It's not Insanity, it's common sense.

A day’s hunts, a day’s kill. Blood ran down the road as the hunter watched as his prey was not only kill but totally annihilated. No harm done, as the creature’s whose blood now dripped from it’s battered lifeless form was nothing more than a demonic creature called a hollow. Another spiritual threat another day of work, the hunter had very little disregard for the balance or in fact the workings of the spiritual world.

The hunter, better known as young Suei, moved towards his next target, his movements quick and rather hard to track from behind his glowing pink eyes. The blond boy’s reitasu levels skyrocketed as he approached the next target, another spiritual being, more human than hollow, maybe not even hollow at all. Not wasting his time to learn the realities of the spiritual world, may have been the young humans biggest and last mistake. All that could be heard as the shinigami’s were brutally attack was “More...” The child had no remorse or understanding of consequences, perhaps now he would learn some.

(sorry for the shortness)

The blond youths bliss was quickly cut off by a sudden rise in spiritual pressure, his pink glowing eye’s quickly gazed over the landscape and saw….nothing. As Suei returned towards, his playthings, his whole game had been shattered as the targets had quietly but effectively slipped away into the dark. In a frantic angry search, the human began to survey the area, and with luck, there it was, a target. A shinigami had been foolishly running into a near by building. The man, didn’t have a chance to react as Suei, quickly slammed an inhuman attack into his abdomen, ending his life almost immediately.

The boy would have been rather proud of himself, that is if an irritating noise, hadn’t arose in the air . A drip of sorts, this sound alerted Suei. His pink eye’s surveyed the air as spun around pivoting on his left foot, and there it was….a large tidal way, that seemed to be amassed of dark liquid substance. The liquid converged over the area in which Suei had been standing.

The sound of waves crashing was followed up by a muffled explosion. As the smoked cleared, Suei was revealed, he stood with in a small ring of dry land, his body had small drips of blood that was his own and some that was truly alien to him. The source of the defensive blast, hovered above the human, two dark black cloudy orbs. The orbs remained suspend for a brief moment before as motion by their master, they flew into the field of blood. The two reiatsu based weapons quickly honed in on two different reiatsu sources and exploded. What they hit was uncertain to Suei, who was gasping as he cover a patch of skin that had been blow open by his own lat, a piece of green cloth made the perfect bandage. In preparation, Suei released another batch of reiatsu based orbs, and then the anxious sixteen year old, simply waited.

A plan…then pain, the blast had felt as if it landed upon his arm, instead of his target. The ability proved interesting but either way the plan had been blown out young Suei’s mind. In an attempt to clear his head, the blond human quickly generated another sphere of unimaginable darkness, the orb remained solid, not a single sign of explosion present. Owner hand of the boy, wrapped it’s self around the orb, his was limb, but the battle had barely begun. The orb of darkness slowly began to descend of the ground, young boy in tow.

As he drifted above the endless chaos, a plan slowly formed it’s self with in the young human’s head. In a moment of quick action, a small object was dropped upon the ground, and what followed it was another one of Suei’s powerful weapons. The orb, slowly inserted it’s self in to the object, after a brief second the object, rose, it’s movements were jerking and inaccurate. After a few more moments the object had been possessed by the dark orb, and now an orange haired figure stood in the battle field, his eye’s filled with nothing but darkness. The figure entered the battle field, a perfect tool, as it held no blood.

(Sorry for the shortness.)

[ooc: question, did you disappear, summon up your puppet fellow, or both? Sorry about the lack of understanding. Also, you're forbidden from apologizing for post length!]

(Rose up above on an orb, and summoned my puppet on to the ground, sorry about not being clearer.Suei is just floating)

[ooc: tis quite all right, just wanted to make sure lest I make a mistake. It was the "descend"ing part that confuzzled me ^^]

A creepy marionette show? Was this to be what Mao suffered through while filthy?! Fates were cruel as she glared coldly at the object, not an ounce of caring of what it was made from, what it was made from, nor what it even truly was. All that would matter would be how it affected this battle, and hopefully end in its shredding. However, if it required this act of possession then it wasn't likely alive, and therefore, unlikely to possess blood. Didn't mean it couldn't be abused beyond recognition, however, so Mao would have to test it, see just what it was capable of.

Staying her distance, Mao watched the panoramic view of the boy and his 'doll' as Yoruyonaka rushed forward, some of the blood racing alongside him, some flanking him while other samples flew under cars for travel. The blood formed wolf leaped as quickly as he could towards the strange puppet-slash-man, fangs searching for the throat or an arm while his forelegs were seeking solace in digging his claws into that which they could gain a loving touch to...a sick and twisted love. Simultaneously, the blood hidden under cars, one car behind on each side, a car on each side flanking, and one from the front all spewed a few blood needles each at him, a ring of blood rather than fire.

