The Battle of History (Kenta, Yaouchi and Dr. Reaper)

The pluming scent of death cover the battle scared land, a place that blood seemed to be a currency, a place that for once in a long time Kenta was proud to call home. The battle of Seirete was long since over, well as far as everyone knew, the arrancar had defeat the once honorable race that had struggle to keep a balance in the world of the dead. The Shinigami, at the face of an utter defeat had fled and created a plan to take back their once great home, soon the would the moment come that all fought for the most powerful fortess in all the realms living or dead, soon would come the great second battle of Seirete and a great battle it would be.

In the midst of an empty dawn coming stood the vizard alone, none of his loyal soldiers by his stead, nope nothing more than a blade by his side. His fist was clenched against the hilt, his eye focused with dead seriousness, a chill forced it way through every inched of his spine, oh how long it had been since the feeling of on coming battle had spread it’s wings and flew into Kenta’s mind. The Vizard removed his hand from the hilt of his sword and let the blood drip off of his palm, perhaps he was too excited.

Dawn finally drew in and a licked a gleam into Kenta’s soft dark hair. The Vizard focused his golden eyes on to the gates of that separated the two parts of soul society, he had already snuck into the upper district, that the arrancar held, in an amusing twist the Vizard had avoided any confrontations what so ever, well that is if you don’t consider killing weak guard confrontations. His gaze grew more focused as if a simple look could force the great gates to open, well with the current events a simple look could cause the whole world to spin, while a rabbit drank the finest tea ever made. Or perhaps he was being way to fused on the simple details, when he should be more concerned on killing the rabbit and regaining his tea.

The rabbit he spoke of was the leader of the Shinigami, the one who was supposed to lead them to victory, but his defeat would allow Kenta to steal his former subordinate’s tea while he got trapped in the eternal cycle that all were born into. The cycle that brought Kenta into this very spot, a spot where he would wait for the captain commander, Yaouchi and have his rematches that all would inscribe into the legends waiting to be told.

At any moment the C.C. would come through the gates, and the war would be begin. History would repeat it’s self but this time, Kenta would tackle fate head on and run straight through creating a tomorrow that only he could imagine, well perhaps there was one other that could see this future an unique human by the name of DR. Reaper Jones, whether this was his real name was unknown to the Vizard leader, but he had the ideals that seemed to be alien to all other beings.

And so the three most interesting individuals would come to meet face, but who would win? Would fate win? This was all to be foretold and the dark haired vizard could stand, waiting clenching his blade to the point in which his palm cried in blood, oh what fun this fight would be, only if the others would show their selves so the main event could commence. Kenta Drew his blade upwards as his reiatsu poured out on to the soon to be blood soaked realm.

(let the second battle of seiretei begin.0

Yaouchi considered a stealth invasion of the Sereitei from the side. Yaouchi considered standing at the gate with his remnant army of veterans and attacking the gate. Yaouchi considered sieging his ex home. Finally Yaouchi decided on exactly how to get through and use Irony his favorit element to get in. Yaouchi put his hand and focused his pressure on the gate. Yaouchi called to all his 13 other captains to do the same. Squad 1-13 and Kido Corps pure Pressure brought the gate tumbling down into Rubble.

Yaouchi upon entering saw who he was after already. One of the two he was after at least. Vaizard leader and ex captain of squad 13 and ex Captain of Yaouchi himself. Kenta Talia. Yaouchi also expected another powerful man to come. Mr. Ripper and from the looks of Kenta he expected the same thing. It would be a fight to remember. Yaouchi was not about to waste time with pathetic talk though.

Yaouchi unsheathed his Zanpaktou from its resting place on his back. He walked towards Kenta while making hand motions to his captains and yelling out orders. "Rin go for the kill on whoever you think needs to die, Mr. Debiru head off and make a three king hunting team. Ban on Primera, Ryu on the Segunda, Tada on the Tercera, Teshy Tesh on the Cuarta, Ten Ten on Quinta, Exodus on Sexta and Akemi on Septima. Now for the rest of you go and help out whoever you think needs help. Unless you get picked by Shinzui Debiru asks you for personal help. Also Do not dare interfere with my fight with the Vaizard leader and the Superhuman leader that is sure to arrive soon."

