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"Hello~" Agito quickly jumped back, hand on his blade. He looked around but saw nobody..he had no idea what that voice was or where it came from. "Whats the matter? Are you..afraid?" the voice spoke again, this time feeling closer than ever. Was this one of the killers? Was this their technique? Did they get into the minds of the soul reapers and make them kill them selves? That would surely explain how they could go from division to division without being detected. "I assure you I will not be an easy kill, ryoka." Kazuki's words were etched in his mind and now all he could think about were Ryoka. Agito stated this to the voice, his hand now tightly gripping his zanpakuto even though he did not know it's name. His kido would prove to be enough for most but one should never underestimate the power of a sword in close quarters. What!? You would insult your master in this way!?" Agito's eyebrow raised at the voice, looking around again just so he could just make sure this voice was talking to him and not someone else in the room. "I have no master.." Agito stated in an almost stuck up tone, folding his arms and closing his eyes as if someone was actually standing there to feel the disrespect his body language was showing. "That is your problem..you must succumb..submit to me so that I may mold you into better." a vein on Agito's forehead began to bulge as his blood pressure rose. He was getting irritated, this voice proving to be more annoying than dangerous so far. Why had this happened to him? Agito wondered if he was poisoned or under some kind of hypnosis. "Better?" Agito questioned, not liking the implication that he wasn't perfect already. "Stronger~" as the words hissed through Agito's mind he found himself unable to let go of the hilt of his blade. Suddenly, it all finally clicked; it may have taken a shorter time had he not been in the middle of an emergency situation. "You're-" "Yes" Agito got it right..he was speaking to his zanpakutou..and probably seemed like a lunatic to anyone standing around because the voice would have to be in his head..as no one else could hear another's zanpakutou under normal conditions. Why didn't you just say that from the beginning? Could have saved us both a lot of time. I like to watch you squirm..besides..time is nothing to me. Agito still remained with his arms folded and eyes closed, looking to others like he was be in deep thought..which he kind of was. Now that his eyes were closed he could see a figure in the distance. Agito wanted to walk closer to the figure but the ground between them was cracked and burned and what was underneath the surface seemed to be some sort of hellish environment as smoke and flames rose from the slight cracks and feint groans and wails could be heard coming form the same place. Do not fear.." Agito was ready to say he had no fear but could not move his mouth to say it. He found it impossible to lie to this being that now not only saw into Agito's mind but soul. "Understand..we did not come together by chance. I chose you because I know who you are...or at least, who you will be." As the figure spoke, the ground began to shake and the surface began to fall in beneath their feet. The cries grew louder and louder suddenly as the layer was removed from between them and Agito. Without anything to stand on Agito feel helplessly, outstretching his hand to the figure that somehow floated above it all. The figure did not seem interesting in stopping Agito's fall as he continued. "Who I will be!? Why must you speak in riddles !?" Agito yelled as he fell helplessly. He looked down towards his landing point and saw nothing but fire and brimstone. Agito's eyes widened in horror as he saw them..the sources of the cries..it looked like people, all burned beyond recognition, bodied seemingly melted to the ground the fiery ground they were on. Some stuck in a crouching or crawling position while some stood straight up, but all wailed and all reached up into the sky as if asking Agito to help..or accepting him into their world as Agito continued to fall towards them."didn't I say I like to watch you squirm?" the voice stated blunty as Agito's descent suddenly stopped only about 12 feet from the fiery surface. "You're not a spirit..you are a devil!" Agito yelled, his heart still beating out of his chest from the fall. He did not appreciate being messed with, especially in his own head. The zanpakuto laughed deeply at Agito's statement. "What's the difference?" the being asked him, now standing close to Agito so that the shinigami could see him clearly. The being was horrifying to say the least, extra arms and eyes, horns, claws, oh my. This thing was definitely not your everyday apparition but, for some reason, even when looking into the eyes of what seemed to be hell itself, Agito could not give an answer as to what the difference was. All Agiot could think was maybe occupation? It was a strange thing, it was not like the devil was bad..per say..its just that he had a task of watching over evil souls and torturing them for all eternity, which could make even the best people change. Would Agito have judged this spirit if it were the guardian of the skies or a soul that ferries souls to heaven? He would have probably thought better of them but in the end, had their 'job' been different then they would behave different. There was also the other side of the coin which was that these spirits were already evil so they were placed in spots that were the best fit for them. This thing could go