Sinister Reign: Diversionary Tactics

[Senshi Odayakama (Crimson.)]

Blink. Blink. Blink. Soul Society was being invaded again. This was what Odayakama Senshi was informed of, almost as soon as attackers began appearing one after the other. Though unlike before, it was not some solely organized party from any one particular group. As data was compiled, she found herself realizing that it was a ragtag group across multiple ends of the Seiretei. Standing forth, the small framed redhead gathers forth the immediate members of the Eighth Division.

"Our home finds itself under invasion yet again. It is our duty as the Eighth to provide aid as is needed. Enyo, Karasu, Inuo, Kota!" She calls forth, to bring about the third seat through the sixth seats. "Split our forces evenly and prepare to deploy to each of the gates as is needed, and leave one portion in reserve." Senshi calls forth, certain that the invasion would threaten to become that of a large scale. She'd been a veteran of two invasions now. 

It was something she prepared for. "Scatter." With a unanimous call, the members of her division began to disperse across the field. Senshi herself leaped into the air, swift steps up a smaller series of items to get to the rooftops and began making her way looking out. Afar from a distance, as if to gauge the situation. The redhead captain was a bit late on her arrival, but hopefully not so much as to see horrendous loss. Though what she ultimately found from her looking point, was the beginnings of battle.

To have endured through literal hell, and now this? It seemed as if fate was particularly cruel to all Shinigami, not just herself. For now? The tactic was relatively simple. To wait and see where she was most needed, and the most obvious signs of conflict. However, she made no effort to hide her presence. Quite the opposite. Crossing her arms over her chest, her incredibly long blade tucked beneath her armpit, her cerulean eyes seemed bitter and sharpened, little fear, terror, or worry behind them anymore. 

She began to flex her reiatsu. Letting it bathe and wash over the area, so much so that the white stone of the building she rested on began to lightly crack beneath her growing pressure. Not just to make Seireitei's enemies know of her presence, but her allies as well. Though, the figure that got her visage most evidently and obviously was that of the gigantic lizard like Hollow. Causing the most rampant and obvious forms of raw destruction down below. She clapped her hands together, and with it, as she focused her reiatsu, she began to mentally steel herself and chant to herself. 

One might hope anyways that she wasn't preparing to launch a city level explosion as she was prepared to last time. Just as Senshi was hopeful that there wasn't going to be yet another monster that would devour it. Deciding to remain a more "supportive" role for the time being, something unlike her nature, she decided to study. Study and see what information there was to digest and absorb before throwing herself into battle. 

[Adrastos]

The war cry of the Hollow shivered down many of the fleeing Shinigamis spines, leaving the instinct to run from what they could not match. Only rubble and torn bodies separating chest and abdomen cavities from each other, turning once whole individuals into two small chunks of bloodied pulps. And just as his appetite for battle remained unfulfilled, so did the craving for more reiatsu. Another swipe from the floor beneath him as the Shinigami's frail figure snapped and burst from the seamless form that painted the inner linings of the Adjuchas' gums. They were weak. Unfulfilling by every sense of the word that only caused the flame within his primordial body all the more restless. He wanted more. Even as the sight of the Tenth Divisons buildings were laying beneath his claws it did not grant him the desired emotion he sought out. There was more. Yet...

From among the fleeing cloaks in black stood out a single individual. A man that only was recognized by his blonde Sun-lit hair beneath the cloudy setting. Roars of the storm that was progressing around the Shinigami home base could only be matched by the grumbling of the Hollow that stood before him. A hint of distaste for their kind. The sheer anger that brewed within the pitt of the Hollow's form that consistently fueled that agression towards the opposing race. All that he desired was their destruction, and resting their bodies beneath his heels both lifeless and in shreds. While his focus was that on the small man another reiatsu exploded with purpose. One that was larger than the rest, and even that of the small man. Someone stronger was....

A ping of frustration emerged as something injected itself into his head. An annoyance.

Someone was within the realms of the beasts mind. A form of hinderance that charged him with voicing with what the King of Beasts was committed to at the moment. It buzzed. It rung in his mind with the resulting act that forced Adrastos' hand to smash his bone marrowed skull against the remaining walls that stood along his sides. Like a wrecking ball the walls crumbled as sparks were grinding from the sharpened edges of his mask. It was utterly infuriating to deal with. "Adrastos...destroy tiny voice..... Adrastos...not follow voice. Will DESTROY SHINIGAMI...DESTROY..TINY VOICE." another outburst from the peeling fangs of the Hollow, erupting into a cry that shook the loosened tiles beneath his feet. The Shinigami in hiding flailed about as ear drums burst from being within close proxmity beneath the rubble, crying out before Adrastos shifted his glance from Shawn towards that of the trembling Shinigami. He didn't know where the other reiatsu was coming from, but he did know where the others were as his glance shifted towards that of the center of the Seireitei. A gathering of stronger individuals.

