Unyielding Appetite (Social, NDE, PG-13|Myza)

[Carcharais Zralok Synderfell]

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There is was, a round sphere covered in what appeared to be spines of some sort. But if one were to look closer they would notice the long thin spike had actually mirrored the shape of shark teeth. It was in a dark room that obscured almost all light. It wasn't that this object needed to be hidden from light it was just that its existence was known to little at this point. It was silent for a few moments and then a crackling began to sound from within the object. A large crack appeared going around the top and bottom of it. It appeared from nowhere. Then it shattered and the object along with all its spines fell to the ground as if crystallized. But there was something else there now. Something humanoid.

What stood in its place was a naked arrancar. His mask tilted on the top of his head almost looking like a shark fin on the top of his head. His skin was gray but toned. His feet were surrounded in the crystallized matter but he didn't even seem to notice it. A growl was coming from him. It was loud and unpleasant but it was not coming from his mouth. Rather it was his stomach crying out in pain. One hand gripped his stomach as he gritted his pointy teeth together. The transformation had taken far longer than anticipated and he had eaten a delicious quincy. It was his first one he had ever tasted. The flavor was unique to him and it was something he was craving. Although he would settle for anything right now as long as it wasn't spoiled.

The arrancar was playing with the hollow hole in his hip. His finger feeling the rough and jagged crevasses in it. He had an oddly shaped hollow hole that looked like a sun. There was an outfit in the room waiting for him. Not that he felt inclined to put clothes on but he didn't want to offend his benefactor, Myzaraphiston. Today was going to be a big day for him. He had matured enough to reach a whole new level of power. He sniffed. He could smell her that rotten smell was the only thing about her that made him uneasy. She was magnificent aside from those vile gashes. But it was all the better because it deterred him from having any wild fantasies of devouring her. "This transformation is something else." He said grinning and now clenching his fist. His torso was now covered but his arms were still exposed. "I will not disappoint you Mistress." His eyes were serious. Granted this was how they always looked but you could hear the commitment in his tone. He knew that today he was going to go before the king of Las Noches and be given his title or number. He didn't know too much about the affairs of arrancar but he had no worries about that.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza was standing against the wall just outside of the room Carchaisis' transformation was taking place in, a slight smile on her face as she heard the cracks. Finally. Decades of work, of careful pruning, of disappoints caused by those damn Shinigami. I finally have what I've wanted from this experiment for so long.... She chuckled slightly, a low, dark sound from the normally bubbly Septima. "Success."

She waited for a moment, listening to the activity inside of the room, taking stock of her experiment's energy in the meantime. It may have been nothing remarkable as of yet, it was already close to the amount of power that Lord Rio himself possessed in reiatsu, actually exceeding his some in terms of potential. Then again, Carcharais had always been just a tad bit above his equally advanced peers in Myza's project, and the natural transition did involve a bit of loss as Hollow changed into a member of the Chosen People.

She heard him speak after that, and strolled into the room herself. She was dressed in her traditional non-battle outfit, a cleavage-exposing black dress with no back, with a long slit along the right side that showed off toned, well-formed legs. Her own number was clearly visible upon her face, as were the smiling remains of her mask. "Yes, it truly is a marvelous feeling, isn't it? To be free of the confinement of the mask, to feel the new power flowing through every fiber of your being, to know that you have reached the pinnicle of God's desire, of his plan for the lesser races."

She continued to smile, walking up close to Carch and slowly placing her hand on his shoulder. "And Carcharais. You are my son now. From this point on, my dear, nothing you can do will ever disappoint me." She stopped talking for a moment, simply letting the statement sink in, for her success to comprehend what she had just said. "Now then, my dear. I'm sure you're hungry. A boy has to eat before meeting the man in charge of his fate, after all. Luckily, I have something for just this occasion." She took her hand off of the Fraccion's shoulder, and began walking, beckoning for him to follow.

[Carcharais Zralok Synderfell]

Carcharais rested his eyes on her. He did think she was beautiful, and he was very glad that she had chosen him as her son. He returned her smile and his eyes became little slits of happiness, not many would catch this if they looked at him but perhaps Myza would. Carcharais pulled the colar of his shirt away from him to look down his torso admiring the new form he had taken. "It's something alright. I do feel a radiance within me." His stomach didn't make a sound but he could feel a rumbling this time and he slid his hand up his shirt to hold it. He moved his hand down to his hip and rested his fingers in his hollow hole. He had found himself fiddling with it and stopped.