round and round in Agito's head within his head forever but he got the gist of what the beast was saying; "don't judge a book by its cover". Agito stood to his feet, finally noticing that he and the spirit were standing on air above the fiery ground not too far below, the wails still audible but a a much lower volume. Agito wondered why this was but the spirit already had an answer "Amazing what the mind can do when the spirit is at peace" Agito assumed the being was stating that because he was no longer flustered or frightened he was able to calm his mind and lower the wails of the lost souls below. "You call this..", Agito then spread his hands and motioned to the endless valley of fire and burning souls, "..peace?" The spirit looked at Agito with a cold expression, as if he wanted Agito to listen to what he had to say without any jokes in mind. "The only place peace really exists" the being then pointed one of its long and crooked claws directly at Agito's chest, poking it gently so that Agito could really feel him. It was strange but this conversation made Agito want to break into tears. He was not sad but was in a state of shock that there was someone, something that truly believed the things this spirit said. Agito couldn't believe it because many of these thoughts were feelings the shinigami already had. Many of his responses to the spirit were responses others had given him throughout his life, responses that made him doubt himself and his feelings, wondering if he was on the right path. But this spirit seemed to get him..you did not have to be some goody good to be a soul reaper..it was fine to believe that peace was but a dream for the weak and that the only real peace came from within. it was not his job to make people feel good, it was his job to perform his duties as the second seat of the first division nothing more nothing less. "What is your name?" Agito asked the apparition as it drew it's claw back and stood back to its original height hovering over Agito. "Yokuatsu" the spirit stated. Agito imprinted it to his memory as he was suddenly thrown from the fiery world and back into the darkness that was the back of his eye lids. Agito opened his eyes and found himself laying on all fours, a new blade in his hand and no katana in it's sheath on his left hip. Agito stood up, the sounds of sirens still going off in the background, and examined his new blade. "Yokuatsu eh? That's a pretty nice name for such an ugly guy" Agito mumbled to himself, knowing Yokuatsu could hear but knowing that, if the spirit truly knew him, the spirit would know he was joking. Agito then swiped the blade, allowing it to revert back to its sealed katana state and sheathed it again.

Agito stepped into the Academy's dojo once again, much different than he was before when he first arrived. He was no longer the shaking boy who was too afraid to claim that he was a vice captain, too afraid to say that he was a true Shinigami. Hell he hadn’t even known his Zanpakutō’s name, yet he walked among the other vice captain knowing that Shikai was a requirement of the rank. Agito felt that he was unworthy due to him not having a Zanpakutō activated and being a member of the Gotei 13 but Agito, when looking back, knows now that he should have actually been proud. Agito had not understood that Shikai was a requirement to enter the ranks of the 13 court Guard Squads because it was an indicator of power. Agito has not realized that even without this indicator he was selected as none other than the vice captain of the first division no doubt. Agito used to hang his head at how solemn his division seemed compared to the others, but he knew now that it was because of the responsibility. He knew now that most would shake at the mere thought of being near the captain commander, let alone one day succeed him or play a big part in his term by working directly with him in missions. Agito was but a boy when he joined, covered in dirt and filled with with memories of hate and violence. Most wanted to ship him off to the 11th but Agito’s fighting style was not fit for the close combat barracks. They thought of him as weak, just another kidou specialist. Agito was more than that, he had more heart than most, an iron will and a vast well of untapped potential..owe yea and the kid had a strong chin. Agito could take a hit from the best of them and get up, ready for round two, and that was something you just couldn’t teach. The old man, AKA captain commander, saw this in Agito, among other things, and decided it would be best for Agito to be his lieutenant, the one around him almost every day. This allowed Agito to be a sponge, picking up on things even the contain commander didn’t want him to see or understand. Agito’s fiery and hate filled view of the world froze over, becoming more of an ice cold silence. Agito understands that there is truly no right or wrong and that in the end all that matters is law and order. This mind set was even more dangerous due to it no longer being something that could be manipulated. Rage is much easier to predict and direct. This mind set was past rage, it was a boundless indifference. An indifference not only to laws themselves but the people they affect as well. Agito didn’t care if the law said to slaughter villages he would do so and he wouldn’t care if the law was to plant gardens for the homeless and needy, he would still do so. All Agito cared about was that there were laws and that people followed them because a life without laws, like the one he suffered before finding the Gotei, was only chaos.

