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Fandom Bleach: Hell Unleashed

Torres looked to Itsuki with a smile, obviously pleased with himself for getting what they required, but the seemed confused at Itsuki's gesture to introduce himself, still clueless about human and shinigami social norms.


"Are you ok, you hurt? Do you need someone to heal you?" He asked Itsuki.


"Anyway, I'll go grab Kishi and bring her along" He went inside the house to drag Kishi back out and to the mine so they could prepare for their mission.


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"Looks like we won't have to bro, it's coming to us." Liron smiled as he clutched his Bakkoto tightly as he felt the Hollow nearby. He immediately aimed his crossbow like weapon towards it, even though it was such a long distance away, he could pour his reaitsu into the weapon to increase it's range.


"Watch this, one shot kill." He pulled the trigger as a small seed like bullet shot out of the bow, smashing through any debri in it's path heading straight for the velociraptor/centipede Hollow.
 
"Projectile incoming, nine o' clock!" the centipede tail exclaimed, informing the Raptor. Almost instinctually, the raptor bounced the seed-like bullet off of the scythes on the side of his mouth. He now knew that they were indeed hostile, something he wasn't going to stand for, especially if their intentions were to go out of their way to attempt to kill him. He let out another one of his high-pitched roars before several somewhat fiery, purple colored flames, began to build on the tips of his 'rib cage'. He then used his tail to coil around a nearby tree, using its superior strength to uproot the tree ready to use it as either a projectile or a stepping stone if need be. It was obvious the weapons they were holding were powerful indeed, but now he was kind of intrigued to see just how powerful they really were. The tail then uncoiled from the tree, picking it up in its massive scythe-like mandibles and retracting back to its familial length, tree still intact.
 
Liron smirked to himself, after firing the shot. Knowing it was most likely deflected, exactly like planned.


"I can't wait for that Hollow to see the true power of Taneju." He said to himself, as the seed bullet that Subara had deflected lay on the ground next to him, began to shake as it burst open with dark and thorny vines slowly growing out of as they expanded out growing at a super rate as they shot out around Subara growing around him and trying to restrict him within their thorny grasp and strangle him in the vine bush death trap.
 
With the thorns getting closer to him, Subara used the tree he had in his possession and drove it down into the ground like a nail, using the canopy of the tree he leaped up and out of the vicinity of the vines. With his eyes growing evermore slit-like, Subara's focus became ever more present. The flames growing on his rib cage had now extended to his fingers and scythes. Clicking from his body could be heard, a sign that the rib cage was starting to loosen up. Still, he knew he would have his chance. With the a calm mind he walked out to where he could plainly see his enemies. "Keep sharp, these two don't seem like they're going to fool around..." the centipede informed, knowledge of which Subara already had, but reassured the Centipede that he knew with a nod before the tail returned back to it's spot, poised almost like a scorpion's tail would be when its ready to inject venom.
 
Kishi frowned from where she was unpacking. She had got in first, so she took first pick of the rooms, although it was hardly furnished. For the price they were paying, she was expecting a little bit of furnishings, not just a ratty futon and a lamp that looked like it was a bout to die out. That didn't mean she didn't sense the old man's oppressive reiatsu, or the hollows. She could care less about the old man's to be honest, all it really did was validate any.hope she might have had for their chances of getting to he'll and saving Riyoshi.


The hollow though... the teenager chewed on her lip, setting her clothes down and heeling back on her heels, resting her elbow on her knees. They should probably go take care of that, but she knew there was a a shinigami assigned to this town, there always was.. And well, she was eager to be going fast.



Green eyes blinked as Torres came to get her, straightening up and brushing any dust there might have been on her clothes off, "
So, the old man said he could help get us there right?" One hand went to absentmindedly toy with the pouch that was tied to her belt loop, the one holding her mod soul, as her free hand was held out as if expecting something. But it was just a questioning gesture.


Kish blinked, her head turning away from Torres and towards the large amounts of reiatsu being given off. Something pretty big was happening out there huh? "Do you think we should go help? I mean, I'm sure the shinigami here can take care of it, but that's a whole lot of reiatsu you know
 
Torres looked at her and nodded in disagreement.