Myza walked over to him and put her hand on him. When this happened Carch's eyes widened in curiosity. She addressed him as her son. This was very comforting to Carch, even coming from an arrancar. She had helped him to progress this far and it was a fitting relationship for them. He did see her as a mother figure but hearing it from her was all the better. They had an odd relationship for their race since they technically weren't mother and son. Carch looked at her black dress. "I'm very honored, Mother." He said with an embarrassed smile. He had put his hunger into the back of his mind for that moment.

Then his hunger roared up again this time he could no longer ignore it. He had gone so long without a feeding that his stomach was crying in pain. Luckily for him Myza had a meal waiting for him. Carch gave a full grin now showing his shark pointy teeth. He was absolutely delighted if he had a tail he would be wagging it right now. Food always made him chipper. There was just nothing better to him. "You are far too kind, I could not ask for anyone better to have as a mother than you."

Carch would follow her. She didn't need to beckon to him, all she needed to do was suggest food to him and he was going to follow her anywhere. "I hope that it is fresh. I just love a fresh hot meal. I could really go for something right about now even if it isn't that fresh. Hell, who am I kidding I eat just about anything."[/color] Carcharais began to follow her once she made her move. He was salivating heavily and having flashes of eating human live. This was his favorite time of the day, meal time. "Have you eaten already, Mother? Or are we going to eat together?"

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza smiled at Carch's responses, her heart beginning to soar as he called her "Mother". She may not have been able to actually conceive as an Arrancar, but that was only a good thing for the Chosen People. After all, if they could help only the best join their ranks, ensure that they could be as close to God's ideal as possible without having to worry about the various little unpredictable issues that could come up with the normal reproductive process, then it really was yet another sign of superiority over the Lesser Races.

As they walked into the next room, Carch would see the familiar sight of her lab. There were various wires stren across the room, each one attached to a strange coffin-like device. Dull thuds came from the machines, echoing through the room. He would know what was in each of the metal coffins, thanks to his time with the Los Noches Mistress of Pain. While Shiroi may have been officially incharge of internal affairs regarding Arrancar, Myza had taken on the role of ensuring that Hollows of all stripes also understood that you did not cross the orders of Lord Kouhai.

Those who had thrown in their lot with the Escudo received the worst punishment out of all the creatures Myza dealt with. They would be trapped in the machines that Myza had scattered around Los Noches, put through unimaginable pain as their forms were dissolved, reishi particle by reishi particle, and changed into the power for the Los Noches lighting system. The only reason that they weren't screaming right now was because Myza always made sure to cut out their vocal cords before placing them in. After all, not even she liked hearing screams of agony all the time.

The next room was filled to the brim with bookshelves. Hundreds upon hundreds of books were scattered in the room, each page filled with a cramped, scrawling text. This room was actually somewhat of an inheritence from the previous Septima, Schultz Silverhult. Myza considered it a crime to dispose of the man's centuries of work, even if a vast majority of what he had recorded was pointless drivel as far as she was concerned. And true, the only time she had actually spoken with the Septima had devolved into violence of a sort when he tried to manipulate her beliefs. But the man had been brilliant, a golden example of the Chosen People, even if his pride was a bit misplaced at times. So Myza had kept this room in the exact condition that its previous owner had it in, and had even spent a great deal of time reading through some of the books herself. It seemed the least she could do to pay her respects to the man.

Carch's question would come in this room, prompting the Septima to stop for a moment. "Mmmm, yes. I supposse I am a tad bit peckish, my dear. So I do believe that I will be joining you for your meal." She walked back over to him after that, leaning down a bit to give him a quick kiss on his forehead. "Thank you for showing that little bit of concern for me there, my dear." She would smile at him again after that, then continue walking.

The last room before they actually reached the Los Noches Hallways would be one more than a bit familiar to Carcharais. It was the room she had set aside for the Adjuchas who had earned her favor, who seemed promising in their ascent to Arrancardom. Not too long ago, Carch had been among their number himself. There was a large pool of water to one side, and Carch would see a slight ripple as a pair of crocodilian eyes came up, watching him carefully. That would be Miralani, a crocodile-like Adjuchas who was honestly somewhat of a pervert. She had to be disciplined more than a few times by Myza when the Espada had caught her stealthily looking up under her dress, and still had several scars from the beatings that had happened.