Agito stood and spread his feet shoulder width apart, just like Kazuki had done in their first spar. There was always something to take from every fight, even if it is not a duel to the death. Agito had noticed Kazuki's movements, they were powerful yet fast and fluid. Agito began to practice different fighting poses with his hands, each pose was sharp and solid, not shaking even the slightest, this he got from Moth. the cold blooded killer never hesitated, making every move as if he had been planning it for years. He was unpredictable, powerful and precise, just like a wild tiger. Agito mimicked that calm cold blooded stillness. His breathing was deep and calm allowing him to take in as much Reishi as possible. Even through his pores Reishi was being funneled, the shinigami was ready to begin his training.

Agito stepped out onto the mat, there were three shinigami lined up ready to spar, one was older, hairs greying, but had an eye patch and a large frame, nothing really odd about him except for maybe his age but that would only be from the eyes of a young upstart like Agito. Most shinigami went their whole lives without ever even becoming a vice captain so it would be normal to see older looking shinigami in the ranks. Agito's captain was a surly old man after all. The next was a slender man with long brown hair, one could mistake him from a petite woman from afar but this man wore robes that were open in the middle, showing a ton of scars bruises and whelps that seemed to have been permanently sewn into the flesh on his chest. This man was more than met the eye, that was for sure, and Agito would not take this man lightly. Lastly, there was a woman who was pretty solid yet looked like she could be light on her feet as well, one of Agito's weaknesses had been women in the past, not knowing the proper way to duel them while still showing respect. Agito's interactions with vice captains Akagi and Sanada fixed that. Agito knew that there were powerful warriors out there that were women who would have an easy enough time severing his head from his body without the added help of him going through some kind of crisis of masculinity. No, Agito would treat a woman like any other opponent, granting her the highest amount of respect but utterly crushing her into the dirt like everyone else. The first division vice captain turned to face the three, having done his exercises and show boating to intimidate his enemies a little. Some might not understand why a vice captain would go through such lengths for a simple spar but Agito was not here to just spar, he was here to grow stronger. What he had gathered before him was an assortment of the toughest unseated fighters, all hungry and looking for their chance at climbing the ranks, and what better way to show your stuff than by beating the vice captain of the first division.

