphere of lightning well out of range of Beast. Though it would take nearly all of his spiritual reserves to accomplish, Beast had survived.
Using Advanced Air Ground, Beast applied an Air Push to his bindings, giving him a temporary and small relief from the effects. Just enough to move his hair with his mental command. His hair started to wail at the Rikujokoro, resisting the paralysis by nature of being strong enough to push through. The strength of the binding kidou was nearly equivalent to that of Beast's Shikai, so the slamming force would start to crack and tear apart the spell until Beast was free and ready to fight again. But how would he get close to the Shinigami who had so far been able to keep him at bay?
Picking up a flaming chunk of debris from the wreckage of the town, Beast hurled that towards Wycliff while once again opting for a direct assault. He didn't know how long his opponent could keep up the spiritual assault, but he knew that he himself was just about spent. He'd need to train his spiritual reserves, assuming he survived this... But he still had one more trick up his sleeve that he could use if he could just get slightly closer to the Shinigami... So for now, he'd run forwards, keeping his eyes out for any more cocaine constructs that could take him out of this fight for good... You're weak... Good for nothing... Even Grodd would be stronger than you... Feeling down and beating up on himself was just one symptom of the cocaine withdrawal...
The first wave of kido had worked keeping beast from being able to move, so he had assumed that the second one would land. Little did he know that the beast would be able to break and counter both kido. An interesting observation, but one that didn't bother him too much, after all he wanted this thing to suffer for all that it had done while free, a quick painless death was too good for it, no it would die in a cell locked away in soul society after squad 12 finished preforming all the experiments they wanted to do on the thing.
The flaming chunk of building that was thrown at him was an interesting tactic, however it would fall short when put up against his cocaine. Summoning all the cocaine that was in the area Wycliff created a massive wall that would protect him from the projectile. As the chunk would hit the wall the cocaine would shift and move pushing back against it causing it to essentially bounce off of the wall falling close by, but not close enough that the flames would be a danger to Wycliff.
“If ya want to keep running at me, then run though this ya damn dirty ape.” Wycliff howled out at beast as he had the wall fall downwards towards beast as a giant sheet of cocaine. Even if the hair could protect beast from having the cocaine touch his skin, his eyes, nose and mouth were all still open targets that the fine powder could enter through if they were exposed to the cocaine. For now Beast would have to deal with a massive wall coming down on him faster than he could run away from.
All this time Wycliff hadn't moved from his original position, not counting the fact that he had been forced upwards from his own kido. Wycliff has been in control of this entire battle and he was going to keep it this way. For now Wycliff's power was controlling the battle field in his advantage, he wasn't sure if there was a way for beast to come back, but he would wait out the monster till something changed. Even now he could feel that his reserves were still good and he wasn't worried about running out of reiatsu any time soon.
boosting strength and Senses back to normal Shikai 5/12
Remaining reiatsu = 4850/6000 -100 for lets build a snowman
Last Edit: Jun 20, 2018 23:44:30 GMT -5 by Wycliff
A wall rose up to stop the burning debris from striking Wycliff. A wall that would be difficult to go around, especially if it moved as fast as the tornado had done earlier. Testing his left knee and finding the damage to have recovered satisfactorily over the course of the running with Rigting, Beast let go of the hair technique so he could prepare his final assault on the Shinigami. He had just enough energy left, and though he was spiritually exhausted from using up almost all of his reserves, and feeling the depression of a life time, he would press on for now. As soon as the wall rose up, so too did Beast stop running towards his opponent, leaving a little bit of distance between them.
Beast looked at his fists. On his right arm there were now two inch claws that had regrown from the previous assault that was unsuccessful. On his left, seven inch daggers. They wouldn't do much to the wall of cocaine that he desperately needed to avoid somehow. His hair was now six feet long, which would give him enough hair to completely surround him if he crouched down. That might give him slight protection against the wall of cocaine when it crashed down, but plenty of the white material would get through the hair and paralyze him again for enough time for Wycliff to deliver another crushing blow. He couldn't have that.
