Hot Pursuit

Yummei ran and leaped. His legs burning in protest at his exertions. All the while he grinned manically feeding on the pain within his own body, pushing himself further and further; shattering the limits his body set upon him by focusing on the pain and letting it saturate him.

He ran for his life. He knew that one slip up, just one second of slacking here and it was over. There would be no tomorrow for him. No more pain, no more ecstasy. Nothing. And so he ran, leaping from building tops and tearing through alleys, pursued persistently by the shimigami pair in charge of looking after this town.

He had the option of turning to fight, and he could probably make at least one of them regret following him but the other would almost certainly kill him and so he decided flight over fight was the course of the day.

Leaping of the roof of a building he hit the ground and sharply took a turn to his left, bounding down an alley only to find it was a dead end. ****. Facing off against the shinigami he assessed his situation. He was tired and as much as he enjoyed the pain he knew that when fighting the agony he had already put his legs through would mean his ultimate death.

He had one choice, the use of sonido. He had not particularly mastered this ability and it was going to be risky, but now was a good a time as ever to give it a try.

Gathering his reatsu, he focused and calmed himself. Releasing the reatsu into his limbs as he made a burst of movement for the other side of the alley he found he moved at an unbelievable speed. He moved in the beat of a human heart from in front of the shinigami to behind them.

Not hesitating in the slightest he ripped open a garganta and leapt in closing it behind him.

Cackling madly on the sanded plains of hueco mundo he was delighted over his new found ability.

+1 Speed

It was with trepidation that Yummei found himself standing in the lonely desert of Hueco Mundo holding a cero and waiting to release and then… Jump in its path. He shook his head at himself and his crazy ideas, he had conceived that a good way to practice sonido would be to release a cero blast and then use sonido to out pace it and as such catch it. Of course the problem with this was two fold, one he might not be able to do it and two if he did then he might find his cero a little unhappy at being caught.

Getting his breathing into a steady rhythm he tensed his muscles and released the cero, almost an instant after he released a burst of reatsu along with a leap forward. Moving at an amazing speed he felt for a second that he might be bale to do this on his first try. Skidding to a halt he quickly turned in order to catch his cero, and found empty space staring him in the face. Confused he turned around and saw his cero streaking of into the distance, damn. It had outpaced him by miles.

Cursing his failure he sighed in an exasperated manner and gathered again his reatsu to form a cero. Tensing up again he focused on building a little reatsu in his legs this time to decrease the time it took for him to get moving. Releasing the cero he poured more energy into his limbs and leapt hard after the red ball of energy.

This time he felt sure he would catch it, in fact he almost did he leveled up to it, his sonido wasn’t powerful enough to maintain the speed and he quickly dropped back into a normal speed and had to settle for watching the glowing red ball streak of into the distance.

Cursing the heavens in frustration, Yummei felt like giving up here and now. He had the speed within his sonido, just not the skill to keep it up. There was only one thing to do he decided. Keep at it until he could either walk faster than his damn cero or until trying had killed him.

Gathering again his reatsu he built up the hateful little red ball in the palm of his hand, and tried to maintain a balance of reatsu in his limbs at the same time. Releasing the cero he let forth another burst of energy and moved along desperately trying to catch his own handiwork. A sandy skid was the end result.

Shrugging he tried to comfort himself with the notion that ‘nothing worth having, came easy’. Unsurprisingly it didn’t do much to appease him and it was with a sour grimace the he settled into a steady rhythm of gather, gather, release, release, fail.

This rinse and repeat cycle carried on for hours, days even Yummei didn’t notice. He had come to the point of near exhaustion, but was pleased that he was now able to maintain his sonido for a good four times the distance that he had started with. He would he decided, carry this on with a good 24 hour sleep behind him; and as such he dropped to the floor and snoozed away.

He awoke with a tingling feeling inside him, he had made good progress before, and now that he was all rested up he would be able to see the extent of it.
Ever so slightly nervous, he gathered a cero in his palm, and at the same time pushed reatsu to the limbs of his body. Pushing his cero away from him he released all the built up reatsu and sprinted after his cero.

He streaked after, he streaked along side it, he streaked ahead of it. Turning sharply he brought his left hand up and caught the cero in the palm of his hand. Grinning for all of half a moment he was immensely happy with himself, until his cero exploded on him and sent him sprawling in the sand.

