Rescue Party!

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

When the smoke cleared there was nothing, only two men standing, the girl was gone. The one Quincy was burnt to a crisp. The smell of his decay cast a heavy aroma in the air. A smell as foul as the darkened scenery of the place. The plastered white walls had been reduced to a smoldering black decay. It was ugly and reeked of fire, ah how Aevus wanted to leave this place. Leave behind that disastrous smell of death by fire. Two Quincy stood side by side, revealing themselves to the Shinigami and the Demon.

One reminded him of the Demons unique four armed form while the other looked like a knight clad in armor. In a flash they moved faster than Aevus could even react but they wern’t coming for him. No they were coming for his superior yet she seemingly moved on the fly, performing that strong shunpo technique yet again. Almost yet again sending Aevus reeling backwards yet he would activate advanced air ground in reaction the instant she had used it and had only skid faintly across the stone floor.

Another attack from his superior laid destruction to the area around the Quincy breeding forth that ugly gray smoke blotched out the very sight of his superior but also the Quincy. She was on a whole different level than him, what could he possibly do in this situation? Aevus held tightly against his blade, taping the handle and the moment the smoke cleared he watched as the Demon dashed forth into the fray.

With that stubborn resolve of his and a new set of arms to back him up. It didn’t come to a surprise to him when he decided to attack the four armed Quincy.‘Are they even human?’ Aevus would question these Quinces very humanity as they blindly set themselves upon them. Their forms confused him as was there reason they were fighting. To die for one man, a man they ignorantly called god how sad....

It was instant but he aimed true, using Shunpo to aim directly towards the armored Quincy rather than the other that the demon had decided to handle. He would not even flinch as he thrust his blade forward into the mans shoulder. His cold eyes were unwavering as he aimed for the joint in his armor. All armor had weak points and the obvious were in the joints. What he was doing was risky but hopefully it would buy time for his Superior to take him out of this fight.

advanced air ground/Shunpo 1715/1640

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Well it seemed that the three were going to give the two Quincy nearly everything that they had in order to defeat them. The female shinigami had been able to avoid the assault on her by the two Quincy however she hadn't been able to get away from their eyes completely for as she reappeared they knew immediately where she was. That though didn't matter for the shockwave gave just enough force that the Quincy were deadlocked for a fraction of a moment and left unable to attack her as she aimed her cannon. In the next moment the Quincy with four arms rolled to the side out of the oncoming attack.

In the next moment there was a large fiery explosion and the four armed Quicny wasn't sure if his ally had survived. It seemed they might have had better luck of defeating this scum while using their bow releases and not Vollstandig. Just as the four armed Quincy was about to charge towards the female and beat her to death the demon boy charged him by surprise. The fact that the smoke had blocked him from the Quincy's vision gave him the advantage for the moment. He was slammed against the wall of the hallway and could feel the incredible heat that the demon wore on his body like skin.

Going back to the Quincy that was clad in emerald green armor. Suddenly as the smoke cleared the man was there standing his armor heavily burnt and sections now black from the intensity of the fire. "You're going to regret that BITCH!" just like that though suddenly the black haired shinigami male appeared in front of him with his zanpkauto held forwards. The Quincy saw the shinigami and flexed his muscles in order to block the piercing effects of the blade. However, the man overestimated his own strength and the zanpkauto of the shinigami penetrated into the flesh of his left shoulder. The Quincy let out a short yelp of pain and then looked down at the man.

His left arm moving up at incredible speed his grasp reaching around the face of the shinigami. The dark haired man was now in his grasp and just like that the emerald knight started to squeeze. The shinigami would feel as if his head was being crushed between two colliding walls. It lasted for a few moments and then just like that the emerald knight lifted the man off the ground and threw him at the wall which would cause the actual wall to crack and cave in slight. No doubt that the shinigami male would have a few fractured bones from the throw and his skull would most likely be fractured as well.

Turning to the female shinigami the emerald knight rushed towards her moving at full speed. The green long sword in his right hand suddenly moving upwards and then down upon her. The Quincy was giving everything he had to overpower her and cut clean through her for payback against her explosive fire. As the emerald knight had been dealing with the male shinigami the four armed Quincy had turned his head to starred directly into the eyes of the demon. He could feel the fire burning his flesh and the impact of this demon's punches over and over again on his chest which was causing him incredible pain. Yet just as the emerald knight had turned the tables so did the four armed Quincy.

Suddenly the demon's lower arms stopped moving backwards to repeat his onslaught of punches. That was because they were now caught by the wrist by the lower hands of the Quincy. Immediately after that the Quincy's upper arms moved back and grabbed the head of the demon pulling it forwards as he bashed his head into the skull at full strength. The Quincy had crushed his wind pipe and was choking now but as he did he grabbed the shoulders of the demon picking him up off the ground and with a swift turn bashed him against the wall that he had been pinned against.

