Spoils of the Hunt [OPEN]

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Selena Sonorous
Fraccion to the Primera
Student at Karakura Highschool


A Garganta opened in the large room before the dungeon cells as Selena Sonorous, Fraccion to the Primera Espada came out of it, holding the Orange Haired Time Reverser known as Inoue Orihime in her hands. Orihime was obviously out-cold, although for how long, Selena was not certain. She opened a Cell door with one hand before straightening Orihime into a sort-of standing position. Supporting the unconscious female to stand, Selena then shoved the human into the cell unceremoniously, before slamming the cell door shut and locking it. She snapped her fingers loudly as two hollows instantly came to her side.

"Guard the Cell. There is no chance of the prisoner escaping but I want you to keep an eye on her. If she tries to do anything stupid, inform me at once." Selena instructed as the Hollows nodded in response. She then closed her eyes, softly sighing as she focused. She then sent a pulse of reiatsu out from her body, the pulse acting like sonar, sending a signal to all spiritual beings within the area of her presence. She did this mainly to notify the Espada Lord and the Sin of Lust that she had returned with her prey. She glanced back through the small barred window on the cell door at the unconscious form of Orihime, who should be regaining consciousness within the next few minutes. For some reason, Selena was feeling a stabbing and hollow feeling inside the pits of her stomach... She was unfamiliar with this foreign feeling and she did not like it. Was this pity? Remorse? Did she regret the betrayal she had done? She was a part of Lord Lance's Fraccion long before she had known these people, and yet why did they affect her so in such a short time? Even the orange haired woman, Orihime, had been exceptionally nice to Selena during their short month together. Remembering the amusing moments in which Orihime had showed off her brilliance for food-experimenting, A small smile came onto Selena's face. No. What was she doing!? The smile instantly vanished and was replaced by a dark, sinister look. No. These were all false acts. Just lies to earn the trusts of these lowly creatures. She was loyal to her Lord Lance and only to him. These cretins did not matter... And even though her resolve was now set, a tiny part of Selena's mind thought... As quickly as she had stolen their trust... Had they also stolen her own heart?

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With that done, Selena decided to go watch her master's fight. She opened a garganta and exitted.

[EXIT]

A gargantua opened within the dungeon, as the reiatus of Daxel was felt in the room. Which was a clear sign that it was him, as it full opened, it showed him holding a hollow over his shoulder, with the arms of two different beings in his hand. Exiting out of the gargantua, he dragged out the two bodies and turn his gaze to the others within the room. His gaze settled on Ichigo Kurosaki and his female friend known as Orihime. "So it`s true, Lance was able to capture Ichigo, hmm." he states in thought as he looks to their Espada lord, Zelena. "I have brought in three prizes. One is a adjuchas, with the strength of a fracion. The other is fullbringer, with the power similar to that of the Nuveno Espada, and the last is a bount, with power that seems to equal that of one of the Segunda or Primera Espadas. But it was rather weak, most likely do to hunger, so he should not be a problem once he awakes."

He informs as he takes the three to the cells. Putting them all in one of their own. Turning, he look over to the Espada Lord as he went to a knee. "Is will go now." as his gaze shifted over to the shinigami and his female friend. It was rather rare to see someone be able to capture him, unless it was the Espada Lord herself. And eventhough the Primera Espada was strong, in power, he would say that the shinigami was stronger. He must of relied on some type of tatics, most likely used the female as a scapegoat, or someone else. Daxal wouldn`t be surprised if he did. Looking back to the Espada Lord, he nodded and took his exit.

[EXIT]

Ophelia, the Adjuchas brought in and cast within a cell by Daxel, stirred. Her Hollow regeneration had kicked in when she lost consciousness, restoring her vitality bit by it as her spiritual energy recovered. Having been taken directly to Hueco Mundo, the reishi thick atmosphere nourished her directly with every soft breath. Without consuming another soul, it would be a while before she returned to her full fighting strength, but the natural healing factor present in most Hollows was enough to bring her from the sleep.

