02.21 - What you don't know about her
[Blood, blood, and more blood. Not that she isn't used to all of this... Ever since she was born, it was just a part of her life. She had accepted that fact long ago. Seeing red, seeing bodies all over did not phase her as bad as it had long ago, when she was a child.
So this her worst nightmare, Ame's worst possible ending, come to life. This desolate area, looking not unlike Hueco Mundo placed in the envirodome in the ship. She wasn't aware when exactly she had fallen asleep though...
A sound interrupts her train of thought. Harsh, raspy, unused vocal chords. Or even overused to the point of abuse. Either way, she does not like the implications of this. It sounds all-too familiar.
In fact, it sounds like a Hollow. She jumps to the side, well away from the source of the sound, bow at the ready. She prepares herself- there's no telling what will come next. Experience tells her that Hueco Mundo and the ship are unpredictable and dangerous in their own ways. Together... just one toe out of place would be fatal.
Ametatsu looks around, frowning, using all her senses to look for whoever it was. Then she notices a wave of reiatsu heading for her. She steels herself and...
It's like getting punched in the gut. Hard, with brass knuckles and so much power behind the blow. She nearly doubles over, coughing, but she forces her body upright despite all the pressure bearing down on her. She looks up.
And sees something she's never even dreamt of laying eyes on.
It's Kurosaki, and yet not. Her classmate, teammate, and nakama had been turned into... something. One of them. One of those monsters that they fight so hard to keep at bay.
Oh god, the irony. She had known for sometime that there was something wrong with Kurosaki's reiatsu, but never had she ever thought of something like this...
She cant fight her nakama, no matter how big the rift between them is.
Kurosaki shakes, growls in the mask, and reaches behind with one arm to pull something of her- or its?- back. She tosses it to the side, and once on the sand, Ame realizes just exactly what it is.
The Shinken.
She snaps. Usually, normally, she would not even react angrily. She would merely cast her emotions aside and face the danger in a calm state. But not now, not when she's right on the edge, not when she's exhausted, stressed, wounded... Not when Fuuma's sword is here, without any sign of its owner except for fresh blood that held the smallest bits of his reiatsu.
The same blood that was on Kurosaki's own blade, mixed with others'. She can recognize them. Kuchiki, Abarai, Inoue, Sado, Riku, Axel, Ryuuko, Isshin, Kamui, Amaterasu, and so many others.
All these people she knows, her friends, her second family... All killed by her nakama.
She wipes her face on the pretense of wiping away the sweat. But that isn't true. She cant fight with tears in her eyes, now can she?]
I am sorry, Kurosaki. But I have to do this. Quincy pride dictates it. As well as my own personal feelings.
[She waits for Kurosaki to make the first move, and isn't disappointed. The Hollow that was her friend rushes her, and she steps aside to shoot at her back. She manages to get Kurosaki, but most of her shots disappear once they reach the skin, dispelled by reiatsu. What kind of freakish reiatsu could do this?
Kurosaki is even stronger than Szayel. She cant hope to win, but... she can most definitely try to bring Kurosaki down with her to hell. Beams of light flare from her right shoulder, and she gathers them all up, firing them all at once at the Hollow Kurosaki, uttering the words:] Licht Regen.
[The impact creates an immense explosion, and she frowns. She cant see, nor sense. There's too much confusion in the air. What is-
Ametatsu shakes her head, and looks around again. There's no sign of there having been a battle. No sign of Kurosaki at all. What had just happened? She thinks back, and she realizes... She's just been killed by a Cero when she wasn't looking.
Is this what happens when she dies? She just comes back, to experience the same thing over and over? Oh Crucible, you have really gone too far.
The rattle sounds again, and Kurosaki appears momentarily, once again pulling out Fuuma's Shinken from her back. This time, Ame's breath barely hitches upon seeing it and sensing all the reiatsu on the blood. Now, she has to control herself. It's too dangerous for her to charge in blindly like she had done before, otherwise this cycle would go on and on.
Kurosaki rushes her again. She whips around and runs with hirenkyaku, leaping onto the nearest boulder, and jumping back as Kurosaki flies past her. She turns to run again and...
She's here. Right in front of Ametatsu, breathing heavily. Before she can run away again, Kurosaki throws her head like a bull, horns slashing. One of them catches under Ame's glasses and almost immediately she sees blood.
She lands on her back, but blindly scrambles to her feet. She can feel the pain in the right side of her face. She touches it, and feels nothing but a warm sticky mass. That is out of the picture. She wipes the blood away from her left eye instead, and even without her glasses, she can see the Hollow looming over her.