[Hotaru Kuchiki-Masurao]

Hotaru threw the grenade, hoping that she would be able to at least hit one of the Quincy. If she hit both of them, it would be amazing, but with the luck she was having, she assumed that it wouldn't work like that. Of course, it didn't. After she threw it, she was now on the ground, trying to figure out the next best course of action. She needed these Quincy to get defeated as quickly as possible. She knew Jak was fading fast and she needed both of them to get all of the prisoners out of here safely. Right before the grenade hit, she noticed that one Quincy was gone, she assumed that it stepped away or rolled away.

She cursed herself, but she was now thinking on what to do next. The explosion caused a lot of smoke to appear and Hotaru was trying her best to see where they were. She was getting into her defensive stance, readying herself for another onslaught, when she noticed Jak going in for the attack. Right when he did that, she saw Aevus run at the now visible emerald clad knight. She looked in amazement at Aevus for not releasing his power against them. Just from the show of their speed, she would've released. She didn't know much about this level of a Quincy release, but it was obviously potent. He was an idiot for not releasing.

Hotaru takes a breath and runs at the knight. "Aevus-chan! You need to release your Shikai to do damage to these Quincy. You will not land good enough hits to wound with your sealed zanpaktou." She heard the knight call her a bitch, but she just ignored it. She was running quickly at this Quincy, letting her sword spin in front of her, creating a cone. She saw what he was doing to Aevus and she knew she had to hurry. "Aevus-chan, move!" She would yell this if the knight didn't already throw him. Once she was ten feet away, she yelled, "Doragonburesu!" She ignited the liquid that she was spinning in front of her, adding liquid to the cone from her cannon and lighting that as well. The knight would see a huge fire cone coming at him. After she released the attack, she would run back a few feet to stay away from the blast.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1950/3000, -100 for Doragonburesu, Shikai 3/9

[Jak Halcom]

Jak felt his hands stopped by the hands of the Quincy Warrior. He was strong. Strong enough to stop his fists cold if not stronger than that. The Quincy would feel his hands burning, as he held the demon's arms at bay. The Quincy warrior suddenly turned the tables on the demon as he grabbed the demon's head to head butt him hard, but that move proved to cause more harm than good for the Quincy. He crushed his own wind pipe on the demon's arm when their heads collided. The quincy still managed to slam the demon into the wall pinning Jak to the wall all the while being burned by the mere contact with Jaks body.

Jak's ears were ringing from the impact of the Quincy's head butt. His skin split open at the point of contact and blood flowed down his face at a steady rate. Jak's head was pushed back then slammed forward as he was slammed against the wall. Jak noticed the Quincy's labored breathing slowly become worse and worse as he can no longer breathe. This was his chance. Jak brought his knees up into the Quincy one right after another creating space between them with each impact. When there was enough space Jak pushed with his lower arms freeing his upper arms. Jak forced the two sets of blades down into the quincy's torso from the collar bones. He then focused his flames from his body into his arms roasting him from the inside out. Jak tossed the dead or dying body of the quincy away as he made his way to the knight.

The knight had his back to the demon who took the opportunity to charge in reigniting his body. He would jump onto the knights back wrapping his legs and lower set of arms around the waist, and torso of the green knight Quincy. No doubt the Quincy would by tossing and bucking to get the half demon off his back. As Jak held on with all his strength, he slashed at the Quincy with his bladed arms. Even he knew that he couldn't do much from this position, but was sure that he could at lease give the two shinigami time to do something to kill the Quincy.

Saisei Oni 2/4

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

"Whisper Softly....Umbra" Aevus’s dull cold blue eyes would emanate a cyanic bioluminescent Reiatsu as he murmured those set of word thusly from his very lips. His black hair would also faintly change, evoking a dark sapphire undertone. His blade would take on a whole new appearance. A long silver chain faltered forth from the pommel of his Zanpakuto fluttering freely behind him, a jagged end reminiscent of a wolf’s tooth. The handle would shift to a wolf seemingly howling up the blades slightly longer length as if the the dark marking were its very breath in the cold of winter. The dark runic designs leaked forth silver Reiatsu as he would tether the this quincy to himself with a Mark of Fate.

Aevus had no time to react as he was sent flying backwards from the force of the Quincy.A thin translucent chain would cling to the wound of the quincy as he was sent backwards, connecting to the pale faced reapers very heart. His head reeling from being crushed, he had found himself half-conscious yet he would need to act act swiftly in order to save himself from further harm. Rolling in midair yet still in a slight daze the man would slide his right hand over the back of his neck, marking himself with his own Reiatsu in the process thus causing the mark of fate to also appear on the back of the Quincy's neck.