Yaouchi then walked towards his ex Captain and former friend Kenta Talia. Yaouchi got about 10 feet away and watched as one of his Captains stabbed a common guard through the face and rip the mask off. Finishing him off. Yaouchi heard explosions and buildings crashing around him until the fight had been carried off somewhere else. This left just Kenta and Yaouchi staring eachother down from 10 feet away with rubble and remains and buildings that used to be beautiful now contaminated with battle.

"Your chest still hurt Kenta? I landed that blow for pain and for a reminder not cause I thought it would turn you around and make you think of what you were actually doing. You think I don't understand why you sent me those 2 Vaizards. Its easy as a solution now watch this." Yaouchi waved his right hand and yelled. "Get your asses in and do your missions 14's" Yaouchi had ordered the 14's or Vaizards to go and attack whoever they saw fit and were comphortable attacking and that if they attacked a Captain Yaouchi would personally finish them off painfully and slowly.

"So im guessing you know what I think of your plan already considering im standing here right now. I know who you are underneath all this Leadership and all those followers. So why not just tell them and be done with all of this bullshit you have left them to deal with like blind bats rushing out of a cave. You were captain of a tactics squad for a reason but don't you dare forget that I was captain of the same squad and was 10x more successful in that squad than you were."

Yaouchi smirked and then huffed and pulled his Zanpaktou out of his sheath as an explosion cocured somewhere off. "The espada have been engaged. That means that it is now time for us to be engaged in combat as well. I believe we all know how the story goes and don't pretend you forget your mythology and history. I see the signs its all alligned right here right now. So lets see if you planned things as carefully as you think that you did. Lets SEE IF YOU REALLY DESERVE TO BE BEHIND SUCH PLANS EX CAPTAIN OF MINE."

Yaouchi yelled aloud and pounded on his chest before staring back at Kenta. Yaouchi had a powerful eye stare and a Reiatsu that would cause non captain level Shinigami to bow just by feeling it. That was impressive Considering Yaouchi wasn't flaring his Pressure and not even in Shikai mode. Yaouchi was just staring with his eyes that made people feel like they were about to be destroyed beyond belief and that there future was no longer even considerable. "It is time"

Jones was lost for a bit not really knowing how to enter the soul society, so he made his own door in a way following a freshly killed soul who has claimed by a low level shinigami keeping back about seven feet Jones did not wan to kill the shinigami before they crossed the thresh hold of S.S which was were he felt a strong calling in the mist of battle. With in moments the bright and smoke spotted sky came into view the very sight of this land was mard and tainted by the fighting thats has taken its time like a slow sickness slowly killing its host.

Just as the shinigami was taking off Jones slipped a sharp blade into the lower back killing them as they lifted five feet off the ground, quickly they became a slave to gravity and their life less body fell to the ground about six feet from the two men each locked in a contest of who shall blink. Jones landed next to the fallen shinigami and took the life less sword for him self he was always a fan of bladed combat and seeing as the two both used swords it would seem almost unfair that he did not have one him self, Slowly making his way to a better standing he could feel the power coming from a very strange looking captain it would be over whelming for those weaker then an ant but Jones knew that a power like that was very hard to come by.

"my my my, it looks as if us the leaders of the free world stand to dual as old kings did in days of old. More so it my seem that war has chosen to show its mutuality faced self once more and it seems very very hungry, and by the looks of it the beast is being fed very well. So which of us will be the next to feed it with our bodies? But more so captain do you think that the odds our in your favor seeing how i want something that may be the same as the one standing across from you? But lets begin this waltz that seems to be biting at the bit to begin."

Kenta, slowly shifted his weight into a more comfortable position, as the gates creaked open, well over of flew open in a quite rude manner, how appropriate. It seemed the note of the C.C. mood towards his former captain hadn’t changed in the last couple centuries, but was that expected, their last clash still repeated itself in the head Vizard’s mind, oh how he hated broken records. Kenta;s golden eye’s seemed to slip their gaze upon his mouth, which seemed to be very content with opening an unbelievable amount. Perhaps that was one of the things that made them so different, Kenta had always preferred a silent kill, but today was different, it was statement a change of life style.


