The Hunter (Open)

Six legs were bent, ready to spring. A growl emanated from deep inside the lion-like Hollow's chest, registered only as a low growl. His tail swung back and forth as the Hollow prepared to pounce. His prey, two spirits, a man and a woman walking hand in hand, meandered on down the street, oblivious to the doom that was about to fall upon them. A series of laughs made their way to the predator's ears, and then he sprang.

The lion-like Hollow's sleek black body was nothing but a blur and a streak of white from the strange and clashing stripe in his mane. There was a quick shout of surprise, followed by a scream, and then it was all over, and the Hollow had devoured his meal wholly and completely. Now no longer needing to keep quiet for his hunt, the lion-like Hollow let rip a roar that sounded like a mix of a Hollow's and a lion's. Riancho had claimed victory in yet another hunt, and yet, he was not yet ready to rest for the next hunt.

With an excited snarl, the Hollow turned and began to once more pad along in the shadows, not yet ready to give up the night's hunt. He sniffed at the air, and immediately picked up a familiar scent. A stinging human. Riancho's six legs carried him quickly and quietly along in the shadows, onwards towards his new, fresh prey. He was nothing but a small white streak in the darkness; the hunter had begun his next hunt, and already he was hungry. For his hunger was unfathomable. And now he would feast on delicacies.

In a dark corner of a city that didnt have no meaning for a man walking in the shadows wearing a hooded cloak with what appeared to be bandages wrapping around his body covering his arms and his face only revealing a feint green glow and his right eye. Blight had abandoned his life as principal in karakura the moment his fake skin that sealed his radiaition became useless and kept his odd form sealed now fully revealed now only to use special bandages that could only hold his radiaition in check for only a couple of hours before burning up and revealing his green glowing skeletal form.

"I cant believe i have had to resort to wandering this world and hiding this cursed appearence" Blight said with a angered tone as he walked out of the darkened alleyway to walk on the dimly lighted street knowing night was the only time he could walk the streets of a city because of the radiaition he emmited would harm all people around him.

As Blight walked the streets he heard what was a scream then a roar of some bestial creature but blight ignored it as he continued to walk towards the park in the center of the city to enjoy some piece and quiet. But as Blight entered the forest he caught a glimple of a white flash dashing right past him and towards him but as it was about to near him Blight pointed his bandaged hand towards the white flash and as he did the bandages were set ablaze from the intense heat and his green skeletal hand was shown and a orb of pure radiaition concentrated and fired a beam directly towards the object.

So tired. Right after this I will be able to lie down, The Bount realized, yawning. She put a soft hand before her mouth out of habit. She had been following them for a while, but just hadn't taken it upon herself to lure them to her body. There was a time and a place for everything and doing it out in the open today just would make her feel like others were looking. Rose wasn't shallow, but she felt a little lazy today. Attention wasn't something a lazy person enjoyed, that was for sure.

Then again, it's not like Rose could ever be considered a normal person. No. Not when she was trailing a couple lost, innocent souls so that she could drain them dry of their life energy. She didn't even "need" it right now. She wanted it so that she could have an even more comfortable sleep. It was out of luxury and comfortability that she was hunting these souls. There wasn't any need to rush or worry. They were lofty. The souls were slowly coming to terms with their death and would probably soon pass. Putting up a fight with her was completely unlikely. Why would they care too? Souls always just ran right into her-The thought was cut short when Rose realized something.

"Mother-" she said, the rest of the sentence wasn't even in the same language. They were said sharply and hoarsely. The exhausting and laziness that Rose felt only a half-second prior vanished as her prey was snatched up by some gluttonous, vile, moronic, insolent pig! Oh...She was furious. Beyond it possibly. That confident howl sent a burning heat through her that was full of growing hatred. This wasn't the first time this had happened, oh...But she would make sure this was not a night wasted.

Stiletto heels clacking upon the hard pavement, the woman in the labcoat trailed after that faint, disgusting energy that was moving away from her. This fury would not be relaxed until she at least beat the creature into the ground. They were worse than rodents in the garden! If you killed a few, they came right back as if their dead brethren were not slaughtered for the same exact mistake. Foolish, misbread, ugly, demons of nature-! the thoughts were hot and enraged. It really wasn't like her to become so angry, but she had been looking forward to those souls. That, and she didn't have people staring into her face waiting for her to slip up. Rose was allowed, for the first time in a while, to vent and be herself. There was no one to impress now. There wasn't a reputation to uphold. She had nothing to hide right...The bars were lowered and she was going to express every ounce of her suppressed frustrations upon this idiotic hollow that dared to take what was rightfully hers!