"I'm not sure we will get another chance with the old man, he is grumpy enough. He's more angry than most Hollows I've met. Besides, you said it yourself. We need to hurry, every moment Riyoshi is in hell he is suffering. I've used Pesquisa and sensed at least two Shinigami's besides our group who can fight. If they really can't handle it, well when we come back we should have Riyoshi to help." He looked at her, knowing it was her choice, but the right path was obvious. They had to go for Riyoshi first, that was why they came here in the first place and someone just rocking up offering them a way to hell wasn't something that happened often....
 
Itsuki followed behind Torres into the house and to Kishi. He too was disappointed with the state of the interior. Judging from all the dust, it seems like it hasn't been clean since the last tenants were here. Given how Mr. Uralt is, Itsuki imagined that there hasn't been tenants in a long time. He felt the spiritual pressure of others and the Hollows. This town certainly was interesting. "I stand by any choice you make. If we stay to fight the Hollows, then OK. If we choose to get Riyoshi first, then let's do it." Itsuki stated.
 
“Do not worry brother. It will not stand a chance against the likes of us.” James said as he awaited any motion from the creature.


James was getting restless at this point. He hated that his brother had all of the fun most of the time. He couldn't wait till it was his turn.


"You think that it will be something worth while, or is it going to be a waste of time?" James said as he looked upon his brother.
 
Kishi frowned, gnawing on her lip as she thought it through, "....Pack your bags boys, we're going to hell." The teen was speaking figuratively of course, there was no way they would be bringing anything into hell but themselves and their weapons. "When does the old man want us to be ready to leave?"


She cast a quick glance around her room, not even having finished unpacking. Hm, they would have to deal with that later. For now their main priority was he'll. They had to gt Riyoshi back, they couldn't just leave him there to rot. It wouldn't be very comrade like of them to do that.



"The local shinigami can deal with hollows, that's their jobs. We're probably a bit over powered for the hollows pay grade around here anyway." She tried a small smile, "Make sure to leave your gigais with your mod souls, that way mister pervy old man cn keep getting his rent, depending on how long we take. You guys good?"
 
Torres just shrugged, as he didn't have a mod soul. He didn't really need one as he was even born on this world, so he didn't need a replacement. He just popped an empty pill and took the specially designed Gigai Mr. Weird Mask had made just for his Arrancar soul and popped in the closet.


"I'm ready!" He said grabbing the handle of his Zanpaktou instinctively.
 
Itsuki popped a pill and separated from his Gigai. He smirked at Kishi's comment about being overpowered. From what he heard about hell, they are about to see another whole level of power. Itsuki was anxious though. He wanted to bring back Riyoshi. It has been a while since he was taken to hell, and he misses him. "Let's do this." Itsuki said as he gripped his zanpakuto.
 
Immediately ignoring any more attempts to hold the man back in order to converse with the others, Kiyoemon and his zanpakuto spirit, Houjin, ran off towards the Hollow and the two other powerful spirits that had just appeared. Kiyoemon was the Shinigami that holds responsibility to protect this town from any threats that may arise, so it is only natural that he went off to deal with these threats rather than join the other group to their trip to Hell, as... brilliant as that sounds. And, to top it off, he honestly did not trust them with coming along to help fight against these three enemies. Their presence feels very powerful, and being how skilled Kiyoemon is at Hollow-slaying, it even surprised him to aknowledge this Hollow's strength.


"Houjin, have you been able to figure out who the two others are?" Kiyoemon yelled out as he continued on running. "Sadly, no, I have not been able to figure that out yet. The Hollow is more of a problem than they are, with all honesty. Do not underestimate them, though." Houjin warned as he too was running with Kiyoemon. "What makes you say that, Houjin? These two other guys... they don't necessarily feel all that threatening." Kiyoemon remarked. "That may be true... but what if they have something up their sleeves? A trump card that will make them twice as dangerous as the Hollow is?" Houjin finished with a very, very good question. If these two new presences have a trump card with them, these two may be looking at a free for all here. Kiyoemon simply nodded in understanding to his zanpakuto spirit's question.