Appearing on the shoulders of the Quincy using Libatis umbraculum Aevus huddled over him, his sandled feet plastered on him. He would wrap the silver chain around the mans very neck holding the end with his right hand while he held the blade to the mans neck with his left. A lazy expression painted his face as he began to speak. "Surrender." Aevus wouldn’t say it a second time, another of his abilities had already been in place as he spoke to the Quincy, utilizing Fatum to delay his senses by two seconds.

Aevus knew for a fact that the Quincy was indeed much faster than him but he would give him no window to react if he could help it, Aevus would remain completely in control. If and Aevus was certain that the Quincy would retaliate with a sluggish movement from the delayed effects of his very technique for the Quncies senses would only just be catching up to him. Aevus would appear before the Quincy using Libatis umbraculum, separating the mans very arm from his body rendering him unable to ever use a bow again with but a single slash using the wounds from earlier as an entry point for his teleportation and using Fatalibus to send forth the effect of his attack ahead of him just in case.

A sigh fell from him as he set himself once again behind the man utilizing shunpo to save Reiatsu, standing back to back to the man. "Slow..." If he didn’t surrender the Quincy would find himself cut by the reaper behind the knee with a single decisive slash, Utilizing fatum to delay the Quinces senses but also sending his effect ahead of himself to make sure the man couldn’t react to his attacks yet again. Potentially causing the man to fall on his knees in which case he would appear before him yet again with shunpo, raising the mans jaw with his silver blade. His glowing blue eyes gazing down upon him like he was nothing but in actuality he pitied the Quincy."It's pointless."He whispered and he hoped this man would stay down, yet if he didn't well.. he would let his Zanpakuto decide his fate.

Libatis umbraculum (2) shunpo(2) Fatum (2) Fatalibus (2) Fatalis catena (1) Mark of Fate (2) Shikai 1640/290

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

The half demon seemed to put up a fight worthy of a true warrior of old as he fought the four armed Quincy. The Quincy was attempting to fight back against the fire covered demon yet the pain that the flames caused him was causing him to actually move slower. His body was starting to turn black from the burns and now it seemed that the blacks of the demon were inside of his body. Just as the fire moved into his body and began to burn him from the inside out the Quincy made one last attempt to finish the half demon. All four of his arms moved with the remaining will of his life smashing into the ribs of the demon. After that his body was gone and the only legacy was the fact that the demon now had a few broken ribs and nearly all that weren't broken were fractured.

The knight was the only Quincy remaining now and his focus was on the female shinigami that had burnt him only a few moments ago. That was when he felt the weight of the half demon along with the sensation of his fire on his back. He had just tossed the male shinigami away and now it seemed he was the main target. "FUCK YOU ALL!" as he screamed the demon boy brought down his blades and the female shinigami was charging at him. All of a sudden the bladed hands of the demon would be halted by the flexed chest of the Quincy and then grabbed by the wrists. It would seem then as if the demon was being fired from a gun with how swift the air moved over him. The Quincy was moving at full speed right towards the female shinigami and just as her technique was channeling the Quincy bashing the body of the half demon against her from the left.

The force that the demon had been used against the shinigami would send her flying through the air and against the wall of the hallway. It would crack the wall itself from the remaining force after the strike. Right after that the Quincy spun around and threw the demon at the wall right next to where the female shinigami would be. Just then as the Quincy was ready to charge in on the both of them and deliver physical blows that would render their bones to dust his arm was severed from his body. It was strange and then the Quincy heard the voice of the dark haired shiniagmi. He was telling him to surrender and he could tell that he was behind him. "FUCK YOU FAGGET!" Just like that the Quincy was moving his hands up to grab the chain around his neck.

In the next moment though he felt the control in his legs leave him and he fell to the ground. He didn't scream in pain for his was a warrior, but then as the dark haired shinigami moved in front of him the Quincy sneered and starred up in hate. The zanpakuto was being used to lift his chin like he was some dog begging at the feet of a master. "FUCK YOU IT'S POINTLESS!" Just like that the Quincy moved upwards at full speed actually causing the zanpakuto to pierce through his throat which he knew would inevitably lead to his death. As he did this though he rose to the shinigami and punched the man below his ribs. The shinigami would feel as if the insides of his body were being destroyed by the single punch. In all reality though he should be thankful for the full strength of the Quincy was gone. Instead of having a punch dealt straight through his chest he would suffer a few ruptured organs and internal bleeding that would need to be taken care of by squad four. "The only thing pointless is your race and how you all fight to survive against our might. . . long . .live . the . . EMPEROR!" just as he screamed the name of their god the Quincy died and his form returned to that of the normal man.