She wouldn't have to walk long. It was moving in a direction closer to the treeline by the public park. This monster was headed her way? Oh, that would make everything all the more convenient. She slowed her walk and threw her hair back over her shoulder. Despite the emotional hurricane going on in her head, she looked completely unfettered. She was balanced and seemingly happy with a slight grin on her face. If there was one thing Rose was absolutely perfect in it was keeping her composure. She would never let her emotions control her, however she was going to enjoy letting them out for a while. If anything, she looked like she was walking home from a tiring day with something funny on the mind

"Ah-" Now something incredibly interesting was picked up on her sensory radar. Though Hollow were a little more difficult, Rose could sense the presence of a human. A spiritually endowed human at that. The power was in such a manner that it would probably be difficult to destroy the hollow or harm him, but Rose couldn't help but keep that anger close. If they were allies that would put herself in danger if she just charged in there, guns ablazing, and if they were fighting the same would be said. However, she absolutely had to inquire on this interesting turn of events. Everything in Rose's life was going along excellently. A little bit more luck would not be pushed away.

Rose would head to the treeline herself, a silver horsehoe in her right hand. "Se montrer," Her own energy came to life, growing and revealing itself. It was not a full release of her spiritual power. No. She didn't have any reason to fully release her ability here. Not against some insect and a possible interest. Careful caution was the best way to go about this business venture.

The horseshoe became a liquid mess of quicksilver. The metal spanned out like a blob searching for it's container. It wasn't long before that liquid metal started to gain form with legs at the bottom and a long, blocky build. It fined toned the lower half as the upper half was still a wet, messy slippery mess of silver. The bottom was of four legs, each with hard and defined muscles clearly visible, that had flat bottoms that resembled the hooves of a horse. The bottom was smooth, yet inconsistent as the muscles stood like miniatures hills upon a plain. The upper half was just as hard-toned. A man's body with broad arms, a human face, and a lance and shield in opposed hands. He had bright eyes that stood out over the remainder of the half horse half man form. This centaur stood 9ft tall, towering over it's human summoner, and had enough weight to crush a car.

"I will follow you in a moment," The woman said to her beastly chunk of metal.
"Always quick to action, never quick to compromise. I do not mind this, but perhaps this fight is long past our taking."
"Are you afraid, Chevalier? Maybe, I'll do it?" The words came out elegant. It was a refined woman offering herself up to danger. Almost as if some grand mission was at stake. Her tone was overdramatized and showy. As it was supposed to be.
The centaur gave a grunt huff as he quickly started a trot towards the woodlines. Her exaggerated threat only seemed to motivate him to do it himself.

"You are almost cute sometimes, Chevalier." A smile graced her lips that assuaged those fiery flames in her heart. She almost wanted to laugh. But, then she thought of what she wanted to do to that Hollow more.

If Raichon hadn't already been watching his prey intently, then he would have fallen in that first strike. As it was, he quite literally ran up the side of a tree and leapt off, backwards, letting loose a roar as he turned in the air so that he would not land on his back, exposed. His six legs ate up the ground, but the stinging human was just as fast as him, from what the Hollow had already seen. However, perhaps if he... Raichon's hungry thoughts were cut short by the approach of yet another foe. Raichon diverted his gaze to take in the strange, large half-horse being that approached. Raichon saw a stinging human close behind the thing, and let out an angry roar before darting into the shadows, wanting to stay somewhat hidden as he planned his next move.

Pulse racing, already wondering what this meal would taste like, Raichon's primal mind began to put together some semblance of a plan. He crept stealthily along, the strange, annoying glow coming from the first stinging human forcing him to move with his completely black flank to his prey. For some reason, it was a bit... warm, but the Hollow ignored that, simply focusing on trying to find the right place to strike from. Then, he saw a perch in the trees. His legs once again bent, and then he leapt up onto the large branch, causing the entire tree to shake. With a startlingly loud roar, Raichon ran along the branch and then once more leapt, high up into the air above the two stinging humans and the creature. As he reached the height of his jump, he began to spin, and his mane suddenly began to absorb his Reiatsu, until all of the fir in it seemed to be metallic.


A moment later, the transformation was complete, and suddenly the metallic hairs exploded outwards in a random spray. The Hollow let out another roar as he landed, and then a moment later, his mane was completely gone. It would completely grow back in a few minutes, but for now, the lion-like Hollow sprang once more into the shadows to survey the results of his attack in what he thought was relative safety. But what kind of power did these stinging humans have, aside from what Raichon had already seen? The Hollow prowled once more around the clearing, surveying the aftermath of his sudden attack. He was eager to see if he had done any damage.