Finally, once they have caught up with the Hollow, and two other spirits, who's presences feel much more stronger than before, Kiyoemon couldn't believe it. Were they concealing it this whole time? Also, this Hollow really does look as powerful as it's presence felt. What was more important, though, was the fact that these two enemy spirits were wielding Bakkotos, which are illegal weapons. Kiyoemon clenched his hands into fists. Houjin could sense the Shinigami's anger.
"Alright you two asshats! First, I'm assuming you two spirits are fugitives. Second, those weapons there are illegal, and you had most likely stolen them. So, what am I going to do about you two and this Hollow over here, you may ask." The Shinigami stopped as he slowly raised his odachi up into the air.


"I will kill every last one of you." Kiyoemon angrily said out loud as he swung his sword once in the direction of the Hollow, and twice at the direction of the two fugitives. With these three swings, he sent a volley of flaming crescent slashes at the three enemies. Five slashes hurling towards the Hollow, and ten slashes hurling towards the two fugitives. Kiyoemon then stood by with Houjin, in case for any incoming attacks.
 
Choumi sat on the edge of a rooftop near Kiyoemon, watching him and his zanpakuto spirit fight the Hollows. She wouldn't interfere; it was a matter of pride, and interfering with someone else's fight was one of the worst blows one could land. She knew the millennia old shinigami, about five times her age, could handle himself in a fight better than almost anyone she knew, including herself. Her shikai wasn't the most powerful; though her bankai made up for the mostly defensive shikai.


She stared at the butterfly which landed on her fingertip. The yellow and black patterns on the wings of the butterfly entranced her, and she stared at the butterfly, though she was never completely ignorant of the fight happening below her. She would be able to be down there in less than a second if the fight escalated that far. She hoped that there wouldn't be too much property damage, as she can just imagine the faces of the captains at the amount of destruction, especially if anyone activated another Bankai here. With that finishing thought, she watched as the butterfly flew off, circling around the fight before disappearing from view.


{{OOC: Sorry, whoever wants to respond, please do so. Still kind of confused.}}
 
"Then off to hell!" Torres said enthusiastically, not really realizing the gravity of their intended destination. He exited the house along with Kishi and Itsuki to the abandoned mining area set behind the neighborhood. The area itself had been cleared with dynamite leaving nothing but a gaping crater lined with half built wooden stairs and some abandoned machinery, also scattered through the crater was many cave entrances which all linked together and led to an intricate cave network built below the neighborhood also leading to massive cavernous areas, some bigger than the city itself that would be perfect for intense and captain level power training sessions.


Near the center of the mine, by one of the entrances stood Mr Uralt waiting for the trio.


"You are late! Bunch of brats wasting my time. I have half a mind to just stop wasting my time helping you and rather do something more entertaining, like watching paint dry!" He yelled at them as he crossed his arms as he stood between metal rods implanted in the ground with blue glowing runes and symbols drawn all around himself and the metal rods and staves.


"Now listen, there is only true entrance to Hell. It can only be opened when a truly dark individual is killed. However this town is special, the mine was built by.... well let's just say this intricate tunnel system wasn't made by men. It was built here because these grounds have a powerful spiritual area, but one especially attuned to the same energy of hell. Thusly some of the areas within the tunnels have led to weak points, breaches within the barrier between the real world and hell. These little breaches are like shortcuts to hell, not true entrances, nor true exits like the main big doors. Rather they are simply little cracks connected through the main door.


Once a crack is opened, it is very hard to close and it cannot just be moved. Thus if you wish to return, you will have to trace your steps back and come back to the crack to exit. No other exit can be made, cracks can only be made from this side, not from hell. Also cracks do not close themselves, them must be sealed. So I cannot just open the door for you, I must close it or risk something coming out besides you.



I am not willing to wait here all day for you, I will wait only 2 hours. Then I will close the crack and leave, if this happens you will be stuck in hell for all eternity. I choose two hours, firstly because the miasma of hell is toxic to all forms of live, even Hollows and Arrancar. In less than two hours, you bodies will succumb to the miasma and you will die, being reborn as Togabito within hell, forever chained to it's surface. Also because my favorite show starts in two hours.