As his will got weaker from the depression, he could feel something starting to happen inside of him... The chains surrounding his prisoner in his Inner World were weakening. This was not good. Distracted, the wall of cocaine came crashing down and he wasn't prepared. The high was intense, and the depression afterwards moreso. It was the opening that the prisoner needed to break through. With a howling scream, liquid bone poured out of Beast's mouth and formed a mask of a screaming face over top of the Wraith's head.
Grodd was in control, now.
Grodd had possessed the body again. And as he continued to be subjected to the high of the cocaine and then the down of it, it made him see Wycliff as an enemy. In this state of partial Hollowfication, Grodd had difficulty seeing friend from foe. Especially with Beast egging him on and pushing him towards violence. The body and soul was still Beast's, so all the anger and rage leaked into Grodd's psyche. Pushing outwards with both hands, Grodd let out a massive shock wave that would send the cocaine scattering in all directions. He was now far stronger than he had been, and was now superior in strength to Wycliff's offensive abilities. He was also faster than Wycliff, sharper of senses and instinct, and all around superior in every way.
This was the power of the Vizard Mask. Though this partial transformation would last for just a minute or so before exhausting the body and rendering it out of spiritual energy, Grodd was still about to fight Wycliff. Stepping forwards at decent speeds, Grodd moved quickly to come at Wycliff with everything he had. His left knee was still weaker than his right, but it could support weight at least. Scooping up the debris that had been left by the wall, Grodd flung it with 900 strength. Plenty enough force to break through another wall that could rise up. He followed up with a punch to the air that would fling a full powered shock wave in Wycliff's direction.
That would surely get the Shinigami to move, losing his position as controller of the battlefield. In Grodd's mind, at least.
The wall seemed to be working, it seemed that beast couldn't deal with the speed and size of the wall that he had brought down on the former shingami. This was good, it wouldn't be long before the monster would fall to his bliss and ecstasy. It would be so much more enjoyable for Beast to just give in and enjoy his gift, after all why struggle against the inevitable. He could see his drug taking affect upon Beast as Wycliff simply stood there looking at his work. It seemed that this was over the way that Beast was acting, Wycliff was happy with the end result.
Then he heard it, that horrible scream coming out from the man. It sounded like a death rattle of something primal and ancient. Something was wrong, this wasn't the way that people acted when exposed to his cocaine. Either they lashed out or they came begging to him for his drug, but not this, this death scream that seemed to echo into his own bones. This was something else entirely and as he saw the mask form around Beast's face he knew the reason why this mission had been so hush hush and why he was sent in alone. Beast was a Vizard.
Beast was a mother fucking Vizard and they sent him alone to deal with the man alone. Wycliff had only heard stories of how powerful these beings were. Never actually meeting one in real life Wycliff didn't know what to look for when he first encountered Beast, however the stories all said the same thing about a Vizard, you can always tell if someone is a Vizard if they can create a hollow mask across their face and they aren't an arrancar. This wasn't good, Wycliff hadn't prepared himself for fighting a Vizard, there was no way he was ready to fight someone like this, however that's the exact same thing he thought when he fought those two espada and won.
A moment of fear passed over him before he steeled his resolve to continue fighting. There was no reason to be scared, he had been winning this entire time, he had made his stand and had made it so that the Vizard was the one on the run not him. He was the stronger one here, there was no need to be afraid of the Vizard. There was no need to be afraid anymore, he had become much stronger than he was ever since that incident. While he hadn't been strong enough to protect Rose, to keep her safe, he had become strong enough to stop these monsters and right now there was a monster infront of him that he had to stop.