She woke with a start. "Gray!" Ophelia immediately realized she was no longer in the living world. This reishi thick air, as well as the spiritual signatures of a lot of Hollows and Arrancar...some were different. She smelled some sort of Shinigami had been here, as well as the man from before and her new friend. "Gray! Are you alright!?" Ophelia got up, a little unsteady, and stumbled over to the bars of her cell. She could see the group before them, but was too weak to make out any of their power levels. She couldn't see past the walls of her cell though. What she could see was an Arrancar seemingly talking to people that just weren't there. She identified him as her apparent captor, the man who had come around the same time as a Bount she had fought. Was he delirious? There was no one else here but them.

"Where did you bring us?" She really wasn't in a position to be questioning, but she had to know if her only current friend was alright.

Nik stirred, only briefly. Like Ophelia, he was feeding off the energy of Hueco Mundo, much like he did souls. The overabundance filled him, and was helping him to heal faster himself, though he definitely had no high-speed regen. like Ophelia. Still, the dense spirit energy was helping him. What was this place? It was magnificent! Like a Bount's paradise. The spiritual energy was so abundant here, he would never starve again! Nik's eyes fluttered awake, as he looked around where he was at.

He tried to move but his ribs, they were practically killing him. He sat up, and coughed, blood spilling onto his hands. He flicked it off, sitting up, despite how much it hurt. He got up, so he was in a kneeling position, keeping his ribs fairly straight so they didn't keep stabbing him in the chest. He needed to get out, and fast. While the spiritual energy was sating his hunger, he couldn't afford to be caged up. Who knew what they were going to do to him? "Hello?" He called out. "Are there any other prisoners here?" He asked, sounding somewhat like a frightened kid, but a frightened kid with a plan, at least.

Nik listened to the others, almost on the borderline of conversing. It seemed they were ignoring him, as he had spoken loud enough for them to hear, he was sure. He listened to what he felt as the hollow speaking, talking of needing to eat, and the one she referred to as Gray ask if some people were okay. He didn't know if he was being referred to, so he merely didn't respond. He gathered that his own cage was next to the Hollow's, the bount being on the other side. He heard a very low voice, low enough to where he heard it, but couldn't make it out. It sounded dangerous, to say the least. Nik thought on how to get out, calling on all of his knowledge as a Bount. That's right! They could create a portal of some kind! He had already gathered by now he was on a different world, as nowhere in the World of the Living had he found a place so abundant in spiritual pressure for him to consume.

It would take a good portion of the next few hours, but the reiatsu-thick air was enough to feed him as if he were actually consuming souls. So at this rate, before the end of the day, he could have started on a Senkaimon. He whispered, low enough for Ophelia to hear, though not Gray nor Lance. "Hey, if you're the Hollow, I know we had our differences, but I'm willing to work together to break everyone in here out. I can open a portal in a few hours, but I may need you to distract any guards that come nearby." He said, whispering so low that even Ophelia may have trouble hearing what he said.

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Ashe groaned, the metallic smell of her blood permeating the room as she also found her mouth copper tasting. She had vaguely remembered the wall exploding, but she seemed to have been moved to another cell after that incident so she didn't escape. A hollow must've tended to her wounds to keep her from bleeding to death, as her entire lower torso had bandages wrapped around it. And then, she felt it. That same reiatsu. And she heard the whispers as well, mainly because it was right next to her... Rage filled her insides, Icy cold rage. Her reiatsu instantly flared, causing the temperature of the area to drop enough for mist to form from breaths as she punched the wall.

"YOU." She screamed angrily at the cell next to hers, which contained Nikolai. "YOU COWARDLY FUCK, YOU LEFT US TO DIE EVEN AFTER I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO LIVE!" She shouted angrily, continuing to punch the wall in a rage. The wall was already freezing where she was punching it, but showed no sign of breaking down. She was absorbed in a blind rage, screaming in anger as she continued to punch her fists raw. Until she could punch no more... Panting, she slumped to the floor, giving a heaving breath and then saying, "It's because you chose to run... That she didn't make it..." She said in a low, tired voice, her eyes closed with sorrow and pain for the young girl, who she couldn't find in the hollow attack site and presumed to be dead... Hollows never left any scraps...