[Hotaru Kuchiki-Masurao]

Hotaru was getting ready to release her fire attack on this quincy when something happened that she didn't even plan on happening. She hadn't paid attention to the other quincy, since she was fighting one of her own. It seemed that Jak was able to defeat the quincy he was dealing with and had jumped on the knight quincy. Right before she let her fire breath go, however, the knight had grabbed Jak by the wrist and threw him into her. So, when Jak hit her on the left side, it was a hard hit and left her flying towards a wall.

Since she was moving pretty quick, she could only think of one technique that she could use that might stop her from hitting the wall and injuring her worse. She concentrated reiatsu into her hand to create an air ground and she smashed into that instead of the wall. She then created one under her so she could stand. She hit the air ground hard, briefly knocking the wind out of her and giving a nice bruise on her right arm. Once she hit it, she slumped down on the other air ground. She took a few seconds to try to catch her breath again while she watched what was going on.

It seemed that Aevus took his advice and had released his Shikai. She watched his power and it was indeed interesting. She would have to ask about it later. She watched as Aevus was able to finally bring the quincy down, but not without injury. Once the quincy had fallen, Hotaru took and breath and released the air grounds, landing shakily on her legs. She went to Jak first, since he was the closest to her. She walked over and she knew that he had to have some kind of rib injury. She checked his pulse to make sure he was still breathing, which he was and she was thankful for. She patted his face and asked quietly, "Are you alright, Jak-san? Since you're injured badly, I'm not going to force you to keep going with me to the prison. I leave that option to you. But, I'm heading that way and will tell the prisoners to come this way to get released."

After Jak would answer, she would quickly walk over to Aevus. It seemed that he got hurt pretty badly as well. She hated that this happened, but she never thought that the quincy could do something like that. The power they had at the end was incredible. While she walked over to Aevus, however, she saw ashes and figured that that must be the other quincy. Jak did good against him. She knelt down by Aevus, making sure that he was still breathing by checking his pulse. She gently touched his face to get his attention as well.

"Aevus-chan, I'm going on ahead to release the prisoners. If you're too hurt, stay here and I'll be right back to help you. Either way, I'll be telling the freed prisoners to head this way so we can get them out. Don't push yourself too hard, you don't need to injured worse than you already are. I leave what you do next up to you." She then stood up and looked towards the open doors of the prison. They had finally reached the prisoners and their mission was almost over. She ran as fast as she could and by the time she got to the prison proper, she was holding her left side.

Jak must've hit her harder than she thought, since her left side was completely sore and her right arm was hurting pretty bad too. She didn't take the time to even look at how the prison was, she just went around and started freeing all of the prisoners. The prisoners that were quincy, she asked them about her lost love and none of them seemed to know anything about him. She told all of them to head to that hallway where Jak and Aevus could be and they quickly ran towards it. Once the room was empty, she took a breath, but then felt something.

There was one person left as a prisoner here. She thought that she had gotten everyone out, but obviously didn't. She looked around and all the cells around her were open. She had no idea where this person could be. It was then that she tried to focus on it and it clicked with her. This reiatsu was familiar to her. So familiar that she would be able to pick it out in her sleep. She started running full tilt towards the reiatsu signature. It explained a lot to her now, but the only thing she wanted to do right now was get to this person and try to talk.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1900/3000, -150 for Air Ground x2, Shikai 4/9

[Jak Halcom]

Jak continued to slash at the Quincy, but again he felt his arms stopped dead by the Quincy's strength. He felt himself lifted off the Quincy's back and tossed into Hotaru. He hit the wall hard upsetting his broken ribs. He growled in pain. His eyes were closed, so he did not see the other shinigami finish off the Quincy, though he could hear him clearly. He was annoying to say the least. Jak opened his eyes which blurred a little.

One Quincy was laying dead on the ground, and the other was nothing but a pile of ash. Jak managed to raise himself to his feet when Hotaru came to him. "Are you alright, Jak-san? Since you're injured badly, I'm not going to force you to keep going with me to the prison. I leave that option to you. But, I'm heading that way and will tell the prisoners to come this way to get released." Jak nodded that he was alright though he was in a lot of pain. He clutched his ribs with his hands watching her go to the other shinigami; who seemed hurt as well.

Jak decided to stay near the elevator and try to manage the small crowd. He was successful, though a few of the more rambunctious prisoners tried to push their way through to the front almost causing a stamped of escapees. Luckily though, Jak was able to push those people back even with his broken ribs. Once most of the prisoners were on their way out, Jak decided to return to the privious room to see what hotaru was up to.