Ametatsu runs again, half-blinded, but she knows she cant fight this thing. She has to find the exit.]
So this her worst nightmare, Ame's worst possible ending, come to life. This desolate area, looking not unlike Hueco Mundo placed in the envirodome in the ship. She wasn't aware when exactly she had fallen asleep though...
A sound interrupts her train of thought. Harsh, raspy, unused vocal chords. Or even overused to the point of abuse. Either way, she does not like the implications of this. It sounds all-too familiar.
In fact, it sounds like a Hollow. She jumps to the side, well away from the source of the sound, bow at the ready. She prepares herself- there's no telling what will come next. Experience tells her that Hueco Mundo and the ship are unpredictable and dangerous in their own ways. Together... just one toe out of place would be fatal.
Ametatsu looks around, frowning, using all her senses to look for whoever it was. Then she notices a wave of reiatsu heading for her. She steels herself and...
It's like getting punched in the gut. Hard, with brass knuckles and so much power behind the blow. She nearly doubles over, coughing, but she forces her body upright despite all the pressure bearing down on her. She looks up.
And sees something she's never even dreamt of laying eyes on.
It's Kurosaki, and yet not. Her classmate, teammate, and nakama had been turned into... something. One of them. One of those monsters that they fight so hard to keep at bay.
Oh god, the irony. She had known for sometime that there was something wrong with Kurosaki's reiatsu, but never had she ever thought of something like this...
She cant fight her nakama, no matter how big the rift between them is.
Kurosaki shakes, growls in the mask, and reaches behind with one arm to pull something of her- or its?- back. She tosses it to the side, and once on the sand, Ame realizes just exactly what it is.
The Shinken.
She snaps. Usually, normally, she would not even react angrily. She would merely cast her emotions aside and face the danger in a calm state. But not now, not when she's right on the edge, not when she's exhausted, stressed, wounded... Not when Fuuma's sword is here, without any sign of its owner except for fresh blood that held the smallest bits of his reiatsu.
The same blood that was on Kurosaki's own blade, mixed with others'. She can recognize them. Kuchiki, Abarai, Inoue, Sado, Riku, Axel, Ryuuko, Isshin, Kamui, Amaterasu, and so many others.
All these people she knows, her friends, her second family... All killed by her nakama.
She wipes her face on the pretense of wiping away the sweat. But that isn't true. She cant fight with tears in her eyes, now can she?]
I am sorry, Kurosaki. But I have to do this. Quincy pride dictates it. As well as my own personal feelings.
[She waits for Kurosaki to make the first move, and isn't disappointed. The Hollow that was her friend rushes her, and she steps aside to shoot at her back. She manages to get Kurosaki, but most of her shots disappear once they reach the skin, dispelled by reiatsu. What kind of freakish reiatsu could do this?
Kurosaki is even stronger than Szayel. She cant hope to win, but... she can most definitely try to bring Kurosaki down with her to hell. Beams of light flare from her right shoulder, and she gathers them all up, firing them all at once at the Hollow Kurosaki, uttering the words:] Licht Regen.
[The impact creates an immense explosion, and she frowns. She cant see, nor sense. There's too much confusion in the air. What is-
Ametatsu shakes her head, and looks around again. There's no sign of there having been a battle. No sign of Kurosaki at all. What had just happened? She thinks back, and she realizes... She's just been killed by a Cero when she wasn't looking.
Is this what happens when she dies? She just comes back, to experience the same thing over and over? Oh Crucible, you have really gone too far.
The rattle sounds again, and Kurosaki appears momentarily, once again pulling out Fuuma's Shinken from her back. This time, Ame's breath barely hitches upon seeing it and sensing all the reiatsu on the blood. Now, she has to control herself. It's too dangerous for her to charge in blindly like she had done before, otherwise this cycle would go on and on.
Kurosaki rushes her again. She whips around and runs with hirenkyaku, leaping onto the nearest boulder, and jumping back as Kurosaki flies past her. She turns to run again and...
She's here. Right in front of Ametatsu, breathing heavily. Before she can run away again, Kurosaki throws her head like a bull, horns slashing. One of them catches under Ame's glasses and almost immediately she sees blood.
She lands on her back, but blindly scrambles to her feet. She can feel the pain in the right side of her face. She touches it, and feels nothing but a warm sticky mass. That is out of the picture. She wipes the blood away from her left eye instead, and even without her glasses, she can see the Hollow looming over her.
Ametatsu runs again, half-blinded, but she knows she cant fight this thing. She has to find the exit.]