[BSD-RP] Human World: Karakura Town

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-At Urahara’s Shop
WAAAAAHHHHHHH
The shinigami as figured, would be completely distraught as their communication devices would explode upon bringing them out. There was no way to contact their superiors, or anyone else for that matter. Their fates strictly reliant on the skills they had as a unit. Anything less than great was going to send them to the grave.... early. The Cero coming from the Menos are launched voraciously one by one, some of them heading directly to their target, some of them bouncing off of the near-impenetrable barrier surrounding the shop. The shinigami scattered out like flies before they were hit by these initial attacks. Scurrying around like chickens with their heads cut off, some of them mustered up the courage and started attacking the floating beast head on with their unsealed Zanpakuto. Brave was one of the last things you could've used to describe their actions, it was more so on the side of idiotic. As soon as the lot felt their Zanpakuto's bounce off of the gargantuan beast. They'd find themselves at the direct mercy of a Vagido, piercing their souls and body alike. With their size being completely dwarfed by they beast, they were better off standing back and taking the sound waves from a distance. Being close just only sped up the process of their deaths, some of them being completely stunned by the pain. Before the shinigami could even retreat from their failure and make a new plan, they'd be met with the brunt of the Menos' hide and smacked with tons of force through multiple buildings, crippling them indefinitely. The ones who weren't hit, but still affected by the direct and up close Vagido's, soon found their heads filling up with blood. Only for their heads to popped open like a balloon, blood gushing from their necks like a fountain. Such a foolish attempt from those shinigami, all for them to still not even notice what was going on underneath their noses. Still unaware of the sneakiest being there, the Arrancar, hidden in their area, slowly but surely breaking into the barrier that surround Kisuke Urahara's shop.
Elliseo while on his way to his destination, noticed the sneaky devil's location amidst the violence.
"Clever... using my arrival as a distraction. They'll never see it coming."
-Near Oyama Hoshi

The Menos charged directly at the 3rd Seat, the only thing on the Hollow's mind was it's next meal. As the beast moved closer and closer, a smile crept on Oyama's face. It was no normal smile, something that definitely insinuated sadistic traits. She immediately vanished into a shunpo dodging the assault. Sadly though, the same couldn't be said for her comrades as they were immediately gobbled up as the Menos crashed into the building. She reappeared running on the back of the whale Menos, simultaneously releasing her Zanpakuto in the process. As the Menos' descent broke through the building causing a storm of dust on it's breakage, Oyama was still riding on top of the beast, trying her hardest to stab through it's hierro, to no avail. It took a certain level of strength to break through it's hierro with ease. Oyama just did not fall into that category, and she would soon realize through her repeated stabbing.
WAAAAAHHHHHHH
This screech was in a different tone. The Menos that had crash landed splashed into the remnants of Soul King's blood on the ground. The Menos began to squirm on the ground in utter pain, the blood burning through his hierro like a wildfire, before instantly killing him and causing his body to dissipate. Oyama would be fortunate to dodge the brunt of that onslaught, but she had much more problems to deal. For when she turned to face the other way, she would find herself surrounded by even more of these creatures. For as strong as she was, even a slew of these creatures could down her with relative ease. With the amount of reiatsu she possessed surely her potential death, could be the cause for their evolution. They were salivating at her presence, her death was going to be for a greater cause. Even though her attention would be grasped by the arrival of the Quincies far out and the threats around her. Oyama would truly begin to feel a different level despair, one bringing her down to her knees.