The mention of his previous battle did not phase, the boy ever so slightly, at most mentions of the scar upon his chest, Kenta had the urged to place a hand over it as if to heal the past, but this time the Vizard’s hand did not inch but simply stayed up in a battle ready position, while his other hand, the right one gripped the lower portion of his wooden colored Zanpaktou hilt, the blood dripping from the palm of his hand increased ever so slightly from the tension that filled the air. The Commander continued on to speak about how much more successful his reign as the 13th division captain had been.

A small smile crept on to the Vizard’s face as he surveyed the ruins of the once great soul society , evidence of his of called success. “How successful, you even managed to remodel the division head quarters, is that arrancar skin?” Kenta’s teenage sarcasm had never truly left his mind, something that his race members new well, very well. As the rhythm of Kenta’s words fled on the battle field, the silvery iron of his spiritual iron gleamed as the sun finally enter a position in the sky. The true dawn had arrived no more stalling, he would engaged, with or with out the strange human doctor, if he really was one. Kenta was questioning the mans qualifications as a doctor in any area not his humanity, as the vizard was guaranteed he was human, though a great many would beg to differ.

The man seemed to be a mind reader in many ways, as he appeared at the courtesy of newly fallen shinigami, the human leader Dr, Reaper Jones had enter the battle field, a hardly noticeable glint of relief presented it’s self in Kenta’s already glowing golden eyes that scanned over the already war torn battle field that would soon become a historic site, for a battle that would be remember in history books. “You sure took your time, then again earth enjoys time” The slight emphasis in Kenta’s words would most likely be more than enough to show that he still honored the alliance that the two had entered and surprisingly enough neither side seemed to have any doubts.


A blur of silver appeared in the air for a brief moment as Kenta narrowed the already small gap between him and his target, Yaouchi, the two were now lss a few feet away from each other, mores than enough room for both blades to reach their marks. Kenta lifted his blade into an offensive position, making it parallel with the mans chest. The angel would allow for optimal attacks and parries, but as the story goes the gallant one never attacks first and apparently neither does Kenta. The next move was left up the ambitious commander and the mysterious Doctor.

Yaouchi didn't pause. He knew what was going on and that he was begin tag teamed against. Yaouchi however always favored such encounters as this where it would seem all hope for his survival was lost. Fighting against an insane human powerhouse and the leader of the Vizard race. Yaouchi liked these odds himself. Yaouchi tapped his Zanpaktou on the ground stepping another step closer to the Vizard.

"You never were one for the first move. But as Ill tell you and make you sure of I am one to finish what I start. When I planted this blade here in my hands through your chest so many hundreds of years ago. I was determined to finish the kill" Yaouchi whispered so that Kenta would be the only one who could hear it. Yaouchi then kicked his blade up with his right foot and held it in battle ready position.

Yaouchi thought for a moment and decided how this was going to go down. Yaouchi released his shadow Reiatsu and created a giant dome [technique] that covered the entire nearby area. About 35 square feet. This was an inpenatrable dome by normal light and Reiatsu light unless the Reiatsu light was more powerful than Yaouchi's Reiatsu. However due to Yaouchi's sight abilities he could see just like it was normal day time. Yaouchi moved silently figuring which one would be the easiest first target.

Yaouchi thought his move through carefully and stood perfectly still in the darkness about 20 meters away from Kenta and the superhuman. Yaouchi had his blade out ready for a strike if one was necessary. He was very fast even by Captain Commander standards in the past. His best traight was his speed and pressure. So Yaouchi had a plan and was confident in its success.

This was a unique battle, each a master in their own right but this plan has some holes hes pressure was very think almost like it was its own being and that was to be his down fall. Jones flicked his wrist and sent five scalpels about six inches apart in a to the mass of the power if his theory was right then they would be on target but just to add a bit of over kill Jones spoke in a whisper. "Bloody Rain." And in that instant a swarm of red scalpels about seventy in all and each one was to hit about half of area even though Jones could not see him the captains power was giving away everything.