Behind Mao stood at the ready, waiting to see if she'd have to call on her own stock of blood for some defensive measures against the doll-like man, or the boy above on his precious sphere.

A rush, of blood came towards the puppet, the hair flailed for a brief moment before, the creature began to move. It’s movements had slowly become more fluid and human like, with every passing second that drained the world. Blood, converged around the puppet, as if in an experiment, rather reckless but necessary, as if someone was inside the head of the operator. A burst of reiatsu filled the air as the blood covered the puppet from view, though the timing was off by a mere fraction of a second. That second meant something considers the fact that the wind current had only managed to push away the blood and land the wolf on the puppets arm.

The orange haired demon’s right bloodless arm went limp, allowing the bloody jaws that clamped down with such force to simply slid off, leaving a thick indent. It was rather fortunate that the puppet had no feeling of it’s own or it have been rather irritated. It was a truly good thing, as Suei good not handling arguing with himself and a minion, perhaps that was the reason why all his servant were dead bodies. The puppet moved in at a slow but progressive pace, stopping a few feet before, the girl it’s eye’s functioning as Suei’s and as a result reflecting his blood lust. A Strong current, quickly pulled through the area, ripping up a piece of heavy dark cement for the ground, the piece, followed the current and sped towards the target. Not wanting the attack to be pointless, the demon quickly moved in sending a current towards the girl. The current was designed to pull Mao towards the orange haired creature while she attempted to evade the cement piece. The puppet’s hand remained out stretched waiting for the girl to coming flying to his attack.

[Edit: changing to a kill post with Suei/Kenta's permission]

Moving as fast as it can through sluggish veins and organs, some falling out with the dislocated arm after destroying its socket join, it made its way through the chest cavity quickly and upwards. Its destination? The head. Now likely this thing wasn't being controlled by its top organ anymore, having watched that sphere, but there was no saying one couldn't utterly distort the perspective a little, as for all she knew the doll was acting on some subconscious level, sooo...why not blind him? Thus, went his eyes, gouged through by blood spikes for the watery goo filling to come cascading out with some of the black blood. Upon its traveling back down into his body, it made sure to not only flatten out some of the back of the group, but quickly extend so as to sever the head from the neck and torso.

Around the puppet the blood made its connection, injecting its self into his dead and emptied body, filling it and taking its course with the other band of blood inside. From so many points inside it became far easier to begin dismantling the body, expanding inside until body parts blasted off from sheer pressure in areas such as knees and hips and elbow and shoulder and chest cavity. The blood was converging on it and enshrouding parts and pieces, the arm taken off not long ago enveloped so as to be crushed within its depths in the alternate realm, swapped out for new blood. Within mere minutes it was fully enveloped, and, with some simple trading, was utterly gone from the battlefield while being crushed by a sea of black blood in the alternate realm.

The puppet gone the concrete behind fell and Mao's feet touched the ground, only to be launched via coiling platform of blood, up at the boy on the orb. Perhaps it was shock over the quick destruction of his beloved doll, or maybe her own quick actions, but he was caught unawares as she raised up to puncture his stomach area and inject some of the blood into his body this time. With swiftness he launched an orb in her face, and her claws only came up in time to prevent facial burns as she was blasted away from him, some of her clothes now tattered. A feral grin lit her and Kumori's accompanying faces as she reached a hand out towards him...and then harshly pulled backwards. From his body sprung blood, but not from orifices: from varying parts of his body centered around the place of puncture. The general stomach to some of the chest area had sever holes, especially from veins with some organs from the sheer damage that had penetrated him. Then again, he'd gotten her dirty, so to Mao, this was fair payment.

He began falling from the orb, only managing to command it to catch him before he hit the ground, but was now significantly lower. Low enough that when he looked up he was able to see black, with only a bit of sky blue above the border. There was but a large blast that began inside the bubble of black blood, before yet again, it was replaced, they dying boy sent to a blackened Hell where he would feel spiking pain before death would finally claim him, seeing the left over, eyeless head of his puppet before he went to the nether worlds.

Kumori trotted over to his mistress, and but moments later an orb fell from his mouth as he let it ooze on out in its strange mass. Picking it up, Mao ate it as she would if she were sucking the juice out of a tomato, ingesting the soul filled with delightful energy. By this point the Shinigami had dispersed, though she cared not considering how utterly hopeless they had appeared to be against this young lad. Where so many really this badly off? No matter, a butterfly came speaking of a meeting and it seemed they had lost enough racism to allow her to attend. Entering the gate she left this bloody mess for someone else to clean up.

[exit]