A Day in the Rain (Kilik and Ares/Training) (Private)

Karakura town a town known only for its paranormal and odd events that always seemed to take place if it wasn't world ending events it was life ending if it wasn't life ending it was something else entirely and the list seemed to go on and on and seemed to never stop and for some reason always began in this town it was a hot spot for disaster and if people were smart they'd leave but how could they? They didn't know anything of the sort they didn't know if they were on the virge of death of if their was some apocalyptic event just nose hairs away from them but how were they to know was the main question Karakura had gotten a forecast of rain for a week straight which was something of a rare case as rare as any dry land in america to get rain for a week straight it was a once in a life time phenomena the tree's were blowing and the birds were seeking cover to try and get dry and though it was a rare occasion it was perfect for the plant life it as a blessing from the heavens to get this much rain and they were going to sulk up all of this moisture to the last drop


Through the forest foot steps landed heavy as if someone was running from someone else the panting of what sounded like a girl was drawing heavier and heavier as she was trying to escape from someone it was a shinigami girl couldn't have been nomore than 200-300 years of age but the guise of a eighteen year old girl her youth should have allowed her to escape or get away quickly but it seemed like she had been on the run for hours having exhausted all of her resources from her Shunpo to her kido to even her shikai its moves now she was without and she had no time to rest to open a Senkaimon she was being hunted by a predator now unseen by her eyes and she was terrified the thought she could die frightened her more so that she had to pick up the paste stopping meant death she had been reserving some reiatsu not enough to get her home but enough to defend for a little bit and she made the mistake of throwing some low level kido out to try and hit whatever she was aiming for though it was far off in another path and not anywhere behind her

When she popped out towards the end of the forest she screamed allowed hoping anyone would hear her from out of the forest a weapon clinged itself to her neck and latched on like a leech its blade penetrating the skin and as she struggled and yelled for dear life she was slowly being pulled back in trying to get away like an animal trapped in a trap or so it seemed as she was pulled back further and further it became clear that she was done for but it didn't force her to get up and so she turned as she leaned her body back attempting at any and all ways to force her body the other way in the opening of the forest there was a mask with a red sun in the middle of the forehead, she couldn't ever make out who it was and so while she tried to slam her blade onto the chains that did not seem to sever she screamed more and more allowed luckily there were shinigami in the area and they saw her reaching her hand out as she was dragged into the bush what happened next was only silence as if she had been murdered

The other shinigami rushed the scene only to have the chained scythe lash out at them some blocked it others did not having been impaled and hooked in like a fish out of water they screamed as she did begging for life and for the hunter to spare them only to have silence follow them it was rather scary for the others having watched their allies pulled in only to hear silence shortly after as the masked man stepped from the shadows he had been swinging the chained scythe in a crescent as it lashed out at the first opponent the lanturn quickly followed behind the scythe and as the first man blocked the hit the lanturn immediately hit his chest knocking the air out of him and he fell unconscious While the masked man known as Ares appeared and planted the scythe into his chest cavity and ripped down the middle to open him up and let him bleed out, he turned to face the last one he had a face of dread and sheer terror and as he tried to run he was quickly wrapped in the chain of the scythe only to have the scythe circle around and plant itself into his stomach forcing him to cough up blood and Ares who had been approaching threw the lanturn from his body a tattoo transferred itself into the lanturn and like a slow motioned death the lanturn suddenly appeared in the face of the male shinigami and opened up a beam shot out and nearly removed the head all except for a small portion and watched as the shinigami hit the ground.

Ares backed into the forest and awaited for the next victim to come the day was still young and he was still hungry for battle and the night was going to be as young as the day was if this lasted all day, nothing but pure amazement for himself and his opponent.

Silence. That's all that the hunter named Ares would hear, was silence. Slowly, a spiritual pressure began to make itself known. It started out small, as if it were merely a plus. It started to grow, and grow, however, and nearly even match that of Ares' himself. Not quite, but it was close. A large thud, and the spiritual pressure came closer. Judging by the thud, and the distance it was, the being coming must have been quite large. Upon another thud echoing out from the forest, a flock of birds could be seen flying from the treetops, followed by the sounds of wood creaking, and branches crashing down. The crashing was a little ways away from Ares' right, still in the forest. It emerged from the clearing, and at first, it would have been a ghastly sight. A man, roughly ten feet or so tall. The being was about as large as a bull, and wore a helmet with two long, protruding horns, that looked also reminiscent of a bull. It wore the standard shinigami uniform, along with gauntlets covering its arms, going underneath. Everytime a breath of air was exhaled, steam seemed to come out from the helmet, hiding the being's face.

The large being took a step, the thud emanating from the large, rather flat and hard feet of the being, as it surveyed the scene. It seemed to look at all of the bodies, before turning to look at Ares himself. "So you're the one that has murdered my comrades in cold blood?" It demanded. The voice was clearly male, as it sounded almost demonically deep. Despite the trees that may be blocking the way, Brutus pinpointed the Togabito based on his reiatsu, and knew almost immediately where he was. Something should definitely set off the red flag in Are's mind that this man was way different than the others, apart from his sheer size. He took a step closer to the woods once more, placing his hand what appeared to be gently on a tree that was about two inches in diameter. With seemingly no effort, he pushed it, the branch cracking and falling almost easily underneath his hand.

