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Kraka ... krak ... BOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Went the western portion of this human city. A gran rey Cero had come about, appearing from the garganta that had opened its gaping mouth, which also revealed a rather disheveled black and white robed being.

Ajaket was pretty much human in his mind ... he had moodswings, he had tantrums. Sometimes he even got a bit of depression. However, there was seemingly no explanation for his rage as he shot that powerful destruction blast, which hailed into the city and annihilated dozens of innocents, decimating buildings, melting cars.

Immediately after the first impact, he just made a swipe with his hand, letting a pair of balas rain down this time, striking at the 'choke points' to which the pitiful humans were scrambling towards in attempt to flee the stricken area.

All the while, the third of the Tres Reyes hummed to himself, mouth usually kept taut and unmoving twisted into a hideous leer. Such a feature contrasted to his gentle face, but he kept smiling ... kept humming. It was beautiful, after all, he decided ... the sounds of destruction

"So this is what I'd become.." Ayano mumbled to herself, as she landed upon the roof of a building just behind the rift that had opened up in the sky, releasing a massive blast of energy and the black and white robed figure that had produced it. Laying at her side, comfortable in its sheath, was her zanpakuto, and laying on its handle was her right hand. It wasn't gripping the handle, it was more like she was using it as a portable arm rest. Ayano looked up at the arrancar before her, her gaze unwavering, her body still as a statue. She could tell, just by the force of his cero that he was at least Espada-level, meaning that he would be tough to take down, but at this point there was really no turning back.

She took a step forward, her foot touching air and staying there; like she was ascending an invisible staircase. These steps repeated as she moved higher and higher, and closer and closer. She would only take about ten steps, placing her somewhere around four meters away from her target, when she raised her left hand. Ayano pointed at the man, index and middle finger extended, and barked out the name of a kido. "Hado number four, Byakurai!"

Suddenly, a small orb of white light would appear around her fingertips, erupting into a small, straight line of white light which would pierce through just about anything that it came in contact with.

Reaper flet thousands of life's wiped out by what seemed to come from a powerful Espada, annoyed by the out burst and sudden loss of life although Reaper was not impartial to mass murder when he was human but as a Shinigami he could not allow it. Following the trail Reaper came upon a sick site but more so he saw a fellow captain all ready making the first counter strike, Reaper suppressed his power the stay hidden with in the shadows he only wanted to be a ghostly eye nothing more unless needed.

Reaper could smell the burning flesh,melted metal and other things Reaper could not tell apart. The fifth captain made their advance using kido of a low level speed and power was their answer but would it do what was needed? Reaper looked about the dark sky for the attacker which was as he thought a powerful maybe from the Tres Reyes but with out any other proof he would wait to see how the fight pans out. If it gets to the point of no return Reaper will follow the rule that he lived by one that kept alive both as a human and Shinigami but he did not fear about the life of his Captain he would step in but as it seems now it was not needed.

Ho hum. The shinigami responded faster than he had expected ...

"Pooh. And I thought that I could spend a bit longer killing ..." the arrancar murmurred to himself. But, he would not deny that his slaughter spree really WAS meant to draw the attention of the Shinigami ... hopefully a Captain or two.

"Hado number four, Byakurai!"


He heard it. The lack of an incantation implied that this shinigami, or perhaps Vaizard, was using eishohaki ... and judging from how fast and how looming the beam that was approaching was ...

Ajaket didn't take too much concern in dodging ... it had been decades since he had last been injured, and he wanted to feel the pain once more. He did shift his body aside, so that the hado grazed his arm ... although, to whoever watching from a distance, it would look like a last-minute dodge.

Despite his status, his hierro wasn't all that great ... so this 'graze' was cut right into the back of his hand, letting his blood spill out. The pale bolt of lightning kept flying on away, though. And then he mouth opened wide, and he let out ... did he let out a scream? No. Curses? No. Words of congratulations? Definetely not. Random incoherent mutterings that hinted at pleasure? Without a doubt.

His mouth, while gleeful reciting to himself how great the pain felt also let out a sick laugh. A low, hoarse cackle really, while he brought up his wounded right hand and lapped up the blood of the wound. All the while, his left focused on pushing back the tangled black mop that was his hair ... he was going to need his sight for this upcoming fight ...

It was then, another being of power had arrived, although ... he was just standing there? Ajaket's shifted left and right, grinding his teeth at this realization ... ... ah crud, was really what he was thinking. All these days for him to go butcher a lamb or two(thousand), and he forgot his zanpakuto?

The muffled buzz of a sonido sounded ... and Ajaket was gone from sight for a moment. Only to materialize beside the shinigami responsible for the kido. He could see now ... the shinigami was a she ... and she was the 5th Division Captain. Ajaket wasn't quite feeling a bit of wrath at that point ... strange as it may seem, he was feeling a bit grateful. Although he didn't convey the emotion, he did smile right before he threw a kick right into what should have been her side. If it connected to the intended target, there was going to be some damaged ribs and maybe some organs. A block would evade severe injury, but nonetheless, there would be pain ... and if tried something else, well ... it wouldn't be too terribly difficult for Ajaket to pull back. Either way, this was going to be an amusing battle.