The longer you spend in there, the weaker you will become. Know that what you attempt is impossible, not only is it practically impossible to navigate through hell as well as search for a friend in hell in only two hours, but if your friend is there he is most like a Togabito now chained to hell forever and forever....



So good luck on your suicide mission, as long as your rent is paid upfront for the month I can start looking for tenants. Nice not knowing you.
Let's begin!"


With that he slammed his palms together as he began chanting in some strange unknown language. As he did spirit particles from around the mine began to break off and swirl around and the symbols as they glowed, the particles concentrating in the rods and staves as they glowed. He took out a small vial of reiatsu as he poured down into the center of the pentragram below him as it burst into a huge blast of light that erupted outward, then sparking off in a trail towards one of the cave entrances. The entrance glowed brightly as a small crack in the air formed, the cracked opened up more as it grew like a crack in the wall, showing a firey entrance.


"There is the entrance to hell. Enter if you truly dare..."


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Liron smirked at James.


"Looks like you have a playmate as well after all." He smirked at his pal, then at the new arrival.


"A shinigami, revenge is sweet. You take care of him, I'll play with the Hollow a bit." He said ignoring Kiyoemon completely as he simply did the blah blah gesture with his hand, mocking Kiyoemon as he spoke his supposedly terrifying threat that only made Liron snicker.


He fired Taneju at the ground below causing the seed to burst into a wall of thorny vines that protected both him and James, as the firey blasts hit the vines and began burning them into a wall of fire. He then left James to deal with the shinigami as he jumped towards the Hollow Subara and fired off a volley of bullet seeds that would erupt into thorny vines to try ensnare the creature, trying to have the vines grab him as well as trying to form a a ciricular perimeter of viney walls around him to cut off his exit and make the trap that more deadly and effective.
 
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With a huge smile upon his face, James looked upon his newest victim. Taking a deep breath as Liron had put up a barrier between them and the fiery blasts, he awaited the flames to die down so he could jump into battle. James was pumped up for this fight, he was looking foward to taking on these two opponents.


"Are you ready?" James spoke out as he leaped from his spot.


Appearing to the left of Houjin, he clenched his fist tightly and launched out a single right jab. His hit was aiming straight for the ribs of the shinigami. He was not a inexperienced fighter in the least, and he kept his eyes upon the other man as well. He was going to have to play this smart if he was to make it out alive, and he knew that his newest weapon was going to satisfy this thirst for battle.


"You better watch it shinigami!" James said as hispunch was about 6 inches from the man's ribs.


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Riyoshi was hanging from the chain as blood dripped from his gut all the way to his forehead as he continued to spin in place. The wounds were no longer visible, but the blood from said wounds flowed across his body like new.


"What the hell are you talking about? I have no idea what is going on here!" Riyoshi yelled out at the men.


"I know you have no idea who we are. Therefore i will let you in on our identities. My name is Jack, and this is Pete. We had just moved into town and were making a killing, if you know what i mean, but there happened to be a single man, who was not pleased with this, that man was you. You struck us down in your so called revenge." Jack had said as he looked upon the face of Riyoshi.


"I still do not understand. Why would i just murder someone?" Riyoshi replied.


Pete and lowered Riyoshi upon the ground and stood him upright before taking the hook out of his leg.


"That is the thing. We have no idea why you did what you did, but the fact of the matter is, for the last 800 or so years, we have been trapped here upon the fourth level of hell trying to make our sins disappear." Pete had said as he gritted his teeth slightly.


"But seeing is how we have been trying to do this for the last 800 years and nothing has happened, we have given upon on trying to be forgiven, You will become our next victim." Jack said as he leaped at Riyoshi and placed his hand upon Riyoshi's chest.


As Jack's hand made contact, a bright light had formed and from that, a bright red chain extended. This chain, even though it was bright red, it did not send off any heat, just light.


Leaping away from the men, but stumbling from the wound in his leg, Riyoshi yanked on the chain to keep it from the men.


"What the hell is your problem!" Riyoshi yelled as he stood back up right.