Oyama would immediately crumble to the ground, feeling a shockwave of pressure attack every ounce of her body and soul. Almost as if she being chewed down on and devoured whole by an apex predator. Elliseo would not hold back on exerting his reiatsu, he wanted to make his presence felt upon his arrival. The whale menos ceased their assault, upon witnessing their revered leader. He descended from the air to get on level footing with the female shinigami. Every inch he got closer it became harder to breathe for Oyama, harder to move, and harder to think. All that she would feel was the unrealistic pressure his reiatsu displayed, everything else in her body becoming numb. Upon reaching her level, he made sure his gaze matched hers, albeit being outright taller than her by almost a foot. Putting both of his hands in his pockets, he displayed a different level of confidence upon approaching her. There was nowhere in his mind where he felt like his life could be in danger.
" So little one, do you know where I could find an ample source of the Soul King's Blood? I need it desperately, so I can go on about my own."
Elliseo had no intention to kill the shinigami at the moment, not until his goal was fulfilled. If she had any thought in her mind to disobey his request, his intentions could change on a whim,
-Rest of Karakura Town
As dozens and dozens of these special Menos swarm in, they establish their presence in Karakura upon their descent. Souls are abundant and free for the taking, their Gonzui setting the table for them, allowing for a pleasant meal. Aside from the Menos that were already occupied, there were exactly 26 of these beast left in Karakura scattered about.

On one front, the quincy soldiers deployed by the Diamonte family were sent out to eradicate these hollows. Pairs of them tackling one Menos each. The Menos were quite intrigued on their arrival, it wasn't their reiatsu, no.... It was something even more compelling drawing them in, they couldn't resist it.
WAAAAAHHHHHHH

The Menos became more riled up, everything increasing between their vigor, speed, and aggression. Sadly they were met with something that would potentially quell them, Suddenly, blue crosses would appear from the ground, and in an instant some of the Menos were eradicated upon contact with them. It was fairly easy to dispatch them with these crosses, for the simple battle between Quincy and Hollows was a lopsided one. The mere existence of a quincy itself was deadly to a Hollow. Especially with the dominance they displayed over them in the Blood War. This however did not stop the resistance fully. Some of the Menos, as large as they were began evading the crosses, swimming majestically through the air. The pairs of the Edelsteinzug, that found themselves close to the gigantic beast that were still alive, would soon be stunned by the horrific pressure of a Vagido. As the ability shook the very core of their body, they'd find themselves blindsided with Cero, annihilating them from existence in the process form all angles.The beast had a terrible matchup, but they wouldn't back down and it'd take a while for all of them to be eradicated. The strongest out of the group of Quincy, was a dark skinned man was yelling at the top of his lungs, looking to engage in the fight. He too would not be excluded from their wrath, as he would be met with three different Cero's attacking his specific location. His reiatsu being the strongest thing nearby, even with the bait, his sole presence was the strongest hook.
On another front there four Menos were there to witness the abrupt burst of energy nearby. An emerald flame pillar rising into the air, like a tornado.

The Menos witnessed this, and ignored the level of power of which he displayed. Only thing they wanted was food, and that's what they were going to get. The four them charged recklessly into the flame, only to be met with the energy of the flame about to strike them where they stood in the air. By themselves, they were dead meat to this attack, but simultaneously their combined usage of their Vagido technique, turned into a centralized sound wave, targeting the attack meant for them, and immediately dispersing the flames with their combined effort. Avillio would soon learn that these aren't your run of the mill Menos Grande. It would take more than an average unfocused attack to annihilate them. After getting rid of the attack Avillio presented, they would continue using the Vagido now unfocused, and back to it's widespread range. Avillio would find himself suffering from the effects, shaking from the inside, stunned trying to relieve himself of the abrupt pain it was causing. The very foundations of buildings trembled from the Hollows sound, all of the gravestone's in the cemetery nearby shattered with each passing second. It truly was a day of unprecedented destruction.