Jones knew he would not be able to hit his target right away, but he knew that this attack would keep him on his toes but more so Jones began to think of counters using the power of the captain as a homing beacon. Hopefully the vizard would understand the task at hand but more so Jones thought of draining the captain of all his power keeping him from fighting at his peak which to Jones would need to be thought out fully being that this fight will end many lives around them not just their own, though his mind was on the fight Jones could not help think of what is happening in town and are his men fighting to keep it or dieing.

((OCC:i have very little muse.)))

First the words, then the darkness, it had happened quickly, but it was the life that Kenta remembered in a less then favored manner, a life that was controlled every word seemed to bring back the pain, and the final battle. The Vizard had to force him self not to cringe as the commander spoke his unneeded harsh words. He ran his fingers through his soft black as the darkness, engulfed him. The emptiness of the new battle field did not effect him as sight was not worth that much in such a great battle. The only change in his stance was the fact this already titan grip on the sword tightened even more, causing more blood to slowly fall down into the never ending darkness .

By the look of it the doctor had already set to work unleashing scalpels throughout the region, the shapes could barely be made out by Kenta’s sharp golden eyes. Not wanting to put the attack to waste, Kenta quickly unleashed a small pulse of Reiatsu, the small burst was just enough to ruffle his coat. their would be two areas that the reiatsu did not fill, one would be the doctor while the other region would be the target. The Vizard leader held the flow steady for a breif moment hoping that his human ally would have enough time to understand his plan and get a general idea of his enemies location.

Releasing the pulse, Kenta held up his left hand, in which a small form of energy a massed. The energy ball, a cero to be exact, launched out of the dark haired boys hand and into the darkness. The explosion that would soon occur, would hopefully allow them to gain an unlikely hit or maybe weaken the layer of Darkness that surrounded them all. Not that the Darkness really bothered Kenta that much, but it was preferable to be able to see what his opponent was doing.

(Sorry about the shortness.)

Its Dead i am out----> Exit

[sorry that it has been forever. I have had a few major things I had to deal with and the inspiration that sits on my shoulder has died.]

Yaouchi stayed in the darkness. He waited and waited until he saw an attack coming. Scalples it seemed were coming at him from the Human that would be easy enough to block. Yaouchi crouched behind his massive blade using it to cover his entire body and more. The scalples collided with the blade and that was that.

Yaouchi could feel Reiatsu coming at him as well. So he did the lazy yet effective option of staying behind his giant blade. Yaouchi braced himself and when he felt the Reiatsu close enough to him he pushed on the blade and pumped his Reiatsu into a push. Yaouchi deflected the incoming Reiatsu and then stood up and pulled his blade up into his hands. Yaouchi then focused his spiritual pressure that was free on the human to at least decrease his movement abilities.

Yaouchi then loosed a hand out of his chest and sent it after the human it quickly rushed at him with the speed of a low level Shunpo. Yaouchi himself flared his Reiatsu one last time in his old position before using his own Shunpo speed to arrive near the human. Yaouchi was about a meter away and still in Shunpo state to slash wildly at the human's right then left then right then left using shunpo to switch between them.

Yaouchi finished with one slash to the Human's back while and dissapeared just a half second before the shadow hand would have collided into the human grabbing him up and crushing his bones under its pressure and strength. That would be the ideal. Yaouchi to make up for him leaving a whole half second Yaouchi never once took his pressure off of the human. It was just a focused amount of the pressure Yaouchi let off just walking around but still would be easily strong enough to force the average shinigami to the ground and after while crush the life out of him. It would easily delay or weaken his movements.

As for the Vaizard Yaouchi let him be for the moment. Hopefully he would understand what Yaouchi had done that would effect him later but if not then Yaouchi would kill him very soon. Yaouchi sighed and pivoted himself to a new location in the dome completely. He hid his pressure here waiting to see what the future entailed.