"If we can not be forgiven, then we will kill the one person who put us here!" Jack said as he ordered Pete to attack the chain.


"We will kill you not by force, but we will take your chain away and let hell itself kill you." Pete said as he appeared next to Riyoshi.
 
Itsuki listened to the ratchety old man as he went on about ways to get in hell. It was interesting about the concepts of cracks that could lead into hell. Mr. Uralt was getting even more interesting as he began opening one of the said cracks to hell. Itsuki peered into the crack and saw the fiery nightmare that was Hell. "Well then....Shall we go? We must make haste and save Riyoshi." Itsuki said unsheathing his zanpakuto. He was feeling apprehensive, as Mr. Uralt is only providing two hours. Itsuki also found this rather unreasonable since he was sure that the powerful old man could handle anything that came through. But alas, the old fart has to see his favorite TV show.
 
Choumi stared at the mass on plants in front on Kiyoemon. "Are you serious?" she muttered. She'd seen quite a few different powers; but plants were definitely not one of those. She stared down at the fight, internally pondering what to do. Helping them not get brutally murdered was one of them, and that was becoming more enticing by the second.


"Flutter away, Heaven's Butterflies." she murmured, a cloud of butterflies engulfing Choumi as they flew out from the tip of her katana. She reappeared to Kiyoemon's left, her Shihakushō covered with a multitude of butterflies. "Need a hand?" she teased, her sword held loosely in one hand.
 
Standing there waiting for another move to be made, only to be interrupted by another Shinigami. Headstrong wasn't the right word to use, more or less quick to attack, watching the flaming attack come straight for him. Using his mandibles, he slashed right through the fiery attack, his blades turned red from the intense heat. The attack dissipated, leaving some black marks on Subara’s bleached-bone colored skeletal chitin armor-like skin. But nonetheless he was a little unimpressed when it came to odds. Most likely he’d be fighting the Shinigami along with the Bakkoto wielding one who was just a tad bit hotheaded for Subara’s liking. Unless the Shinigami was smart when it came to fighting and could try out the divide and conquer method later. “Honestly, this is getting a little too crowded for my liking, plus I think we’re being watched…” Subara muttered, his tail swishing from side to side, being less of an ‘other being’ at the moment. He wasn't afraid at this point. Fear didn’t turn him off; it revved up his engine and made him more intent to finish off in a bloody rage. Nonetheless he waited, waited for an opening, a time to strike.


It was then that suddenly, the ‘what he thought to be Shinigami’ fired off more bullet seed rounds. He was smarter though, and probably better off for it. His ribcage started rattling before the ‘legs’ opened up, firing at the enemies attempt of entrapment. The purple flame-like Ceros shot at the surrounding flora, burning away the plants which were meant to make escape impossible, leaving burn marks on the surrounding field. With his mouth emanating a bright dark reddish purple ‘aura’, which glimmered from his mouth like a bright light, he had decimated any enemy attempts on him. However that extra presence he had sensed made itself more apparent beside the enemy he was ‘forced’ to face. “Butterflies… Just when you think you’ve seen them all...” The centipede half said, a purple aura emanating from its mouth as well. This one however, was much more streamlined, appearing like steam. There was no counting what could happen especially with the new arrival.
 
Torres smiled at the others.


"I can't wait!" He said as he took a step and shot forward rushing towards the entrance as he jumped in, appearing at the entrance to hell. The first level, apppearing on a small floating platform with thousands of white platforms jutting out of the ground.


He looked it over.


"Not what I was expecting... Interesting." He said as he could feel the powerful toxic gas that flowed through the air. Anyone with a weak reiatsu would fall immediately, being suffocated. The toxic gas flowing around him, his eyes suddenly widened as he took a breath, then his eyes grew narrow as he grumbled.


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Liron smirked as the Hollow obliterated his vines.


"Good, you'll make this interesting..." He said as he started falling towards the creature, but then aimed his Bakkoto Taneju again and fired a new volley. Shooting out a first seed that seemed different from the others, following by a barrage of the same seeds he had fired out before. The seeds shot towards him, presumably burst into thorny vines if they hit Subara and if he tried to dodge them, they would just grow out and try to ensare him.
 