Then he would hear a whispering in his ear. "Ah, earning Misress Synderfell's favor I see. Must make you so proud, oui oui?" He would know that the voice belonged to a jackal-like Adjuchas named Noir. He was a tricky one, to be sure. There wasn't much power to him, but he was smart, and had a knack for throwing his voice and figuring people out. He was actually the oldest Adjuchas in Myzaraphiston's favored group, even older than Myza by a handful of decades, and a damn good hunter despite his lack of power compared to the others.

As they walked by the water, Carch would suddenly feel his pants get tugged on, his forward movement stopped completely by a massive strength. Miralani had apparently sneaked in closer to the edge, her stealth beyond what even he could spot, and had grabbed a hold of his pants leg with her teeth. She was looking directly at him, and appeared to have as much of a blush as a crocodile could possess. "Hi Carch....." she said, her teeth still gripped on his pants as she spoke. "I didn't know you'd actually be this handsome when you became a part of the Chosen People.... Come in for a swim with little Mira for old times sakes, hmmm? I'd like to have the chance to...." She eye'd him up and down quickly, the slightest gleam of lust in her eyes "See how that body of yours is working out for you."

[Carcharais Zralok Synderfell]

Walking through Myza's lab made Carch a bit unsettled. He didn't feel unsettled because he was disgusted or scared. He wanted to rip open the machines. He felt them diminishing and wanted to suck every last bit of them dry. He wanted to bathe in their blood and lick his fingers afterwards. visions flooded through him about him how much fun it would be had he been allowed to do it. Carcharais enjoyed the thought of these vermin being taken care of, however being around them just made him hungrier. He remained quiet about his hunger to Myza, he wasn't going to bother her about it since they had been on their way to fix the situation anyways.

As they passed through the room with the bookshelves Carch thought to himself how he had never been in this room for very long amounts of time. Carch didn't like to waste his time with books. He would rather go out and learn things from experience or hear/say. They were very unappealing to him so he didn't look around the room much. Then she stopped at his question. He grinned learning he would be feeding along side her. When she turned and walked towards him Carch would slightly tilt his head. He hadn't known what she was going to do. Then she kissed him on the cheek. Carcharais beady eyes widened in surprise. Then he snapped into reality and smiled at her when she spoke. "Your well being is always important to me."

He followed her into the final room. This room brought him a lot of memories. He had feasted upon so many souls in here. He glanced over to meet Miralani's gazing stare. She was always causing some trouble for herself with the Mistress. Carch had never tried to disrespect Myza in such a manor. He had almost forgotten about Noir's existence entirely until he heard his voice whispering into his ear. "Careful Noir, I have a rather large appetite. Might not want to provoke me. Just because you're old doesn't mean you're expired meat." Carcharais was getting grumpy now because of his hunger. He needed to feed and it was getting to be that time.

Carch followed her to the water. When he felt the tug he knew who it was. Not because he could detect her, but just because he expected such a behavior from Miralani. "Miralani I would love nothing more than to show you an even better time than you've ever had but seeing as I haven't eaten in so long I think I'd consume you in the heat of the moment." Carch spoke bluntly. The hunger he had wasn't something that could be taken lightly. "If you are ever chosen, then come and see me. But until then Miralani let's just say I'm in a different league."

Now that he had thought about it he wanted to know just how great this body of his was. He now stood upright instead of swimming vertically through the water. He also had legs and arms. All these things were very enjoyable to him, but he wanted to know just how special this body of his was. After he had done his business and made his appearances he would find these things out. And perhaps he would go binge on some humans while he was at it. He was going to need to find ways to keep leftovers fresh so he could eat at all hours of the day and not need to worry about his food spoiling.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Mira would let out a squeal of joy at Carch's response, letting go of his pant leg. "Right then, of course. Wouldn't want you to eat me out in that way, you handsome Shark you." It didn't seem possible, but the crocodilian Adjuchas seemed to be blushing even deeper now, and she quickly submerged herself under the water fully, essentially retreating away.