Saisei Oni 3/4 

[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

Asmoskon lay on the prison bed starring up at the ceiling of the small room. His hands were behind his head and his left eye was the only one visible due to the right being covered by the eye patch he wore. Well in truth that wasn't true there was no eye to cover. Only the empty socket would be seen if the patch was to be removed so in truth even now when he was so far gone and ruthless it was kind to keep that sight from the eyes of most. That though would always cause problems in his life being that he traveled a lot so he liked to just eliminate the starring of others. He got enough of that by his appearance and tattoos as is.

He had been in the prison for the last few days yet while the Vandenreich believed that they had captured him successfully against his will the renegade had only put up a small fight in order to get himself on the inside. There was a reason that the horses on the outside of the prison were gone and would have been returning tonight. There was a General of the Vandenreich that was pretty old fashioned and would only travel on horse back if it was within the distance which it just so happened to be. So Asmoskon had allowed himself to be captured in order to get in the same room as the General. Now it seemed though that the prison had been attacked and there was no point in awaiting a General that would be prepared for battle if he even arrived now.

Asmoskon had been laying there over the last hour and while he had been being toyed with by the blonde Vandenreich that for some lewd reason acted as if she was in heat. Asmoskon had figured he could use her to his advantage or entertainment while he awaited the General and had been for the last few days that he'd been there. Tonight though he had heard the sound from above and knew that something was going on. Almost around the same time that he had heard the sounds he had smelt the scent of the sewers in the walls of the prison. Asmoskon then heard the sounds of combat while coming to the conclusion that his plan was now worthless. He had been about to kill off the Vandenreich girl knowing that even at her age she was lost to the lies of the blind old man. However, she had gotten annoyed with the sounds and went to solve them so she could return.

Asmoskon had been listening to the words of those that entered into the prison when they arrived down on the level and the scent of everything. The three male Vandenreich that were all drenched in sweat just made Asmoskon angry and caused him to struggle against simply shooting from through the walls. He smelt the scent of fire and blood along with the lewdness of the female Vandenreich that and the horrible smell of the sewers. From everything going on Asmoskon was trying his best to listen while the other prisoners all screamed for help. There were Shinigami, humans, Quincy so many of them yet all of them were in cells together each at least holding seven. Asmoskon was in his own for the specific reason of him being the high priority prisoner.

Three voices he could hear, one of which he held no knowledge of yet could tell it belonged to a male. The other two he had he knew personality. "Well the demon boy is alive . . maybe he's not as dumb as I thought." Asmoskon's face was in an angry, stern and irritated expression though for the last voice belonged to the girl that he had pledged himself to only to have everything turned on him by the whore. He listened to the battle that ensued taking note that the Vandenreich girl was pulled away by the scent of rat. The three male Quincy were pitiful in the battle so weak it was a wonder how they believed to have captured him.

Asmoskon hadn't been sure if the Hotaru he smelled and hearing was in truth the actual Shinigami. He had been plagued by her in his mind since his confrontation with Anarchy and even while he was in this prison she had been haunting him. It had prove more interesting though as she compared herself to the Vandenreich Quincy and spoke of how low Asmoskon had fallen that he would allow himself to bed with someone he persecuted for their choices that he felt were wrong. Asmoskon had thought that over and then simply pushed the negative thought aside for right now he was in control of his haunting he was turning the tables on doing a Vandenreich over his former love.

The battle was over now and the Quincy all dead . . failures to the name even by what little Vandenreich held in Asmoskon's eyes. The ceils were being opened by the betrayer and Asmoskon unsure if he was still imagining it all felt it was time to destroy the this inner darkness within himself. As Hotaru had rushed down the hallway just realizing that Asmoskon's reiatsu was in the back four crimson arrows pierced through the ceil hitting the other ceil door. It would happen faster then any of the other arrows had traveled while they were here and then just like that the ceil door fell forwards into the hallway. After a few moments the figure of the tall black clothed Quincy stepped forth from the ceil his hands in his pants pockets.

He then slowly turned towards the elevator his left eye looking right past Hotaru to the elevator itself. It would actually be possible to see his eye move slightly yet it didn’t look at Hotaru, but the dark haired Shinigami and the half demon. “Strange I would have figured the two of them alone wouldn’t be enough to take down the entire prison. That Shinigami must have some type of zanpakuto even if it was against pathetic Vandenreich like those three.” Asmoskon was actually ignoring the presence of the real Hotaru by believing that the one that stood only a few feet from him was his mind once again haunting him.

Asmoskon began to walk down the hallway and as he did that blood began to seep out from behind the ceil door that his arrows had pierced into. It seemed like whatever prisoner was on the other side had been hit by those arrows and was either bleeding to death or was already dead. Asmoskon paid it no attention as he continued to walk actually moving past Hotaru without a single glance in her direction. His face was just stern and serious with nothing displaying the old him that she would recall he was a completely different person.