Kishi narrowed her eyes at the old man as she followed after the other two, suspicion there, "Thanks. We'll be seeing you in two hours." Stepping through, she coughed into her hand lightly, taking a deep berth, "Kami, this place has thick air...." They were standing on a seemingly floating white road/platform, integrated into what seemed like a mock of a city scale. There were mindless people in rags on the surrounding platforms, obviously not fit in the mind any longer, if they ever were in the first place, "I guess Welcome to Hell boys..."


The teen looked over as a small and odd fluctuation in reiatsu came off of Torres, blinking green eyes over at the other man,
"You alright? The air isn't to much is it?" She couldn't possibly know how the miasma would affect people, or the fact that there was going to be guardian's coming after them if they gave themselves up for notice.


"There's no fire though... I was expecting fire." Kishi felt a bit over and underwhelmed at the same time. They just walked into a situation they knew literally nothing about, and they needed to find Riyoshi with all of these energies around.... "Let's go, I'm having problems sensing for Riyoshi, we should move and stay out of any of the saner people's notice."


Without waiting for much of a response, the teen started moving, going in the direction that felt most right, expecting that the other two wouldn't be to far behind her. Maybe the old man was more helpful then he originally thought... could they see spirit ribbons in Hell?
 
Itsuki grimaced as he inhaled the air in the new realm they were in. The miasma was rather discomforting to him. What Istuki had heard and imagined did not match up with what Hell presently looked like. Hell was quite expansive, with lost souls wandering here and there. It was slightly fascinating to Itsuki. "This place is not as scary as I thought...but i'm not complaining." Itsuki stated, "Probably going to get worse though..." Noticing Kishi had already gone on the move, Itsuki walked briskly to catch up, a firm grip still on his zanpakuto ready for anything.
 
Torres huffed deeply as his Hollow fragment grew back fully into his Hollow Mask all by itself as did when he wanted to increase his power. His mask now fully formed over his face as it smirked a toothy grin.


He jumped off the floating platform towards the many platforms below filled with Togabito who sat huddling together, cowering in the corner. They shook as they saw the trio pass.


"What are you sissies so afraid of!!" He growled at the ones nearest, angrily like he wanted to eat them alive or something.
 
Riyoshi had been fighting for what he thought was near a lifetime, but it was only just a fraction of that. He was keeping his distance from the two men, but his movements were slowing down.


How are these guys getting faster. Riyoshi thought as he wrapped the bright red chain around his arm.


Within that second, Pete had appeared on the side of Riyoshi and landed a devastating strike to the chest of Riyoshi, sending him flying upwards into the air. As he flew through the air, he made contact with what seemed like water and this shocked him.


Water? What the hell is going on here? Riyoshi thought as he got his bearings back and swam upwards.


Breaking the surface of the water, Riyoshi looked around to see large lotus like flowers sitting upon the water's surface. Waimming over to one of them, he seen that they were not actual flowers, but they were made out of stone.


"Where am I?" Riyoshi had said aloud to himself.


Jack was standing on the edge of the lotus and looked down upon Riyoshi.


"You are in the second level of hell. I didn't want to bring you up here, but since we are here, I will just have to drag you down myself." Jack said as he pointed his right index finger upon Riyoshi.


"And I am pretty sure that you have noticed the speed difference between us now, haven't you?" Jack spoke out before he made his hand look like a pistol.
 
Kishi drew HiMizu, but didn't release the blade yet. This place was giving her an uneasy feeling, although she supposed that was to be suspected in Hell. Idly she brought the dull edge of the blade to rest on her shoulder as they walked, blinking over at Itsuki as he caught up and leaned back a bit more to see where Torres-


"Torres!" The teen jumped down to where Torres had, not having sheathed her blade, but still wasn't holding it in any kind of threatening manner, "What are you doing, we don't have time to be scaring these guys..." Green eyes narrowed lightly s she took in the Arrancar's appearance. "Hey, you... feeling alright there?"


But they really didn't have time for this, they needed to find Riyoshi, and whatever was happening with Torres was just going to be slowing them down unless he could manage to stay focused on the task at hand.
 

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