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(OOC: I got skipped. >:O Lol Just curious, but what type of prison cell is it? Since they can talk to each other, I imagine it's like a typical jail/prison cell. )

Nik heard shuffling from the other side, coming closer; he imagined it was the woman walking closer. "Bount's have a unique type of portal separate from whatever the Shinigami and Hollows use, but it will take me a while to collect enough spiritual energy." He said, before he heard the screaming coming from the other side. The voice... was very familiar. "Hang on." He said, as he moved to the other side. He stopped, hearing it was the ice lady from earlier, the one who was originally supposed to serve as his teacher when he enrolled in Karakura High, but had disappeared mysteriously.

He waited until she was done with her ranting, his eyes becoming downcast as he thought about the woman he had become friends with. "I know, I know... I shouldn't have left... and I can't make it up to her, but the very least I can do is get you out of here, you just have to be quiet." He whispered. "I'll get you out of here. I promise." He said, moving back to Ophelia's side. He really did feel bad about what had happened to the girl, and felt it was his fault, but now wasn't the time to feel remorse grieve the young girl. "By the end of tonight, I should be able to have consumed enough spiritual energy to open that gate. We just need to destroy the walls connect our cells, and you should be able to get in." He said. He paused, hearing Gray's cage open and close, before hearing Ophelia's own, not knowing a Hollow had been tossed in. He kept silent, as he figured that someone was nearby if they were opening and closing the cages.

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She snarled at Nik's offer, but she could feel the presence of someone or something. So she just hissed through the wall, "I don't want your help, you sick creature. Don't even think of offering your hand, because the first chance I get, I'll drive my arrows through your heart."

Her voice was threatening and aggressive, obviously pissed from him leaving them and even more so about him feeling so sorry now. She hated him. She despised him. And then came the boom. The pressure hit her weak body like a sledgehammer, causing her to utter a small gasp of surprise as she was forced down onto the floor. She clenched her teeth and gritted herself through this pressure, forcing herself not to black out from the pressure. It was all she could do to achieve that.

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Czaiohme had been quietly watching the entire time, walking down the hallway as Lance had thrown the guard into the cell with the captured Hollow, taking it a sharp breath of air as she felt the power within the cell expand. She looked to Lance darkly and was about to speak to his mind when the water surged out through the wall, causing Czaiohme to do a quick double jump up into the air off the wall and come to a halt above the water, avoiding the attack completely as she knelt in the air. She looked to Lance again with a sharp glare, malice in her eyes as it was his fault that Ophelia suddenly got stronger.

"How can you be so careless, Primera? This is a prisoner you just fed. Now, thanks to you, she has to be restrained again." she sighed softly and looked at the damage, merely surveying the area for now. She was not pleased, and she would not fail a situation again. She shook her head and cast a soft glance to Ophelia. "I trust you can handle her, Primera... Prove you have some foresight and get to it... Prove you are worthy of holding your place..." At this point, it didn't matter to Czaiohme that Lance overpowered her easily. She wanted to get this over and done with before anyone found out it had happened. "I'll even provide support, even though you should not need it... So get to it." All of her words were scathing and mental, only Lance would hear them. Then again, she hardly cared what was going through Ophelia's head at that moment, or the others, for that matter.

Nik's face became downcast as he heard the malice in the woman's voice. Regardless of whether she would kill him, given the chance, he wasn't going to allow her to be wrongfully left here. With the water surging, and seeing the shapes in the water, Nik knew something had happened to Ophelia. He heard the telltale signs of the doors being busted open, and knew it was his chance.

Then Lance came.