Remaining Reiatsu: 1460/1000
Quincy Cross: +500
Class 7 Arrows: -40

[Hotaru Kuchiki-Masurao]

Hotaru was running towards the back, honing in on Asmoskon's reiatsu. She got close to the back and saw crimson arrows pierce the cell door. Four arrows were in all four corners of the door and that's when Hotaru saw the man that she had been looking for for the past six months. His hands were in his pockets and she took in everything that she was seeing. He was definitely completely different than what he was before. She noticed his eye patch and was expecting to see it on his face. But, she had no idea how big it would actually be. Even his hair was different.

She just looked at him wide eyed. She assumed from what he was wearing now that he completely stopped wearing his school uniform. She could see the scar a little bit under his jacket. He turned to face them and that's when she saw the difference in his eyes. She didn't see the honest, loving man that she fell in love with. All that was left was a seriousness and sternness that wasn't there before. She tried to put her face in front of his vision, but he just looked over her towards the people behind her, which could only be Jak and Aevus.

He slowly started to walk towards her and she saw the tattoos on his arms and how much he had grown and his physique was much more developed. She thought about everything that had happened. He left, making the scar that now adorned his chest. He was so lost, but it seemed like he found an outlet for the hurt and anger he felt. She could tell from his actions that he really didn't care about what others thought of him. He was now pretty much set in his new ways, or at least that's what she got from him. But why didn't he look at her?

All of the thinking took a few seconds and Hotaru was fighting back tears. She had finally found him! She found him and he didn't care. He completely ignored her. She deserved it, she knew, but it still hurt. She was clenching her fists by her side, standing there, staring at the man that was the love of her life. She glanced over and noticed that the door was bleeding. So, Asmo just killed that person with no second thought? He definitely was different. Before, he never would've done anything like that. It seemed like that kind of honor was gone now.

He was now right next to her. Her teary eyes looked at him and threatened to spill over. He just continued walking. She was not going to let it go down like this. She quickly grabbed his left arm and pulled him slightly, getting right in front of him. She kept hold of his arm, staring at him straight in the face. She wasn't going to let him just walk away from her like this. "Asmoskon...sniff. I can't believe I finally found you. After six months of searching for you, I actually found you. Please, listen to me. I need to talk with you. I need to explain things. Please, my love." Her free hand touched his face, while still grabbing his arm, starting to cry in front of him. She just wanted him to listen.

[Jak Halcom]

Jak recognized the man that had tried to kill him immediately. While he was in his Saisei Oni form, he may not be the wisest people on the planet, but he still knew who was considered an enemy. His broken, and fractured ribs screamed in protest, as well as his soar, achy muscles when he started walking briskly down the hall to the couple. Jak's eyes were locked on the Quincy. He ignored the other shinigami and most of the prisoners.

His rage was out of control. The flames covering his body flared burning a bright red with active hate. His fists were clenched ready to slam his fist in the Quincy's face. Now he knew the name of that bastard. Now he had no problems killing him if anything was holding him back before. His pace started to quicken which caused a few straggling prisoners to turn. They saw the demon boy charging, if not slowly, at them clearly wanting to fight.

It took five men to restrain the half demon even when he was that worn out. They suffered some burns off course, but most of the flames were for show. There was little heat irradiating from the man's body. He did not have the energy to sustain it. "ASMOSKON!!" He roared down the hall trying to throw the other prisoners off him. More prisoners piled on top of the demon trying to wear him down as well as calm the large man.

While in this form, his anger is out of control. It takes little for his anger to flare like a ranging inferno. He will not be calmed down until he either revert back to his normal form where he is able to think a little more rational, but even then it isn't always the case. Once can hear the savageness in his voice. It was clear that he wanted that man dead even though he knew that he was not in the condition to fight any more battles any time soon.

[☾ Aevus | Umbra ☽]

"The only thing pointless is your race and how you all fight to survive against our might. . . long . .live . the . . EMPEROR!"

The look in that Quinces eyes would be burned into his very memory, it was the look of utter dedication and devotion. After everything Aevus had not killed, this Quincy had determined his own fate. Aevus would never again question that devotion, that determined resolve of these ignorant brainwashed Vanreich. It startled Aevus dearly so and with that wide eyed expression of his would come forth a blow to the rib. immediately coughing up blood Aevus would fall to the ground, his entire chest literally aching from that single punch.

Laying there he would close his eyes for a moment, resting himself and trying his best to ignore the pain. That was until he felt the touch of his superior and he would gaze upon her with that lazy expression of his. It wasn’t a slap this time though, no it was one of affection. After all this he could really use a cat nap and he truly knew he would need to rest these wounds for a few days. Thankfully an entire squad was dedicated to the healing of injured fools like him. You can’t go wrong with free health-care.