"Do not expect to get away with this, Togabito. Your life is on the line, and you have no choice but to fight. So bare your arms against me." He said, as he drew his own zanpaku-to. The weapon itself was almost as long as a person was tall, and seemed almost as thick as the forearm of a rather burly man. A large weapon for a large man. Brutus thought about the situation, and how if he had acted quicker, he may have saved the lives of the many shinigami that now lay dead, thanks to this Togabito. He would fix it. That's for sure. The thoughts running through the large bull-man's mind were varying, raw emotions, more than one thought in specific. Anger, sorrow, malice. These ran through his head, but despite all of this he kept calm. He needed a level head to fight. Especially with an opponent as dangerous as this one. Say what you want about the Lt., but you could not say he fought on his emotions. He kept himself reserved and nothing more than level-headed, compared to nearly everyone else who fought. With a cool grace, he would strike down enemy after enemy, despite his large size. Seldom was it that he would actually lose his temper in the midst of a fight. It hasn't been seen yet, but that didn't mean it was impossible.

"If you do not attack, beast, then I will save you the need to attack first, and do it myself." He said, as he stopped where he stood. With the arm that was not holding his zanpaku-to, he raised his fist, his index finger and middle finger sticking straight out whilst the the others were curled in. He raised his other arm, and placed the extended fingers on his opposite arm. "Hado #19, Amaterasu no Zēberingu Hikari!" he called out, swiping his hand forward in a horizontal arc as he did so. Light emanated from his fingertips in a horizontal line, the arc flying towards Ares' location. It seemed to cut through trees with ease, and flew directly for the Togabito. It would not be hard to dodge, as it was not especially fast, but if it were to connect, it would easily sever limbs. "Come out, come out, wherever you are." He called, his voice rumbling and echoing from his helmet. He once again resumed an easy stance, standing up straight as he watched the line of the Hado fly.

(Hey, just curious but could you put the gif of Squirtle in a spoiler? It's rather large, and the movement makes my computer run slow.)

Ares had been resting in the forest waiting for his next prey to show his or her face something interesting this time, none of that easy target a runner that was boring there was only chasing frantic attacks and nothing crisp nothing to make him want to fight nothing put him in the excitement of the moment for it as he waited her kept hearing Thuds though they were distant he paid them no mind for now something that was throwing him off was it was awfully quiet too quiet as if someone had just died give or take a few shinigami bodies laying on the ground he stood up and looked at his surroundings something was going wrong and fast it was strange that not even the humans were around doing their little strolls or getting romantic with one another as Ares moved about the forest those thuds he had heard from earlier were getting closer

And as it got closer they got louder this person, his possible next opponent was a big person and from the sounds of it he was angry perhaps those shinigami he had killed were his comrades but he didn't know this yet as the lanturn and Scythe slowly slithered back to him he hid in the bushes like a hunter sizing up his prey to see exactly he was up against what he saw astounded him never had he really been impressed with anything in his life but what he had spotted was a man roughtly the size of two and a half men and as side as ten of them it was quite a sight to see a man so big but then he began to issue challenge in a manner and speak of avenging his fallen comrades, Ares was right these people were his friends People he trained with perhaps and so as he watched the Massive Shinigami ready himself by drawing his weapon so to did he ready himself with scythe and lantern, the tattoo's on his body began shake with angst

When threatened with his life Ares took that as a full on challenge but did not rush him because of anger or hurting of pride besides, what pride did he have left? He had betrayed everything he knew from his father to his clansmen to even his own clan, the shinigami preformed a few hand signs and spoke some incantation and as arc made its way towards Ares he quickly ducked to the ground he thought about his next move well there was the option of rushing him but that could harbor him dead within the transition or he could try and fake him and circle around to the back and take him but there was something that was off..This man knew something Ares didn't and Ares thought long and hard on that knowing full well as well that if he sat still then this man was going to make his way towards where Ares was and it could've been all over as well..

A clever game of cat and mouse could make it more fun more to Ares strong point but Ares questioned if the man was a deceiver to his enemies perhaps he was faster than he looked As Ares readied his scythe he watched to see what the man would do next after all, Ares was deceptively fast as well and incredibly durable for a skinny, lanky man something that pissed off most people When someone would try and smash him into the earths embrace only for him to get back up again something about that always threw people off Ares from the bush threw his scythe out first and quickly shadowing it was his lantern equipped with one of the tattoo's inside of it, if the lantern was to hit this man he would be impaled he had a choice to dodge it or catch it then there was the problem of the lantern he could choose to deflect it only to have it go off and launch a beam forcing him to vanish but either way the damage was not going to be enough to hurt the man but enough to make him see that Ares was no play thing

As he felt the chains slip through his hands like water he wondered if this man was really on a revenge binge or was he just looking for an unforgettable fight something he could remember for the ages it became clear that Ares was not going to get out of here without attempting to kill this guy and the bothering part was it might take nearly all of his skills and strength to do so, he sighed some and closed his eyes as he ran through a self made scenario of what this could turn out to be and the odds didn't look good in the favor of Ares but it was worth a shot...Right?

(I'm going to have to pass on the Training Thread. Sorry about that. I just can't type up 750 words for a post. Too busy, among other things.)