Perhaps the voice came from there, or perhaps else where. Adrastos did not know yet figured it was a good place to start. The blonde man that was distant from him was not of importance to the Hollow, but rather an annoyance as were many of the other Shinigami were to him. What the Hollow desired more resided else where, and it would be what sated that hunger. So, without a second thought the Hollow would dive at his side with bloodied maw opened to engulf the Shinigami as claws tore into the ground in conjunction with a shoveling snout.

Tile and Earth torn away from the ground as talons of both legs and hands jetted the creature beneath the ground, with snout slithering from side to side. A preferred method of traveling for the great beast when wanting to venture into different areas while remaining out of sight. His level of reiatsu mainly being what aids in his ventures as it could be compared to that of a lesser Hollow. Yet, that was where the facade ended and the true strength appeared. With the Hollows physical strength, burrowing beneath the buildings was nothing but an easy task, with talons clawing into small openings that lined the sewer system, and forcing his hardened body into new environments without the need to tackle endless walls and obstacles. It was here that he was unfazed by the surface despite being blinded visually. All that was guiding the beast was but his low capablities of Energy Sensory. However, it was all that he needed with what reiatsu was being released from off in the distance.

Perhaps it was the need of fresh air that gave the way to resurface, or maybe the lack of distance to where he desired to be at, nevertheless the creature emerged through an explosion of large chunks of concrete. The Tyrant Lizard birthed out from the ground, through offices and out of the ceiling of what the Hollow believed to be his destination. Roof tiles sliding from off the jagged rigs of his nose that brushed away both woodchips and gravel, making his sight clear once more to only find but the fleeing Shinigami in.....white coats?. Sparks from torn cables could be heard beneath his standing figure as the fifteen foot Hollow retrieved the rest of his body from the crumbling building. His eyes adjusted to the light and was only met with another symbol that was painted across one of the several tall buildings. A cross with two paralleled lines beneath it. Another Divison?

The reiatsu that Adrastos sought out was not within the immediate vicinity but close. Another ping of frustration that surged from the pit of his stomach, venting it out into the newly addressed environment he found himself in. The length of the Hollows tail swiped across the land behind him, toppling both walls and surfaces that dared to surround him. The sounds of flasks and wiring snapping were muted by the domino effect that was caused by the supports torn away from the buildings. Both arms and legs bent to rest themselves for the moment before tensing onto the newly made flatland. Muscles tensed to usher into the erupting leap that caused the large lizard like Hollow to jettison itself into the painted building. The large wrecking ball caved the side wall with ease to only introduce the Hollow to more of those Shinigami that donned the white coats. Adrastos was not familiar with these Shinigami as he has never come across them before, but were fairly easy to pick off as they offered little to no resistance.

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The Hollows fangs snapped and thrashed about in darkened rooms of panicked Humans, piling the bodies that he had compiled from the previous barracks despite not being his current target. Electricity splashed across the Hollows line of sight that briefly came to life with his feet planting themselves ontop of the strange metal boxes. Bright lights beeping from them that stood adjacent from large tubes filled with water. A body flopped into a large flask as Adrastos turned about to snag a fleeing white coat Shinigami. Her screams fell immediately silent, turning the noise off from one individual among the dozens fleeing into the different exit points. Adrastos was not at the place he wanted to be, and thus he continued to climb level by level through the floors of each one.

The snout gave a lung full of air as it rose through the layer of building material, knocking out the wall paralleled from where he entered from deep below. A plain view that made the creature nostaglic once more, reminiscing of what was before. Flooded by vivid imagery of such buildings. A bit of laughter was what followed those images that the Hollow could not shake off. He felt at ease for some reason when the images came about. Despite not being able to remember he felt at peace for a time with the faces that he could not recall. Names that he could not say but felt at the very edge of his lipless maw. So close to an answer but nothing came. Nothing came out beside the red that stained the next image. Bodies of those that laughed with laid on the ground lifeless. ""RRAAAGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Adrastos kicked out to break the floor beneath him, causing the large Hollow to plummet to the ground below.

Red was all that he could see. Red was all that Adrastos knew of. The burning sensation that eminated from the sight of those images where what drew this very being to commit himself to this cause. The only reason. A reason that he could not forgive nor tear himself away from. It compelled him so. Adrastos braced himself before striking the bottom level of the building, brewing up the dust cloud around him. Glowing amber eyes wandered through the cloud as it kicked the ground out from beneath themselves, and out into the direction that he saw from up on high. He knew what direction it was and he close. No longer he cared what structures stood in his way. He wanted to fulfill that desire, and perhaps this large source of reiatsu gathering would sate it. Thus, the beast charged through the walls and labratories. He charged forward to fulfill that desire.


x1 Shinigami Class 7
x1 Shinigami Class 6
x1 Shinigami Class 5

[Shizuka Sanamizu ✮]

I'm pretty sure I counted 121 paragraphs but I'm going to round up. 122 paragraphs = 610 TP


Consumption CTP: 300

Hopefully it was only the three from the last post Adrastos did! I didn't see any others!