Unlike most of the other's, the spiritual pressure wasn't much to Nik, though it did give him a slightly chilled feeling. "Zeige dich, Spielen." He said. This said, he tossed the small doll onto the ground. A grinding sound, and the metal bars began bending towards Nik. Even the Arrancar and Fullbringer nearby would feel any metallic objects on their person gravitate towards Nik's cell. Nik forced himself to stand, despite his ribs, as the bars on his cell bent inwards, before being ripped from the wall. That was enough. Spielen began to grow a bright yellow, and a crackling sound was heard as it grew, becoming a large scorpion. The smell of ozone began to permeate the air, the kind that would make one sick when standing out in the middle of a very bad thunderstorm; and they had brought that storm to their base.

Spielen gingerly placed Nik on its back, who stood, surveying the scene. As stated previously, he didn't have the rapid regeneration that Ophelia had, but the dense, reiatsu-thick air that Lance was giving off was doing more than enough to help heal his injuries, as Nik fed on the stuff. Spielen scuttled to the cage next to Nik's, effortlessly tearing the bars off with its claws, before scuttling to Ophelia's own cage, effectively blocking Lance in, with Gray and Ophelia. He grinned at the rush of water; this would help him greatly. Just like electricity and lightning, water being the great conductor that it was amplified Spielen's electric power greatly, nearly doubling the power of his elemental attacks. "Your move." He said.

Lance might notice that while Nik didn't exude the same aura of power as himself, Nik seemed to be unaffected whatsoever by the intense reiatsu this man was exuding. Nik was no fool, though. He figured there was more nearby, and so kept his body half-turned in the doorway, so he could be wary of anyone that would come from behind. He was also waiting to see if Ashe would make her way out, or not.

Czaiohme looks to Lance and sighs. She wasn't one to be ordered by those with a lower rank than her, but she didn't find now to be a good time to argue. "Fine. Do not think that by taking your order that you can any time you wish, Primera. If it comes to it, and I lose myself because of that odd attack, run me through... There are things I should not see again in my past..." she spoke coldly to Lance's mind, not wanting to risk accidentally killing someone because she loses it. She stepped daintily around the attack made by the water, being careful to not look into it. She moved rather gracefully as she moved closer to Nikolai, her arms straining at her chains and her lips struggling at the thread binding them. She was not going to allow him past her, or at Lance, if she could help it.

However, Czaiohme was not like Lance in the sense that she would not take any chance she could get to attack Nikolai. She went right out in front of him, slowly walking towards him. Her voice would soon echo into his mind. "Bounto... If you surrender, then needless violence can be avoided. You will not be leaving, even should the Primera fail in his duty..." Funny how the girl standing in front of Nikolai was chained and letting off no presence of her power other than her sight, yet she was ordering him to surrender. Her steps were careful, Czaiohme taking precaution to stay dry no matter what. If what Lance said was true, she definitely needed to avoid that water and concentrate on Nikolai. Every step was covered with a soft glow of reiatsu, one that would keep her above the water. "I promise... Your surrender will cause no harm to you, nor will I aid him in the capture of your friends. Cease this foolishness..."

Nik froze, hearing the words in his head. He turned away from Lance, Gray, and Ophelia's fight, seeing Czaiohme on the other side of him, approaching with lips sewn shut, and hands bound behind her back. Something about her appearance made her look more intimidating to him than Lance had, despite the latter being covered in blood. He looked down to Spielen, nodding. "You know what to do." He said, to which Spielen faced Czaiohme. The smell of ozone began to get stronger as one of the two cranks in Spielen's back seemed to grind down into his body. Thin rods began to spray from Spielen's body, sticking into the nearby structures. If they hit someone, they wouldn't do any damage, other than maybe give them a slight shock, as if they had been walking around in socks on carpet and touched someone else, but would then fall to the ground, and stick straight-up, oddly enough.

The rods that landed on the floor produced a crackling sound, like electricity itself. In fact, anybody who was making contact with the water might feel their body feeling somewhat tingly, as if their body is just waking up after having been asleep. Nik turned to look back at Lance, watching the fight going on. He turned back to Czaiohme, with a somewhat urgent look on his face. "No, I can't. I won't allow my frie-...acquaintances to be captured for doing nothing wrong." He said, before sighing. "I'll give myself willingly if I can aid them in their escape. I myself will not leave, and you can follow me around, even, to be sure that I don't, but I won't allow them to remain captive here." he said, a look of fierce determination entering his eyes.

