by Kirito Gekko Tue May 10, 2016 11:40 pm
Standing in the center of a large group of Hollow, Shimada stood there frozen in place as he couldn't think of what to do next. Being surrounded like he was, he couldn't even think of a way to get out of this. These Hollows were oddly strong considering their level of intelligence, it couldn't be any more than a field mouse. However with the way they were organized it was almost unheard of with these beings. Doing everything he could think of, Shimada drew out his zanpakuto to prepare for an all out assault on these Hollows.
"Since I can't escape from this situation, I might as well put up a good fight." Holding his sword out in front of him he just stood there placing his right foot forward. "I don't know about you Hollows but as a Shinigami I am willing to go down fighting. So who is first?" He got a grin on his face as he knew that there was a high chance of him never making it out of here alive. Knowing that his life could end here, all he could do was fight as many as he could.
Looking around in other directions Shimada prepared himself for the first one to attack. There was something that was bugging him. He could sense another spiritual pressure in the area that did not belong to a Hollow. It was something similar to a Shinigami but was not trained enough to really be a Shinigami's. Was it possible that there was someone who had a strong spiritual pressure but was unable to control it. This was not unheard of since most in the outer regions of the Rukongai don't even get the chance to join the Academy. Most just sit out here and just survive hating the Shinigami for not coming to their rescue. This does not explain why these hollows were acting so strange. Shimada couldn't help but wonder why this was happening while in the Soul Society and it being unnoticed.
"Why are you just standing there? Fight you fool." This voice came out of no where, it was almost as if the voice came from a different world. Shimada looked around for the person the voice came from. He however could not place where it came from.
Brushing it off he lifted his sword back into a fighting position and charged at a couple Hollows only to have a few come at him from each direction. Having little time to react, Shimada jumped up into the air slicing at one hollow causing it to vanish and landed near where he started. There were just too many Hollows for only one Shinigami to handle. Running out of ideas on how he was going to survive this he pointed his finger at a group of them. "Hado four Byakurai!" Firing the kido at a Hollow in front of him, he defeated that one. Taking his zanpakuto he slashed at two Hollows in front of him taking those two out at the same time. Out of the darkness a sharp edge slashed a shallow cut into Shimada's chest causing some blood to come out. Another Hollow came out on the left side of him and slammed into him sending him onto the ground a few feet away.
Struggling to get to his feet Shimada tried to figure out what was going on. These Hollows had no intelligence but was very strong and corrdinated. "Why are you just laying there, get up already. Have you forgotten about your pride as the Sixth Seat of the Second Division!?" The voice appeared once again, not knowing where it had come from he shrugged it off. "What is it Shimada? Have you forgotten your training. With only this level of strength how can you hope to use my power?" Feeling a shocked look on his face, Shimada somewhat knew where the voice was coming from now. He just had a sense of where it was coming from, it was coming from his zanpakuto. "So you have it figured out where my voice is coming from. Very good. However I will not tell you my name, quite yet. Prove yourself worthy of my name and I will grant you strength."
"So just show my heart to protect and stick to my own reasons. Very well, I shall show you everything I got!" Standing back to his feet he then charged directly at the Hollows. Not even having a second doubt in his mind he began to slash at the many different Hollows standing around him. One by one, each of them began to fall. Shimada stopped and stood in the middle of a small group of them. "Ye lord! Mask of blood and flesh, all creation, flutter of wings, ye who bears the name of Man! Inferno and pandemonium, the sea barrier surges, march on to the south! Hado Thirty one Shakkaho!" Firing this kido he destroyed the small group with one single blast only letting one live. The single Hollow that survived was promptly struck down with his zanpakuto piercing through its mask.
"Now you are starting to show what I was looking for. Prepare yourself, more are coming through the darkness." Shimada quickly jumped directly at the few coming out from the shadows and slashed right through them without even hesitating. His purpose and strength began to show itself, finally Shimada was growing the heart for combat. "That's it, now you finally found your purpose to fight. Now you are ready to hear my name." Shimada stood ready with his eyes glowing with power and reason to fight. "Stand tall, never back down. Now stand, fight and shout my name!" Shimada held his zanpakuto out in front of him and began to glow dark purple. "Ikigire Kiba!"
A giant gust of wind appeared around Shimada engulfing the entire forest ripping trees out from their roots and throwing them several yards. Hollows began to get thrown out of their shadows into plain sight with fear struck on their faces. Emerging from the gust of wind Shimada was holding a small knife like blade in his hand. He only stood there glowing with power shaking the very ground he stood on. A hollow felt brave to come at him from behind only to have the knife like blade stabbed directly into its mask. "Bang." An explosion then erupted from within the Hollow's mask destroying its head within a matter of seconds.
It was after this explosion many of the hollows began to back away. Knowing that Shimada's spiritual pressure just increased massively. Lifting his zanpakuto's new form up he then swung it with full force forming invisible blades made of air that then sliced up the last remaining Hollows around him. Standing still he looked at his zanpakuto's shikai state. He just couldn't belive that such a small blade had such power. Despite its loud and flashy moves it would serve a good purpose in the Second Division. "So I guess this is the power of a Shikai. Doesn't seem as strong as most other Shikai that I have seen thus far. Oh well, it will do." Releasing his zanpakuto back into its sealed state, he placed his zanpakuto back into its sheath.
"Guess I got a lot of training to do. Better get moving before more Hollows show up." He began to walk away from the now destroyed forest. Stepping over what remained of the trees to head back to the main road. Thinking to himself he was wondering if with his new power could he possibly do much with it. Protecting people would come much easier now, however was it good enough. Nothing was put into stone yet, but with this strength he could possibly face off against some strong opponents. For now he was willing to stand back and just train for the time being to become stronger.
Getting back to the main road he began to walk back towards his barracks to rest and eventually train. Using the moonlight as his only guide through the darkness. He began to think about everything that has been going on since he arrived here in the Soul Society. Defeating that group of bandits in Rivershire, capturing that rouge Shinigami and defeating a forest filled with strange Hollows. All of these accomplishments but what would they amount to if he couldn't get stronger than what he already was.
Getting close to the Rukongai District one, Shimada began to prepare to enter the Serietei and head home for the night. Placing his hand on his zanpakuto Shimada began to think about the power that he gained. Wanting to gain complete control over it and understanding of it. He required more training in order to use this power. So he decided that once morning comes he will approach one of his superiors and request more training. It was all he could really do. Once he entered the Serietei he used his shunpo to head for his barracks and get some sleep. As he had more training to do once the sun rose.
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