theperplexsouls01: the search

Valdivar Coo was a Fracción of the Tercera Espada, Anneliese Faust. Upon her noticing two reiatsu's near her domain, she dispatched him to take care of the issue - not seeing them as much of a threat. And so he was here, racing forward in order to due the bidding of his master. A grin lit up his face, much like a child on Christmas morning. Of course his was much more sick and twisted, eager to see the blood spill from the Shinigami and to rip out their organs with his bare hands. The thought of such transgressions made him lick his lips in nothing more than sheer anticipation. Each Sonído brought him closer and close to his destination, before he felt something offsetting. The Cero Espada had taken it upon himself to show up and to fight as well, which made the Arrancar's face distort in rage and malice.

"They're mine! He can't have them!" He screeched internally, as he arrived at the scene.

The Cero was talking, but he wasn't focused on anything at all. Quite the opposite, really, the tall, lanky man was ready to cut loose and destroy both of them. He suffered from a sort of madness that could only be calmed by his master or by killing people. He felt a certain intimacy in killing people, considering their deaths by him to be worthy of celebration. His grin came out sick and twisted, as the sand floated around him and his crimson hair seemed to stand on edge.

"So, who wants to die first?!"

"I wont keep you then." The simple reply could not even be considered a valiant reply, or a tug of his own ego. Energy began to rise up further around Alastar's body, curling from his body, black and sickly energy crawling higher and higher into a sky, a body forming above him, one that reeked of death, the stench even more heavy then any Hollow had. "I will take your arrogance into me, and I will crush it. I will break it, and parade your lifeless corpse over the top of my citadel." The figure above Alastar screamed; the voice carrying out heavily, the ground around Alastar, and the man too, becoming condensed, dropping into the ground as if the head of a hammer had been shoved into it.

The battle began in the instant that followed the sound stopping. A greatsword, full of wicked black metal and lined with green flame, formed near instantly in the hand of the apparition. With a swipe of his hand, the blade came around in a huge cleave; cutting through the air as a warning, or a potential death blow if he chose not to move, clearing the sky of the very air as the fire burned away everything.

"Come then, face the embodiment of death, come face me with your arrogance, so that I may pass you on to the next life, so that you may bask in the pits of Naraka-gati!"

Alastar watched in utmost amusement as lightning arced masterfully from the Captain, shooting into the large shadow. However, like light shining onto a shadow, the damage was present, but the apparatus did not crumble or shatter. The hole that had been made quickly regenerated, full and back to normal within the half of a second, as if the damage had never been dealt. Even to the dullest of tools in the shed would know that to kill the apparatus was to kill the summoner, which would be no easier of a feat then killing the unkillable apparatus.

"My turn." Alastar cooed out, his red eyes flanking over to where the Shinigami had departed to. With a flash of a step, he was gone, the black and inkly apparatus reappearing first, barely eight feet from where the Shinigami stood, a hand outstretched. Energy swamped inwards, an the hellish and distinct sound of a Cero exploded out from both Alastar's own hand and the outstretched one of the Apparatus - which had been made to copy all of Alastar's movements - both of which shot out within barely a half of a second, and retaining an average size for a Cero, their power however was anything but. A fully matured Cero it was, as if most Vastolord's had been charging it for more then just a few seconds, and the resounding explosion took away a greater part of the ground where the Shinigami stood, the second Cero only dealing further damage and causing most, if not all of the area behind where the man stood for nearly fourty meters to ignite with energy, exploding in a starry display, caving out the ground nearly twenty meters deep.

"However, it does make me interested. That was a Kido, no? That sort of energy that came from you, you're a Shinigami. Shunpo, Kido, and what I can only assume to be your Zanpakuto hidden somewhere." Alastar sneered, his energy becoming more rampart, happy, almost giddily so. "You can run, you know. You're breaking the treaty, I wont blame you."

techniques which are underlined are techniques which are active but not in use.

A binding kido. Oh, this was getting interesting. The chains that wrapped around him, however strong, could barely contain the immense reiatsu which Alastar held. The chains, however, had stopped his Cero from nuking the area behind Sojiro like a burnt piece of bread, and thus had only caused a bit less time to lessen on the situation then he wanted it to. The entire fiasco had started to become boring to Alastar, an unamused look crossing his face as the man strode forwards, all smug and full of himself.

"Oh me, look, I have been trapped by a binding kido! Whatever shall I do?" Alastar's voice, full of taunt and sneer, was only stopped by the beginning of a new incantation. The man's hand was raised upwards, and it was more then likely he intended to end him here and now. "Just kidding." Alastar breathed out before the man could finish his incantation, a Cero appearing in the very front of him, consuming the area inbetween himself and Sojiro with the sheer base of it. There had been no indication that a cero was to be made, as this was where the "Cero Espada" should. He was the most mastered at using Cero, and it would come to good show in a very short amount of time. He had no need to make a motion to make a Cero, either, he could simply will it to be so.

Energy cascaded within barely an instant, blowing forth with the atomic pressure that could easily match a Gran Rey Cero. It had enough power to remove Sojiro from the map permanently, and at this distance, it would be questionable if he could plausibly manage to pull himself out of the blast. The Cero itself went on for nearly eighty meters, before ending in a cascade of pure energy, blowing up into a huge dome of yellow, before it was filled by blue. It eventually subsided, however in it's wake was a crater that was falling in on itself thanks to it's incredible deep.

With that in mind, Alastar focused; increasing his Hierro Aura, which shoved the chains from his body, shattering them thanks to it's rise. Of course, this had been a tedious thing to do, and cost Alastar more energy then would have been required to simply shoot himself with a Cero and have it done with, however the look and finess that came with his exterior Steel Skin, which he had crafted and perfected over a long area of time was too arrogant to not use.

"So, anything else?"

techniques which are underlined are techniques which are active but not in use.

Alastar, the almighty, was befallen by his own large ego, and was knocked unconscious ala Strider being a huge and mighty morderator of cuss.