Meanwhile, outside of Hueco Mundo, despite the air always being clear, with nary a cloud in the sky, thunder was heard off in the distance, with dark grey clouds being seen at the edge of the horizon. Oddly, there was no wind, yet the clouds were being attracted to Las Noches, coming in from all directions, as if they were surrounding the palace.

Nik's head turned towards the ceiling, as he seemed to sniff the air. He looked back to Czaiohme, his determination somehow being fiercer than before. "Either they can be set free, I will be allowed to help them escape, or I'll bring this whole place down over our heads." He said, his voice deadly calm, as compared to before, a dangerously calm look also replacing his earlier look of urgency.

"It matters not what you do, Bounto... My orders are to detain you, not to allow you to help your comrades escape... They are not here to be punished... They are here because it is Her will..." Czaiohme moved her arms in her bindings and shook, rattling the chains as she continued walking closer. It seemed no matter what Nikolai could say would have no effect on the rigid Arrancar woman. She continued taking small slow steps towards him as she spoke to his mind. "Realize your situation. As much damage as you can do to this place, it will not matter. We have many Arrancar to rebuild. You will still be here, for only on my death will you be allowed past me..."

Czaiohme then stopped, perking an ear as she felt something growing behind her. As a huge risk to herself, she turned and looked, not expecting what she saw. The water level had rose substantially. However, she made a critical error. She only thought that if she was not wet from the water, it would have no hold on her, jumping up and leveling out about the water level once more. In doing so, she looked down to make sure she was above it. This was her critical mistake as she was trapped within Ophelia's power.

Czaiohme gasped at what she saw. She saw herself as a human, memories of her life flashing before her. "Wait... No... This isn't real... I died..." Everyone could hear her mind at this point, it occupying the same wavelength as everyone's basic thought pattern. She shook as she fell to her knees, her lips straining against the bindings to gather a bit of room to pant softly as she shook. Nikolai would be able to see her lips pulling at the threads sewn through them and blood streaming down her chin. "No... It... It wasn't my fault! They... They were orders! I didn't want to! I..." She shook violently as memories of her slaughtering innocents on an order rushed back to her.

She was standing above roughly twenty people, chained like she was with their lips sewn shut. A general stood next to her, handing her a machete. "Do it, Czaiohme... They must not leave this place..." Czaiohme did so unthinkingly, ruthlessly murdering the adults first. Loud sobbing, machine gun fire, people shouting in a foreign language. These were the sounds that echoed through her head and filled the memory. There were two children there as well, making Czaiohme pause for a second. "What's wrong, Lieutenant? Kill them." Czaiohme tried to reason that they were children, and not a threat, but this only got her a gun pressed to her own head. "Kill them or take their place, Lieutenant!" Czaiohme closed her eyes and killed one first, making the other cry out, loudly sobbing and begging not to die. She eventually killed the other child too, and the other officers walked away. Leaving Czaiohme there, knelt among the corpses, crying loudly. She didn't want this...

Back outside her mind, Nikolai would watch the woman fall over, still on her platform made of reiatsu and lying on her side. Due to Czaiohme's abilities to projects her thoughts since her mouth was bound, everyone could hear her thoughts. The gunfire... The screaming... The crying... The death and lamenting of loved ones... The orders barked out to kill everyone... "No... I didn't want to... This isn't my fault! This isn't real! I'm not alive anymore! This... Isn't..." Czaiohme suddenly gets back up on her knees and opens her mouth, allowing the threads to tear from her lips. "REEEAAALLL!!!!!!" She screamed out this word in a blood-curdling scream, the chains snapping from her as her arms flopped loosely to her sides. The screams and gunfire continued to echo out from Czaiohme's mind, affecting everyone in the direct area since it was on the basic wavelength.