Hyouzoku
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Tumultuous, would be a severe understatement to describe 10th Division’s famed Lieutenant’s last few hours. With no time to reflect or digest, it all became a blurred out journey for him. Now he, who was thought to be the hunter, is being hunted. Locked in fierce combat with an opponent who may prove to be too much to handle.
“Got him”
The thought that ran through his mind synchronized perfectly with his well-timed kick on the Arrancar. As he felt his outstretched leg collide with the foundation of the Arrancar, he could only recollect his memories of a similar feeling. His mind was disgusted at the thought of even comparing this, but it was inevitable. His earlier comparison that ran through his mind was all but becoming true. This solid sculpture of a body, this titanium-esque Hierro, felt like Shizuka was striking through the Captain-Commander’s Senren. A feat that’s exclusive to a minuscule amount of combatants. Shizuka has had the honor to experience this on multiple occasions, testing his mettle against a defense that felt all too similar. The fact that the Arrancar, prioritized striking Jinnosuke over defending himself from the strike. Means he grossly overestimated his fortitude. Shizuka’s leg remaining intact, unscathed even, as it sunk into his flesh. While not being phased by the Arrancar’s Hierro, being able to shrug off a kick of this magnitude, as if it didn’t bother him. Truly sparked a genuine concern in Shizuka’s mind. Sadly though, he had no time digest this revelation as well, as Max’s attempt to punch through Lieutenant Ueku’s head stayed on it’s course. Shizuka as planned, was launching his Raikoho at the same time Max released the reiatsu built up within his punch. Shizuka with his lightning quick intuition, immediately realized as he was firing, that the attack Max was using was literally ingrained in his head, as he saw it merely seconds ago.
“Shit, a Bala!”
His mind blanked out as the explosion from the Bala combined with his Raikoho, created an expansive looming black cloud in the skies of Naruki City. Shizuka’s spell being outmatched in strength easily, the Bala took precedent over the Raikoho. From an outside view, a blue streak of lightning flies out from the newly created cloud of smoke. Separating itself from the calamity entirely, over 80 meters away. The streak of lightning stopped at a point. Skidding backwards through the reishi platforms created within the air to stabilize it’s retreat. The streak of lightning revealing itself to be Shizuka as he came to a complete halt, crouched on knee in the sky. His released Zanpakuto still firmly grasped in his right hand. His caramel-brown left leg completely exposed and singed all over. Now a darkened hue overall. His shihakusho’s pant leg searing with small flames from the explosion, that eventually became put out due to the altitude. His breathing became slightly heavier, the adrenaline was the only thing allowing him to react so late at this point, even while succumbing to this godly reiatsu. Shizuka couldn’t save Jinnosuke from getting struck. Izanagi even though being his trusty 3rd Seat, he didn’t know the fate of him in the midst of this battle. Now finally Shoumetsu, who was probably following behind him, probably suffered from the explosion. Or even worse, is alone with the deadly Arrancar as we speak. This momentary feeling of helplessness, weakness, and failed leadership. Reminded Shizuka on that fateful day over a 100 years. The constant reminder of his failed leadership over the years. The death of Kuro Yakimono. This was all he needed, to ascend.
Not Again
In this moment, Shizuka felt his reiatsu spike. It wasn’t just from rage or hopelessness. No…. This was just him, returning to normal. As he began to feel a surge of his own reiatsu shroud him. He lowered his head a little, smirking slightly. He was glad that his request came through in time.
“The message got through… huh Izanagi?”
Shizuka stood up from his crouched position. His face carrying a completely different vibe.
“Gentai Kaijo”
As the words flowed off of his lips a flower appeared at the forefront on his palm. Shizuka’s reiatsu erupted into a cataclysmic display of lightning. Bursting and flooding into the skies of Naruki City.
AGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Shizuka would erupt into a mighty earthshaking roar. His reiatsu climbing to it’s pinnacle, as he drowned in a violent stream of lightning of his own creation. The street lights, building lights, and electric billboards doused within the city, would begin to flicker violently. The electricity in the area unable to control it’s own stable flow. Reacting to the volatile display of the Lieutenant‘s reiatsu. But while this was an impressive display by any spiritual being. It still wasn’t enough. The effects of the Arrancar’s reiatsu didn’t phase him the same way it did before, but it was still prevalent. Shizuka had to go even further.
His reiatsu began to climb, rising higher than what was thought to be his pinnacle. Now the skies themselves started to become shadowed. Cumulonimbus clouds began forming slowly, masking the sky in a dark veil. All accompanied with the beating of Raijin’s drum. Thunderous bellows slamming the eardrum’s of the everyone repeatedly. All accompanied still, with his with reiatsu ever expanding. Even with the distance Shizuka created, the brunt of his reiatsu even engulfing the Arrancar.