Ayano felt a rush of pride as her kido connected with the arrancar. She couldn't help it, the fact that such an obvious and low level attack would even injure someone with her opponent's power level thrilled her. However, she suppressed this feeling of pride, for that wasn't what she should be thinking about in the middle of a battle. She, too, had felt the presence of another shinigami. The feeling was familiar, she had felt it on a number of occasions before, it was that of her Captain Commander's. He must be hiding out, watching the fight, maybe even thinking of joining in. I've got this.. She thought to herself, clenching her jaw as she brought her right hand around the handle of her zanpakuto. She would not allow him to interfere without first seeing exactly what she was capable of.

The Arrancar disappeared, the only evidence of what he was doing being the muffled sound of a sonido, meaning that he was travelling somewhere, and fast. Instantly she felt the presence of her enemy right beside her, bringing his leg up to kick her in the side. With a quick jerk of her right arm, she brought her blade halfway out of its sheath, her left palm placed against the cold steel to support it as the flat of the blade met his leg. The force of his kick moved her back a bit, causing her to slide on thin air a few inches before she skidded to a halt. Ayano turned her crimson eyes upon her opponent, her head turned so that her face was pointed at him, while her body remained faced away.

With a screeching sound, like metal sliding against metal, Ayano brought her blade all of the way out of its sheath. Her body turned to face her opponent, blade in right hand, left hand hanging at her side. The tip of the zanpakuto was pointed directly at the man's chest, her feet spread so that they would be shoulder-width apart. She made no move to attack him; to do so without first gauging his power level would be suicidal on her part. She only prepared herself to block, dodge, and counter until she had a good idea of how this man could be beaten.

Reaper watched as the fight built up although he was happy to see his captain fight, he was upset at the weak level of defense but more so Reaper was worried about the lack of the arrancars weapon ether he was insanely powerful or he was hoping for hand to hand combat. Reaper stood deep with in the shadows as the attack was blocked the sound of the impact reached Reaper, such force and yet nothing to show for it a shame but he was glad. Reaper watched with a unblinking eye on the fight at hand and if he needed to strike he would do so with out pause though he did not think he was needed.

Ajaket withdrew his reiatsu ... he had no need to exert such spiritual force, as it was too exhausting on his part(or at least, he felt like it was too troublesome to do such). Soon he was exuding very little ... pretty much indetectable in terms of spiritual pressure.

To observers of the fight, or to untrained senses, it would seem that he was pathetically weak ... and that his earlier show of killing with projectile attacks was merely the best he could manage, and that he was seriously weakened him. His recent sonido was bland, nothing new, nothing special just ordinary.

"Ah yes ... Who doesn't love a good mind game?"

He went forward again, this time without his sonido. Although he would much preferred the instant sound transmission ability, he couldn't deny that once he built up momentum, he was capable of going ... well ... faster than the average arrancar could manage.

His form, black jacket flowing and sleeves flapping from the sudden breeze, materialized behind the Captain. Although Ajaket wasn't sure how good the Captain was at detecting spiritual energy, he was quite confidant that she wouldn't be able to instantly recognize(especially with his reiatsu already masked) his location. Which gave him enough time to fire a bala, yet another basic attack. A lazy index finger stuck out, angled downward towards there ... his finger pretty much almost jabbing her in the back(though, not quite that close). This wouldn't be enough to kill the Captain, surely, he was only trying to prolong this fight with simple projectiles ... besides, it was going to be more amusing fighting a Captain then going on to rampage across town.

The arrancar's mind kept on to the present, for now. As planning was just a little bit troublesome ... ah well, he'd just fight this battle with his usual style, slow and easy. (Drats that he didn't have his sword with him, ah well)

Ayano became concerned when her opponent began to move. He moved at an invisible speed, and yet there were a few things that didn't match up with the sonido. First of all, there was no sound, and second he seemed to disappear in a blur instead of the usual sudden flickering appearance that the sonido and shunpo both seemed to have. His reiatsu was near-impossible to track, being slow low and him being so fast, and there was no other way to really track his location; her eyes and ears were out of the question and her other senses were too weak to use effectively for tracking. Suddenly, her blade began to glow. Without reciting her release phrase, her blade would morph. A chain appeared, wrapping itself around the length of her left forearm and once around her left palm. This thick metal chain would extend to a large metal ring held firmly in her right hand. The ring was attached to the blunt side of what appeared to be a guillotine blade.

As the shikai release finished, she was thrown into darkness. A shadow was cast over her, meaning only one thing. She turned herself, though not quite fast enough. A burning sensation filled her right side as a bala crashed into her rib cage, quite possibly breaking two or three ribs and causing some painful burns. Ignoring the pain for now, she swung with the guillotine blade, have enough normal force to cut at least a few inches into a normal shinigami. This meant that the resulting blow would probably be strong enough to cut through the arrancar's hierro without too much difficulty; unless of course he relied on an extra-strong hierro.


[[Sorry it's so short, I'm at a loss atm...]]