 

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“Ohh?”
“Ohh? What do you mean oh?”
“That hollow dead upon impact with the ground. They would normally survive such a th-”

A wave of reiatsu poured over, causing her to turn towards the Arrancar that was descending upon her. Sure the pressure was intense, she did however feel worse, one that caused her to plummet into the ground. Despite being pushed down she was still able to push hers out, even if it was for a short period, she wouldn’t descend to the ground fully. Breathing difficult task but still she was able to breathe, however her emotion of fear? Anxiety? None of that was with Furia, only excitement was with her. Once he came in view she had turned to look up at the arrancar.
" So little one, do you know where I could find an ample source of the Soul King's Blood? I need it desperately, so I can go on about my own."
This was no doubt an Espada level Arrancar, So the arrancar came back to and showed their destructive nature. Unfortunate for those poor souls she was charged to protect, but again she showed little regard for the carnage. She only cared for her own life, after all why would she care about others? They weren’t necessary for her life.
“Your best guess would probably be a water treatment plant. I’m sure you can just pick up and move the containers that hold that blood, but getting it back to Hueco Mundo wouldn’t be as easy as that. I’m sure you know that Kishi objects can’t be brought back to either Hueco Mundo or the soul society. You need something to That would require a Reishi Henkan-Ki, even then from the looks of it that blood you seek will probably eat away at the Reshi both inanimate and animate alike with ease.
Oyama had been in her head afraid of the idea that she was going to be slain, had been a bit captivated by Furia’s performance, no heart rate increase due to a flight or fight response, no stuttering just a bit of logic, the menos that this arrancar brought with him would not last long in transporting the blood. He would need a strong container to do so.
“Theres more than likely a solution to your problem here… Urahara’s candy shop would have what you’re looking for. A device that can convert and reinforce at the same time. Only problem is, a barrier has been formed around that shop, and none of my members had been able to breach it. You however would have a strong enough force to break through it. The question is though, do you know what too look for once you’ve entered that shop?”
Damned if you do, damned if you don’t, she had given all she could, played on an ego, thanks to his confidence that she couldn’t harm him. She said all she needed to say, with the hope that she appeared to be more useful than she appeared. Still, she didn’t make this up, that hollow only died to a portion of the blood inside that was found inside the ground. She wondered if a container full of soul kings blood would be even more deadly; A question she may not find out.

 

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Senkaimon >>> Karakura Town

Suddenly, over the horizon of the Menos army, some reinforcements arrived for Oyama Hoshi. More unseated, but there were others on the way, hopefully with their lieutenant. Those who still remained alive would feel a sense of some relief upon the senkaimon gates opening, and more Shinigami came out. They ignored Quincy on the field for now, and got to work. Several 13th unseated stood feet apart, and casted a basic Kido spell, trapping several of Elliseo's Hollow army within it.
"Hado Number 12, Fushibi!"
Each of them would go off in unison, and the whales, once flying freely through the air, became trapped, like a fly caught in spider web. The shinigami all worked in unison, pulling the sticky trap tight so they couldn't escape what happened next to Elliseo's unfortunate menos. They've eaten their last meals.
"Hado number 4, Byakurai!"
Tracing along the several Fushibi, the 13th unseated sprung their traps, and began frying the Whale-shaped Menos army from the inside out. It mattered not to pierce their hides, they would fry them instead. The whales eyes would pop like pimples out of their eye sockets and fall to the ground in a burning heap of flesh and bone.
"Do it now!"
As they were being burned and falling, the remaining unseated would work as a team, purifying the Hollows by stabbing their weakened and burning masks. The shinigami were doing their jobs as best they could.

 