Carch would feel a hand placed on his shoulder, and an absolutely massive spiritual pressure would suddenly close in around him. Apparently his Espada didn't approve of his statement. "I will not say I disapprove, Carcharais. But if I ever catch you performing that... That disgusting act anywhere within my domain...." Myza's voice was calm, eerily so as she left the threat open-ended. After all, it was far more effective to let the other individual think about all the myriad possibilities for punishment rather than to spell things out for them. "Now then... Let us continue."

After issuing her warning, the Septima would continue walking, leading Carcharais into the halls of Los Noches itself. They would be walking quite some time, and Carch would notice quite a few of the other Arrancar who were out and about on the lower floors giving the two of them a wide berth. A pair of male Arrancar got less out of the way than others, and appeared to be whispering to each other. If Carch was listening carefully, he would hear what they were saying.

"Tch. I heard that Synderfell bitch is actually a traitor to Kouhai. Heard from someone that the reason she keeps goin' to the Shinigami's world is to rut with some guy named Hibiki, and wants to help them dispose of Kouhai."

"Really? I heard that she used to sleep with the Primera when she was his Fraccion, and she only became an Espada because he didn't want her anymore...."

[Carcharais Zralok Synderfell]

Carh gave a smirk to Miralani's reaction. It was a typical response from her. There was no filter on her mouth when it came to these kinds of situations. As he turned to resume walking Myza placed her hand on his shoulder. The spiritual pressure that came in around him sucked out all the air. He knew that Mother wasn't happy about is conversation with Miralani. Carch would not meet her eyes, he was terrified and embarrassed. She may have said she disapproved but she still didn't like it. "Yes, Mother. I would never defile such a sacred place."

Myza continued on her route to the destination and Carch followed her. His stomach growled once more. He was going to need to get some food and it was going to need to be very quickly or else there was going to be some bad series of events. When they entered the halls of Las Noches Carch looked around at the arrancar. Or as Myza liked to call them, the chosen people. The shark watched as two of them moved further away from the rest of the arrancar and began to whisper. He listened in because he was curious as to what they didn't want others to hear.

Carcharais opened his eyes wide at what they said. He couldn't believe that they were bad mouthing the septima espada. Carcharais rushed over to them. He had his swordchucks in his hands now. He hurried to them and slung the Swordchucks with each hand letting them fly from his hands. He kept a loose hold onto the chain with each hand as the swordchucks would wrap around their necks. His swordchucks had an abnormally long chain length so he could use them for mid range, but the chain could also be linked so it was like real nunchucks. Carch was bearing his teeth and growling in anger. "What the fuck did you just say? I don't believe mother heard you." He was ready to eat and these two were looking more appetizing by the minute. Carch only needed to pull back on the chain with his hands and their throats would be slit. The only reason he hadn't already bit into them was because he didn't know if Myza approved.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

"Carcharais." She didn't raise her voice, change her tone, didn't even so much as look in his direction as he pinned the other two Arrancar down. She simply kept walking, as if she didn't even care about them. Carch would almost certainly understand the implication: You will follow me, and leave them alone.

It may have confused him why she would let such an affront to herself stand, but the real question was if he would disobey her in this regard. He may have been her child, but that didn't mean that she wouldn't discipline him if the situation required it. And he would know better than others that Myza was not a woman you wanted disciplining you. She, if nothing else, knew how to make you remember a punishment for the rest of your life.

[Carcharais Zralok Synderfell]

Carcharais tightened his grip slightly on the chain. Hearing Myza only say his name and continue walkingg to where they were headed. Carcharais wanted to rip them to shreds. He wanted to paint the walls with their blood and devour them. His hunger was beating in his stomach. It took every thing in him not to yank the chain and slice through their necks. He then let it slack and yanked the chain back to him after his blades were not wrapped around their necks. They would each be cut a little form this action but not a fatal slice. Carcharais then relinked his chain and secured them back on his body.

"Remember this, because I will." Was all the more he said to them. Then he turned his back to them and followed his mother. He had hoped that the food would be not too much farther that incident had his stomach in a frenzy. If Myza hadn't been present then they would surely have been his meal no questions asked. Myza's approval was the only thing that mattered to him since she had nurtured him and got him the power he now possessed. He had been losing points for his recent actions and now he felt like a puppy with it's tale between it's legs.