Shizuka was reaching uncharted territory now. No one had known about the results of Shizuka’s training over the years. Izanagi whom was basically a brother to him, was exempt from this knowledge as well.
His mind pandered to his time within the wells of Higen’s chrysalis cavern, a new power was forged. One he was reluctant to use 100 years ago, but now that it has reached this level. Here and now, those in attendance were going to see and feel the unrivaled vehemence The Lieutenant of the 10th Seat had to offer.
Awakening
There was no beacon of light shining through the sky today…. No. Just strictly a mass of dark-shaded thunderclouds encapsulating the entire heavens themselves. Casual strikes of natural lightning began to rain down consistently. Many of them landfalling onto the streets of Naruki, charring the streets with sparks of friction. The reiatsu that once engulfed the Arrancar would have dissipated, or rather… retreated back to it’s host. Morphing into pillars of caustic lightning energy that surged through the skies themselves. If something were to ever catch Max’s interest, this spectacle of power would be it.
Throughout this entire display, Shizuka was at the epicenter of it. His shihakusho’s torso and navy blue compression shirt, torn to shreds and incinerated from the amount of heat and power he was producing. The only thing that could be seen were the tattered leggings that still held true to his legs, the extension of his hair that was once shorter, now grown to a length where it reaches further onto his back, and the divine lightning armor that now shrouded his body. This was Shizuka’s Bankai.
“Bankai….. Hirameku-Hitouchi Hakai Na Nageku”
(陰閃く一打破壊的な 嘆く 破壊的な);Lit."Shadow Flash Fang’s Destructive Lamentation
As his figure became clearer, the fireworks began to settle themselves as well. The giant stream of reiatsu settled itself alongside Shizuka, or rather around him. Condensing itself into a ring behind him, that circled around his entire back. This ring then began to shift itself, sporadically jerking and twisting like the jagged nature of lightning itself. Until it sprouted six orbs behind Shizuka, all connected to this same ring. If the Arrancar had any form of knowledge or keen intellect at all. He would see these orbs and be heavily concerned. As they existed, each of them was distorting the space around Shizuka by themselves. Each one culminated with a unprecedented amount of volatile reiatsu within them. That could easily be sensed by even the weakest of spiritual beings. At this point the 11th Division soldier Shiro, and 10th Division’s soldier Hashidearu would start to find it hard to breathe within Naruki City. The heat from Shizuka’s Bankai would make them delirious, as if they were trapped in the middle of desert with no form of sustenance in sight. The water within their system beginning to slowly dwindle and evaporate within their body. This all happening while Shizuka is actively placing a veil on himself to not extend the effects to their full capacity. If that wasn’t a sign for them to leave, he could not help them at this point.
Not that his mind was even remotely focused on them at the time, he still held a slight concern. Though nothing was more of a concern than the deadly Arrancar who still stood in front of him. By now his attention would be solely focused on him, and Shizuka had hoped for the same respect from this being. This would give time to Shoumetsu and the others to regroup or plan another attack. Shizuka stared intently at the Arrancar, seemingly not budging whatsoever, but in fact his eyes were darting all over the place. Scanning every facet of this Arrancar’s body, until he found something that piqued his interest. In the same location where Shizuka kicked him previously. The Arrancar had a slight scratch there, probably unbeknownst to himself. This was all the confirmation Shizuka needed for the rest of this encounter. If this deadly beast slightly took any physical damage in Shizuka’s most suppressed state. He would be in for a disgusting surprise, once he faces the full wrath of the Lieutenant’s Bankai. Only taking less than half of a second to process all of this, Shizuka got straight to business and muttered a phrase. Not hiding the volume at all. To Max and anyone else hearing this phrase it would sound like gibberish, or he just blurted something out randomly. But in the millisecond it would take to process even that thought, Max would be struck down with a devastating pillar of lightning from above, swallowing him whole along with anything in a 40 meter radius of him. This would send him down into the streets of Naruki City, persisting constantly until the Arrancar was a pile of ash decorated into a molten abyss created from from this ability. This attack would have Shizuka cover his mouth, not because he was in awe of his own power. Only because he realized when this power sped up everything he did, he realized he had to speak slower as well. For everything he said sounded sped up like a fast forwarded tape. Not noticing this flaw, as he trained by himself with no one to talk to as he mastered this power. He tried once again, slowing down his vernacular with a cocky smirk on his face.
“Inazuma Doriaku” (稲妻悪魔踊り; Lit."Lightning Devil's Judgement")
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