"Aevus-chan, I'm going on ahead to release the prisoners. If you're too hurt, stay here and I'll be right back to help you. Either way, I'll be telling the freed prisoners to head this way so we can get them out. Don't push yourself too hard, you don't need to injured worse than you already are. I leave what you do next up to you."

Aevus would mark her as she touched his cheek just to keep an eye on her while she freed the prisoners. It wasn’t like he didn’t trust her or anything but well he just wanted to make sure she was safe. He gave her a single glance one that would signal to her that he would be alright. He didn’t really want to move right now anyway. That Quincy had delivered quite a mighty blow in the end, clearly he had underestimated him.Through her eyes he watched as his superior freed the prisoners. It was quite an experience gazing through another, seeing how they viewed the world around them in a sense.

It would only take a few seconds and the hall would be booming with confused and excited men and woman who were freed from these walls. What were these Quincy keeping prisoners for anyway? Was it to get information? Possibly through torture or was it a means of converting others to their way of thinking? Possibly a prison created solely for brainwashing. Yet how much would one need to be tortured to be forced into that state of mindless devotion to a false god of an emperor?

Aevus didn't know the answer to that question and he would continue to want to keep it that way. For the very thought of turning out like that dead Quincy frightened him, It was a fate truly worse than death. Aevus would lean himself against a wall, his eyes drifting to the ground. Spotting only the feet of those that he helped free. It was than that he had heard the voice of another, presented in a rather stern manner.

“Strange I would have figured the two of them alone wouldn’t be enough to take down the entire prison. That Shinigami must have some type of Zanpakuto even if it was against pathetic Vandenreich like those three.”

Aevus's gaze would trail to the one eyed man, his eyes still emitting that cyanic light. He didn’t speak but he felt a faint uneasiness coming from the man. He couldn’t describe it but there was a new tension in the air. Through her eyes he noted that this Quincy had just killed someone. But the actions of his superior differed from one seeking justice yet instead something different entirely. As she spoke it became rather apparent, this was where her focus came from. She came for the man she loved and she was completely shunned.

"ASMOSKON!!"

Aevus held forth his blade as the demon spoke up. Obvious signs that he too had came here to enact a vendetta against this Quincy. Just who was this man? Aevus was in no condition to be moving about but he felt he had to do something yet to stop the demon even after he had been injured so would truly be a difficult task. Aevus would seemingly disappear from sight. As he cast all of speed to dart over to the demon. Appearing almost instantly he stood the length of his long blade held outward at his side, his long black robes faintly fluttering from his movement. Acting as a way to stop the rampaging demons advances he would attempt to slice the side of the demons left ankle potentially tripping him and marking him the process. It took everything Aevus had to keep standing his breathing heavy as he spoke, hopefully the Demon had stopped in his rampage. "I don't know what kind of vendetta you have but you'll only get yourself killed, Demon." He stared into the demons eyes with his own glowing pair yet as he did so he would recognize something sheltered in those irises of his, it was the look of one seeking vengeance.

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[✠Asmoskon Masurao✠]

He continued to walk right towards the elevator he was no longer in a content attitude. He was now rather irritated and pissed off. The last few days had been an utter waste all because of these two that attacked the prison. He should kill the both of them now so that they wouldn’t get in his way in the future, but Asmoskon wasn’t even at a point where that would please him. It seemed the image of Hotaru was once again already haunting him yet this one was different the all of the other times. It was a look of sorrow not one of aggression and anger. This wasn’t making sense this had never happened before. Asmoskon wasn’t going to give that illusion the satisfaction of making him react so he kept walking.

That was when the touch of Hotaru made contact and Asmoskon stopped for a moment. It wasn’t the first time the illusion touched him yet this one again wasn’t aggressive or hurting him. It moved in front of him and was crying and that’s when it spoke about finally finding him after so long. Asmoskon’s left eye narrowed at this realization and in the next moment a loud clash was heard throughout the hallway. Asmoskon had raised his right hand and smacked Hotaru’s arm away from him while he starred at her with hate and scorn in his eye. “So you’re the real one. I believe I made it clear that you’re no longer important to me. I was never important to you so leave now or else I’ll kill you like the rest of your disloyal, lying, breed.”

Asmoskon began to walk again bumping his left should into Hotaru and pushing past her without looking at her again. The demon had screamed his name and had been charging towards him only for the dark haired shinigami to use shunpo. Asmoskon was faster then him and even with shunpo had been able to see the movement just enough to know what had happened. He walked to the two of them and stopped starring down at the demon boy with a look of disappointment. “I’m surprised you survived the arrow to your chest. I’m not surprised you still barely cling to life you worthless piece of garbage. You should thank this shinigami while your wounds allow you breath without him you’d be dead.”