"Mother, I'm sorry for my actions. It is only because I hold you with such high regards." He was going to need to find a way to make up for this now that he had gone and done two things that she wasn't fond of. He needed to think of something but his head was clouding with hunger. He would think about it at a later time now wasn't going to help him with anything good. He focus on containing himself, by not doing anything else that would make her angry.

[Myzaraphiston Synderfell]

Myza chuckled some at Carch's apology, slowing down a bit so that her Fraccion could catch up to her. "Carcharais, dearie. You're worrying too much. You don't have to apologize for that. After all, you didn't kill them. Besides...."

The Septima turned one last corner, stepping into an often ignored portion of Los Noches: The medical facilities. Like most other places in Los Noches, it was large and spacious. There were Arrancar scuttling here and there, working to heal some mildly wounded individuals. "They forget where I hold more than a bit of sway." She would continue walking, eventually leading Carch to a room with a stern-faced Arrancar woman standing guard at the doorway. The woman would nod at Myza, stepping out of the way as she led her Fraccion inside.

Inside the room.... Well, had he been around many individuals other than Myza, it would have been shocking. The prime example was a long, drawn out set of organs splayed out over a wall. If the writing on the wall near each organ was to be believed, it was essentially an anatomical study of a Shinigami, and which places had the best responses to the application of pain. Though how someone had made such a life-like model of something that tended to disintegrate upon death was a question that may or may not have come to his mind. That is, until he saw the slight movement of the lungs and heart. That probably would be enough to dispel any questions about why they had such a life-like model.

However, they would not be stopping there. Myza would walk further along the room, towards one of the beds in here. Strapped on it was a ragged looking woman. She had probably been beautiful at one point. However, that time was now probably past her. Scars were criss-crossed over every part of her body that was visible, and it appeared that someone had seen fit to remove both her cheeks and her nose. One eye had been gouged out, and it seemed that every single tooth had been pulled out of her head as well. Myza waved a hand towards the woman, indicating that her Fraccion could proceed with her as he wished.

[Carcharais Zralok Synderfell]

Carcharais walked through the rooms listening to Myza as she told him not to worry. She said at least he hadn't killed them. This worried him slightly because he was after all on the verge of doing so. Had she not been around he would have devoured them like shrimp and consumed every last bit of them. All the arrancar rushing around doing medical things. When Carch saw this he didn't think about what they were doing all he thought about was the blood and the pain. He was gathering saliva like an ocean in his mouth. He wanted to taste it. His pupils even dilated just from the rush of the thought.

Carch tensed up and suppressed the feeling briefly he knew they had to be close. Leaving the room going to the next was a great plan so he followed Myza into the next room passing the guard not even noticing her because he was going to jump on the next thing he me met eyes with. When they entered the room with the organs Carcharais was in a different state of mind and couldn't even begin to fathom what Myza had been doing with them or their purpose. He merely wanted to eat and the pulsing organs made his jaw open. Then he saw Myza fo further to approach a bed with a woman laying on it. The wave of the hand was it. He knew what this meant. Carch widened his open mouth and grabbed her by the neck.

He was so hungry he just wanted a bite to take the edge off before he enjoyed it fully. He pulled her slightly up by the neck not raising her head up off the table but just moving her closer to his mouth as he shot in closer. His mouth clamped over her chin and he bit down tearing off her toothless jaw. It was the tongue he was after. And in that bite he had managed to get most of it. Pulling his head up as he chewed through the flesh and tore the rest of his bite from his victim. If she was conscious she would be screaming in pain. This was something that would please Carchrais even further. The tongue exploded in a gush of blood and muscle. He loved it. Her gums had been soft and mushy so this was a new way to eat them for him. Something he didn't mind even though he did like crushing inferior teeth between his own.

He looked to Myza, his mouth now coated in blood and he continued to chew for a moment savoring the first bite. "Such a delicious treat. Thank you, Mother." He then reached down and twisted his fingers around her eye and yanked it out. The slimey eye was like a sac of water coated in sticky oily flesh. He reached out his arm handing it to her. This was his way of saying thank you and join him. If he took it he would then for a leg. Killing the victim right away wasn't any fun so he was going to work his way to the vital areas and chew up some of her bones. His eyes ere fully black from dilation and he was in a beastly mind set. There was nothing else in the world right now. Just his meal and Myza if she did chose to join him.