Blight watched as the creature dodged the radiation beam and darted off into the woods then took notice to the large metallic centaur. "Hmm something of myth is standing right in front of me" Blight said to himself as he scanned around the woods to try and pinpoint the lion like hollow. Blight continued to scan the woods and as he was about to fire blindly into the mass of trees he heard the roar of the creature but before he could react there was the sound of air being cut by some odd like needles and as one hit Blight causing him to slightly wince a hail storm of them shat in all directions.

"Like this would stop me, hope you could dodge this" Blight said as he emminated intense heat and suddenly a green like dome bursted from his body and shot out hitting any tree around him and burning them into ash. The needles burnt up the moment they collided with the dome like burst of radioactive heat. The dome even engulfed the centaur like being but it was probally unharmed but the woman near him wouldnt be if she didnt move fast enough.

As the radioactive heat vanished all that was left was barren burnt up land and in the center was Blight his bandages completly destroyed revealing his glowing skeletal form only his pants shoes and shirt were still on his body. After the heat fully died down Blight looked around the barren land then looked at the needle protruding from his shoulder and as he grabbed it it set aflame and turned to dust. "Ha, its been a while since i have seen my own blood" Blight said as he turned to scan for the lion like hollow.

"Stay back," The Doll warned his Bount, who happily took the advice and took her leave from the immediate treeline. The last thing she would want would be to get in Chevalier's way. Perhaps...She would go and get a cup of coffee? As the eruption of energy from the strangely hot human came forth, just as the Centaur predicted, he charged forward his mighty shield and lance in hand. He collided with the growing dome of a wave, his spiritual energy flaring out to combat the growth of the dome. His shield was infront, taking on a great majority of it's effects. Chevalier was a hyper dense metal. He was the sort of metal that the radioactive properties could not pass through him. Even if they were a wave-emission radioactive waves they wouldn't be able to completely pass through his form. He was a towering wall before that expanding dome and he would continue to charge froward to halt it's growth as would a brick wall infront of a flamethrower. Not that it was completely necessary. Rose was already out of the way, sprinting a short distance, of the dome of dangerous energy.

The Centaur, Chevalier, lowered his shield when the attack passed. Chevalier pointed his lance at the human. His body was very warm. Warmer than usual, but nothing that was important or dangerous at the moment. "Creature of abnormal fire, still your hand or it will no longer be apart of you." A clear threat. Chevalier was not impressed by his blatant destruction of nature. It was probably very "horse like" of him to think that way, but he enjoyed the trees and the human's interests in creating parks. To destroy all, if not an extravagant majority, of one was a crime to him. All for the sake of showing off, noless. Someone with his power and nature did not need such a grand attack that involved Chevalier and his Bount. Basically, this green man was already with two strikes and Chevalier was not going to be lenient, regardless of his Bount's desires.

If Chevalier would have been any other material he would have been critically wounded by such an ability. He could have possibly been destroyed and, even if his Bount had escaped, it would have been both their lives. Someone that didn't have a care for the lives of others was not worthy of his respect. The many animals and creatures that had once inhabited those trees were dead forever. There should be consequences to such greed. However, Chevalier had to remind himself that such greed was the nature of humans. Not only humans, but his very own Bount as well. It was eat...Or be eaten. Was this green human going to give Chevalier a reason to satiate his appetite?

Raichon growled in amusement as the massive beast-man spoke angrily with the stinging-human. Were they allies to one another, or simply facing a common enemy? To the Hollow, it didn't matter. He would defeat them both if he had to. His pride would not allow things to go any other way. He would not attack with the same ability, though. Instead, he would attack differently, and catch his prey off guard. He didn't often have a need to use his abilities, but when he did, it was always against a more powerful enemy, and he enjoyed it. The six-legged lion-like Hollow burst forth from the trees and roared to get the attention of his prey, and then opened his mouth wide, taking a deep breath.

Immediately, the Hollow began to feel his Reiatsu charging inside of him, and strange light seemed to emanate from his mouth. He took one step backwards to somewhat increase the range, brought his head back, and then, with all of his might, roared, discharging the Reiatsu into a cone of painful sound, concussive force and ferocious gusts. Raichon's roar seemed to last far longer than was natural, on account of the ability, but after near to ten seconds, he cut off the ability and darted into the shadows once again, or what was left of them after the stinging-human's strange fires. He wanted to examine the effects of his attack against his prey, to see if either of them had taken any damage whatsoever.


Chest heaving, Raichon surveyed the results of his attack. He had struck while they were distracted, as surely his prey hadn't expected a Hollow to wait for inner disputes to resolve themselves, but there was still no guarantee he'd made a successful attack. He growled lowly as he waited for the dust, leaves and other light debris to settle once more on the ground so the Hollow could actually look at his prey if they were still where they'd been before he'd struck.