[Hotaru Kuchiki-Masurao]

Hotaru couldn't believe how much he'd changed. It seemed that he ignored everything now and kept his focus on his goals. It was a good thing to do, but if he would ignore everything else that should be important, like protecting people and caring for them, then he was too focused. She knew that he was hurt, but she honestly didn't know how broken he had actually become after what happened between them. She was broken as well, but his was much more severe. It made her feel even more horrible that it happened the way it did between them.

When she touched him, however, he actually stopped. It seemed like that touching him finally made him stop and listen to her. Though, the way he was acting made it seem like it was a common occurrence to see someone that looked like her. She immediately thought that he was seeing someone else that looked a lot like her. She kept staring at him, even though it was now blurry from all the tears she was crying at finally meeting up with the long lost love of her life. She did see his eye narrow on her and she hoped that he was actually listening.

The next thing that happened was so surprising, she never thought her Asmoskon would be possible of such a thing. He raised his right hand and smacked her left arm away. She was so focused on Asmoskon that she didn't even notice the movement. Her vision was so wavering now with the tears in her eyes, even if she did see the movement, she probably wouldn't have thought he would do that to her. Once the action was done, her mouth dropped and she stared at him in surprise. He had never done that before. He would never have struck a woman like that.

So, this was as far as he had changed. She stared and listened to what he had to say. What he said first, you're the real one, was a little confusing. The real one? Of course she was real, why wouldn't she be? She was already confused and what he said next hurt her, but she questioned it now. He said that he made it clear that she was no longer important to him. But, he said she was the real one. She was trying to think about those two when he said something that cut to her heart. He said that he was never important to her.

She was to leave now or he would kill her. Her arms were now at her side, the initial shock wearing off. Not important to her? She wouldn't have searched for him if he wasn't important to her. How dare he think this way?! But, why should she be mad? She was the one that had made the mistake and now they were both paying for it in the end. She was still thinking about this while he pushed past her, bumping his left shoulder into her and continuing looking forward. She barely heard what he said next, still angry.

He didn't understand. He was so hurt that he wasn't listening. Well, they were both hurt by what happened. She turned around and glared at the back of his head and body. Could he not tell that she was in just as much pain, if not more, than he was? But then, she thought back on what he had said. She was the real one. If she was no longer important to him, why would it matter if she was real? There must be something serious going on with him to say something like that. She tried to think of what it could actually be, but feel short.

She knew that he was broken, but maybe what happened between them actually broke him more than her. She was in a low spot, to be sure, but she had her squad mates to pull her out of the slump, sort of. But, talking with them, she was able to steel her resolve and instead of dwelling on what happened, she used that to fuel herself to go forward and making things right. What she learned about Asmoskon the same day that they broke up, she learned that she was all he had. He had no one else. She then looked at him, again, thinking in the new light.

It was true, he was all she had and she had completely broken him when she told the one thing she hadn't told him because she didn't think it was important. He had no one to help him through his anger and pain, like she did. If she didn't have them, she would probably be acting and feeling like he did. She took a breath and steeled herself for what she was going to say next. "Asmoskon... I love you. I don't care if you're listening or don't believe me, but I do. I wouldn't have spent our time apart looking for you if you weren't important or if I didn't love you.

Though, how can I no longer be important to you if you asked if I'm the real one. It makes me think that you've seen me multiple times. I'm also not leaving. Even if you leave now, I will track you down again and make you listen. So, since I'm not leaving, do your worst and kill me. It doesn't matter. If I can't fix our relationship to make it work out, I would rather you kill me than live a life without you. I believe you said something like that to me a long time ago. Do you remember? I still believe that I can save you and you can be that way again. Please let me help you."

[Jak Halcom]

The prisoners manged to hold the demon back long enough for him to revert back to his normal form. Jak panted heavily. His body was exhausted. He barley had the strength to stand up let alone continue fighting. He still glared daggers at the Quincy. One day, he will wipe the ground with his arrogant face then roast him alive like he did with the vandreich warrior from before. His hatred for the Quincy, for all Quincy's ran deep, and Asmo's comment only made him even angrier.

Jak couldn't see what Hotaru saw in the guy. He was just some arrogant asshole who get his sick, twisted pleasure off by killing people he has no business killing. He cared for no one put himself. Maybe he was different when Hotaru first met him, but that man seemed to be long gone. Not that it was Jak's place to judge. He pushed the prisoners off him and walked to the wall near Hotaru. He leaned against it just watching everything unfold.