As the flaming bolder rushed towards him he smiled knowing that Beast would be following up with an attack. Everything that he had seen from Beast had all been physical attacks, nothing spiritual in nature say for that one kido hastily used. So he had a plan to both make Beast's boulder attack and any other physical attack utterly useless against him. The darkness gathers, it blinds, it defrauds. Become the unseen, the untouched. Become cursed like those in far away lands. Fear, despair, and rot. There is no savior from penance. Bakudo #67: Sukkiri Sekisho. Wycliff would let the boulder slam into him however the kido allowed him to simply pass through the boulder as if it wasn't there. Wycliff would look at Beast to see what he would do now that all physical attacks were rendered useless.
The flung boulder just passed through the Shinigami without so much as a scratch on him. The bastard had gone intangible somehow. The Coward. The filthy degenerate coward. In this form, Grodd still couldn't speak without Beast allowing him to, but Beast would have had some choice words with Wycliff if he could speak of his own accord. Good thing he had learned how to mentally incant Kidou. "Arise god of thunder! Awake mother of storms! Unleash the lighting on the sinners! Hado Number Four: Byakurai!" A bolt of lightning would streak from his finger towards the intangible Wycliff. Maybe then he would fight him like a man and come out of his intangibility Kidou.
Though it did seem like Wycliff was just trying to outlast Grodd and Beast. If he continued to stay intangible, Grodd would simply try and get away before Beast would be able to break free of the possession and take over the body again. Grodd wasn't about to let Wycliff get in the way of his freedom, for now. If the coward simply hid behind his spell, then he'd lose his opportunity to capture or kill Beast by nature of the Wraith just running away. He still had enough reiatsu to disappear into the night with a Shunpo, or three, and Wycliff had barely any Energy Sensory to be able to track the Wraith. At just 15 Energy Sensory right now, once Beast and Grodd got out of range with step techniques they'd be lost into the night...
So what would Wycliff do? Fight them or let them go?
The beast shocked him when it stopped and fired off a kido right at him. Wycliff smiled a smug smile as he saw this thing trying to match him blow for blow with kido. This wouldn't fly with him at all. If there was one thing that Wycliff was proud about, it was his kido mastery and the use of the art. So for a half crazed Vizard to attack him with kido to try and counter his own kido was an insult and Wycliff would utterly humiliate the Vizard with his own kido to destroy the weak and wimpy Byakurai that beast tried to use to harm him.
A single hand raised upwards and the intangiblity that he had vanished as his body became solid and firm once more. Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle! Hado #63: Raikōhō. The kido that Wycliff had used was easily seen as the big brother of Byakurai in every single way. In terms of power, size and ferocity the kido was much more powerful and would easily overtake the Byakurai with ease continuing on towards Beast to slam into him.
This wasn't the only thing that Wycliff did as he dropped the intangiblitiy. No, given that Beast was still standing on a large amount of cocaine Wycliff acted. The cocaine at the same time the Raikōhō was fired out would shoot upwards and wrap around Beast holding him in place. Four tendrils of cocaine would spawn from the ground one wrapping around each of his limbs using their full force so that moving away would take more effort than one would expect. Besides that the tendrils would wrap tightly and rub against the hair of Beast allowing bits of it to seep past the hair defense and to touch his skin, another distraction.
If Beast wanted Wycliff to fight like a man, this was it, Wycliff was fighting back. Dominating the weaker kido with his own, binding and ensnaring the man with cocaine. Using his overall offensive power to destroy any chances the Vizard had to escape from Wycliff and all through this Wycliff felt pride and powerful that something he heard about in stories of horror and warning he was dominating. It was at this time when Wycliff could hear the voice of his zan whispering in the back of his mind chuckling that now when it suited him, he embraced the power he rejected, either way it was baby steps eventually it would be a full acceptance of his true nature. While things seemed bad, for beast it was about to get much worse. Wycliff would soon be at full power and no longer held back by anything.
Shikai 7/12
boosting HE and ES back to max Remaining reiatsu = 3900/6000 -400 lets make a snowman -150 Raikōhō