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Chaos. Not nearly the way he would have planned this operation in the slightest. He was properly prepared for this particular situation, his sensory skills being very fine tuned, it allowed his focus on the task at hand to be willed through sheer physical dominance. Based on his current assessment of the scene at hand, it would appear as if the Shinigami were charged with the cleanup of the incident that took place merely four days ago involving another strong interloper coming via the depths of Hell itself. Allegedly the Soul King’s blood has also been littered ungracefully all over the city streets and as it would appear, maybe Elliseo’s trip here wasn’t entirely mindless whatsoever. But why send Abraam with a separate task…? This clearly seems to have more value than someone's life’s essence. ”¿Qué está planeando el rey?” (What is the king planning…?) he kept wondering. But he removed that front of the forefront of his mind to stay his vision in the blank space before him.
Cero’s, Kido large gusts of wind as the by product of fierce tail strikes from the pale faced Menos, the guppies that belonged to their king fish. The Shinigami thought them to be regular low level Menos grande, only to realize how foolish their boons were in their attempt at salvaging what was soon to be left of Karakura Town. The seemingly everlasting sounds of the Vagido were even crippling and instantaneously killing every last Shinigami in the area, as Elliseo would raise his own Reiatsu to intimidate the masses in the area. Well, all but one it would seem. With the Whale Lord around mixing it up with Max, he was probably sure to claim a Espada seat shortly. Yet another Arrancar to add to the dislike list. Abraam’s posture and stature didn't change since he let loose his green circles, other than having to move ever so slightly from the left to the right while keeping his eyes solidified on the airspace between the building and the ceroes he created, he relied solely on his sensory skills and innate reflexes to dodge anything that would potentially break his concentration. Ducking, swaying and even stepping ever so slightly out of the line of fire from any and all incoming attacks.
His hand was still positioned the same as well, but with it slowly being closed into a fist, perspiration started to fall down between his brow from trying to crush the barrier from different angles and areas, just over two thirds of the way to becoming a complete fist, he could feel the integrity of the barrier weakening right in the very palm of his hand. By now the expansion of the cero circles had grown from its initial roots, all several of them now more than three feet in diameter can nearly touch one another as they expand further and further with the pressure of Abraam’s palm closing in on itself, the screeching in the background acted as a dramatic backdrop for the impending destruction of this barrier. The ceros themselves were invisible to the naked eye along with the constitution of the barrier, as the destruction ensued. Everyone would appear to be unaware of his presence or arrival. Pity for them. Even though it was Elliseo giving them a hard time, it was really him that they should be worried about. But, to each their own.
He would clutch his right wrist with his free hand for further support to carry him through the last stretch of the break in, he wasn’t sure if the public would notice that the barrier is gone due the other things they would need to be far more concerned about. Such as their very survival. A few of the circles now expanded into one another, similar to linking chains, he linked the openings created by his expanding forces causing the barrier to rupture itself trying to hold together its integrity. Through his keen understanding of energy patterns, and the creation of self sustaining barriers or things of this nature was something he had a wealth of experience in. It was long after the fifth and sixth circles entwined with one another before the inevitable took place. He paused as he felt a stoppage in his hand but not because he hit a wall in his grip or the barrier continued its push back. He looked at a now green barrier which also took on Arrancar's invisible natures, the color in which matched his own reiryoku. Which meant…

”Almas tan débiles. La muerte es un regalo para ellos."
(Such feeble souls. Death is a gift to them.)
He not only destroyed the barrier but he replaced it with a form of his own only allowing a Hollow’s presence to be granted passage. It covered the same amount of ground as the previous obstacle but without all the fancy deterrents surrounding them, he planned on remembering that effect for future purposes. He quietly and effectively lowered himself to the ground level while still cloaked by the scenery around him, he easily stepped into his defence unharmed and with both hands returning to their native homes. His pockets. He walked calmly but alertly through the courtyard up to the front step of the seemingly abandoned shop. He eyed the windows and the doors, but the hollow made out nothing with his eye sight. He took the first step onto teh porch and made his way inside, hoping to find the thing Max calls ”the Hogyoku”.