Lying there, singed and grinning he repeated to himself, ‘‘Nothing worth having, came easy.’’ Laughing he slumped unconscious.

Approved + 2 to Speed. Nice.

Speed was an essential tool, if Yummei hadn’t known this he did now. And he was determined to develop his. It was this determination, this drive which brought him to be standing on a motorway in the human world. To be perfectly honest his whole approach to gaining speed was concerning him. First he had decided to try to shoot himself with cero, and now he was going to race cars. Shaking his head at himself he turned around and waited for his first opponent to drive on up.

He had chosen a non to busy motor way and had actually picked out a certain section of it, a long expanse that stretched on for a good 900 meters. This would not only help him build his speed but also he would help him gain a greater control over sonido which in turn would lead to him being able to go for longer and do it faster.

He heard the roar of an engine approach and threw a glance over his shoulder to see a low top sports car race towards him. He almost laughed to himself; it was perfect for what he had in mind.

Yummei gathered his reatsu to his limbs and tensed up ready to move. A harsh wind knocked him as the car flew past, and he was off. He spurted away, moving so quick his body became merely a streak of lines even to himself. He easily outstripped the car, but then he lost his momentum and came to a halt. Continuing on he leapt again, after the tail end of the car this time. Again he moved with a great speed, but again he fell short to soon.

This time the distance put between himself and the car was much greater when he made his next spurt and he was barley able to catch up the car. And once he fell short this time he didn’t even bother to go again. Cursing, he stamped his foot in a boiling rage. He desperately needed to get better at this. The time between his sonido’s was too great and he could not sustain them for long enough either.

Ok scrap this; there is no point in racing cars. You’re just not going to be able to do it. Let’s just work on getting better; he cast a glance to either side of himself and noticed the barriers on either edge of the motor way. They were a nice distance apart in that he could probably go from one to the other with one go.

Settling of against the barrier on the left hand side he gathered his reatsu and leapt, almost straight away he hit the barrier on the next side; bouncing straight off the side he pushed himself with another sonido. Ricocheting towards the other side he tried to keep this movement off back and forth going on. Not letting himself pause in between Sonido’s making it a matter of urgency not to stop.

Of course, eventually he had to stop he was simply too tired to go on anymore but he felt that he had made nice progress through the day. Tearing open a gargant he entered Hueco Mundo and simply slept on the sands.

The next day was far from one of rest and relaxation, as it was back to the same motorway to test out his new found prowess.
As a car came hurtling down the road, Yummei tensed up. Then shaking himself decided he would not allow himself to get that way, stay loose he told himself. And so it was that when the car roared past he sped after it nimbly. From sonido to sonido he flowed the barest pause between each one. He first caught the car and then miraculously it was left in his dust.

Grinning to himself that was phase one of the plan complete. He had the flow of them down now to make each one longer. He decided the best way to do this would simply take a long stretch of road and repeatedly jump from sonido to sonido pushing his body each time forcing more and more out of it.

And so taking position at one end of the road he gathered as much energy as he could in a few moments and burst forward, trying to propel himself as much as possible. Unfortunately he didn’t go at all further than usual.

Growling with a fierce determination he burst forward again and again and again…
For hours he simply leapt up and down the road pushing his body, every muscle he had and his spirit power along side of it, to the furthest extreme. When he finally collapsed he didn’t even know whether he had made progress or simply tried and failed to kill himself, but he did know it would have to wait till the next day to find out.

And so with an aching body, he found himself again on the motorway. The fresh sun in the sky only added to the nostalgic feeling inside of him. He was desperate now to have made progress only for the fact that it would allow him to leave this accursed motorway and never return, forever it would be known as a place of torture for him.

Back to task, he looked at the nine hundred meter distance facing him, he wondered with all his training how long and how many sonido’s would get him across the distance. Shrugging to himself, he knew there was only one way to find out.

He burst forward, not even needing a moment to gather his reatsu. He simply poured energy into the leap and watched his body streak along the distance, feeling his movements slowing he touched ground and burst forward again keeping some of the momentum and maximizing his speed. Again his movements slowed but this time he dared not use sonido again as he had come almost right to the turn on motorway.

He simply sat on the side of the road flabbergasted at his own improvement, he had progressed so far in such little time, it truly was amazing how much a little effort could do.

Approved + 3 to Speed. Good length and quality. =) Locked.