 

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(“indicates verbal conversation”)
(~indicates telepathic conversation~)
Still doing his best to focus on the mission despite the chaos that Elliseo had brought to Karakura and the scent of so many shinigami portraying themselves as quite the tasty morsels in their panic, Alfa’s senses had grown ensnared by the potent and unique smell of the Soul Kings blood, growing more and more potent with each passing second as he zero’d himself in on where such a strong body of the blood could be. Most of what was readily visible was the dried up and spread out puddles and stains that came as the aftermath from the event that happened 4 days ago, nothing worth fretting over if there were larger sources to find. What Alfa was following the scent of was a pool or small pond of the blood, or at least that was the best description he could think of for what he was tracking down.
-15 miles from Urahara Shop-
He soon found himself running down the center of a busy street, still tracking the smell until he felt he was right on top of it, jumping up and grabbing hold of one of the overhanging poles that held up the street lights, digging his claws into it and altering his trajectory so to swing over and land on top of the pole without ever losing his grip. Using his eyes, all Alfa could see was the panic of running humans trying to find a safe place to take cover from what, to them, would only seem to be random explosions tearing buildings upart all over town; everyone was trying to find a place off the street and away from the danger that potentially could hail from above. The odd thing about all of this was that a good number of these people were moving themselves to where Alfa had followed the scent to, a closed underground subway station. Following those people in, Alfa quickly took notice of just how dense the smell was in this closed off underground area, and exactly why. Much of the Soul Kings blood still remained in the subway station, a river of red nearly 2ft deep flooding the metro and keeping it from being active; it seemed the humans had yet to drain all the “water” in these stations, merely using it as a sort of bunker from the invisible war that took place above.
The mortals didn’t concern Alfa in the slightest, they were pitifully weak and grossly abundant, providing him with no enjoyment in hunting them down nor satiating even a fraction of his hunger. The only thing Alfa worried himself with at the moment was the blood he tracked all the way here, making his way to the edge of the aforementioned river as he pulled one of the black beads that was given to them by Izeel, and tossed it in. The moment the bead had touched the crimson liquid and sunk not even an inch below its surface, Izeel’s garganta bomb triggered itself and began swallowing all the blood that flooded the subway, drawing every drop ever closer to the gargantas' specially designed vortex. This process would probably take some time with how much it was consuming, possibly just a few minutes but it was hard to tell exactly how much it would be pulling in, it could keep doing its business for well over an hour for all Alfa knew. But this was no longer Alfa’s concern, a large enough portion of the blood was being given directly to Izeel’s lab, to a specifically designed container that Alfa was under the impression was quite large despite never having set eyes on it himself, yet.
~Yes I believe that will be sufficient, but keep that nose of yours out for anymore you find. The more we find the better off Izeel’s research will go and that will benefit all of us. Now run along and get to your hunting, we both know you can’t wait to get out there.~
”I mean.. If you’re just gonna say it like that, how can I refuse? Still got two more of those garganta bombs though. You sure you don’t want me to go find more? I already got the scent, nearly intoxicating as it is, I’ve no doubt I could find more.”
~Hmm, if you’re gonna be so ins---~
”--- But since you insist, I will gladly grant my dear little sister's request and go search for a worthy prey in her stead.”
~FIRST, you flea ridden mutt, you are most certainly not the eldest of us. We were born toge---~
”--- SECOND, I’m bigger and stronger. And if you remember who was in control of our whole operation just a few days ago, which was me by the way, I think the evidence speaks for itself.”
~How can you still be so infuriating after the separation?! Don’t answer that, I don’t wanna hear your mouth in my head. I am going to take a nap, you go do whatever but leave me alone. Wake me when you're dead.~
”Aww don---”
~--- WHEN YOU’RE DEAD! Is that clear?!~
”Ahahahaahaa, yes ma’am, hahahaa…”
Turning away from the quickly draining river of blood, and now surrounded by a few humans who were confused at what was going on with the water in the subway, even a few pulling out their phones to record the “water” being siphoned into an invisible point of origin, even defying gravity to do so. Alfa unsure of what the devices the people were holding in their hands were, he gave the devices a quick once over before realizing they were recording devices. Stepping back and giving a big toothy grin in front of one of the cameras, Alfa gave a quick wave to say hi to the people that couldn’t even see him, still giggly and proud of pissing off his “little” sister just a few moments prior before gathering his composure and leaving the subway.