These contenders were here to bring their A game and Agito was not one for being caught by surprise too often. Agito knew to never underestimate his opponent, to try and map out every scenario before it happened. He was still miles from mastering this but was making long strides in the right direction every day with every battle, Agito was learning at a phenomenal rate. "Alright, who's first?" Agito asked with a smirk as the first contender stood, the slim man with the long hair. the man's face, along with the other two, was very serious..but this man's face was especially stoic, almost like it was unable to express emotion at all..not anger not anticipation, nothing. Agito couldn't ready this guy at all. Suddenly, the man rushed Agito straight on, a strange move for someone so slight but Agito couldn't resist the bate. Agito stepped in towards his target, showing that he was ready to be the aggressor, his target did not falter meaning that they would have to clash at the point of contact. Agito stepped forward, normally he might have reached for his blade to at least fake a strike but he was no longer battling Ryoka and his Zanpakuto was off limits, merely reaching for it would imply that he would consider breaking that law and Agito was far from desperate enough to even think of it. So instead of going for the slash Agito threw a straight right open palm towards the targets head. The man quickly dodged to the side, Agito was impressed as there were not many who cold dodge him so easily under captain level. The man feinted, as if he would go for a kicking counter but instead threw a jab. this caught Agito off guard but only for a brief moment, still leaving him time to dodge the punch while still admiring the difficulty of the technique the man had just performed. The man was taken back by Agito's speed but continued his attack rush, he ruthlessly flung his arms back and forth at Agito's head and body as if they were more weapons than parts of his own body. Agito blocked but began to feel a twinge in certain areas. It didn't take a genius to know what was going on here, the man was striking the same points over and over again, a technique that could chip away at even the sturdiest of defenses if the right tool was involved. Unfortunately the man was using his own hands and, while they were obviously strong, they would not last enough to break through Agito's defenses. Agito was feeling a little more adventurous today so he decided that he wouldn't fight this guy the easy way but in a way that would maximize his potential gain from this whole exercise. Suddenly all the punches that Agito was blocking, he started to dodge, only managing to avoid a few before jumping back to create a step or two of space. Agito would now dodge the attacks, giving him a potentially good cardio and reflex workout. Seeing Agito start to dodge and step back, the man was filled with a false confidence. He figured that if Agito started dodging all of a sudden that he had cracked Agito's defenses and that now was the time to really turn the heat on. The man rushed Agito again, this time even faster than before, when he got within striking distance, anywhere in his wingspan, the man started his barrage of punches again. Agito's steps betrayed his intentions as he continued to step forward and around his opponent, instead of stepping away. Any trained fighter would see that Agito's style was a trap, they'd be able to tell from the feet work, but Agito's opponent was raw, all he knew was his own power and ability..and that would be his down fall. The man's storm of punches continued, Agito stepping around each one with seeming ease. This pissed the man off, the same man who thought the fight was his only a moment ago, was now being toyed with by this childish looking boy..how pitiful it must have felt for him. The man's face finally started to twist and contort, finally showing emotion, he was angry that things were not going as planned. He was angry that this young upstart who never had to work for everything was just given so much power while he was not..all this clear in his eyes. Agito had seen hundreds if not thousands of men like this in his life, all with the same pitiful look in their eyes, looking as if someone had done something to them. They were blaming others for their lack of power, but when they finally reach a point of true helplessness, pain and sorrow, like Agito, then they will all realize that there was no room for blame or expectations. On the road to power all those things get in the way and must be discarded if one were serious about reaching that goal of being the strongest..or hell even being 'strong' took more guts than it took to pity one's self. Don't ask god why, ask yourself. Agito couldn't take this man's face anymore and his moves were starting to become easier to dodge, a mixture of him tiring and his moves becoming more predictable every time he did them. Agito slipped the last punch the man would be able to throw, stepped under the arm and into the man's body while sending a firm open pal to the man's chest, at the last moment Agito activated a kido that improved his strength, causing his muscles to bulge slightly and veins poke from his wrists as he plowed his palm and fingertips into the man's torso. The impact was so powerful that it sent a gust of wind through the man's body and the impact sounded like the cracking of the sky when a jet breaks the sound barrier. The man's body contorted around Agito's arm, trying to flee from the point of impact any way it could. The man's once stoic and almost zombie-like face now seeming really human with very human feelings of pain and disappointment. Agito would simply moved his arm and step away from the man as he would slowly crumble to his knees and then hunch over, face thumping the canvas. It was time to get him out of here, he was done.

Onlookers looked at Agito in shock and horror as a medic crew came and carted the man off of the training floor. "What's their problem? I didn't even use my Zanpakuto. Agito thought, his innocence showing along with a bit of his sarcastic side. He knew why the crowd looked like that, they had not imagined the baby faced vice captain of the first to behave in such a cold way. He just didn't know what about his appearance made them think this way. Since when were young people looked at as being gentle? It was actually Agito's experience that some of the purest forms of cruelty come from children rather than adults. Agito saw kids do things to other kids in the back alleys that he'd never speak of again, so to have his youthful look be some kind of indicator of his level of gentle was idiotic to say the least. But Agito wasn't worried about the onlookers, that was all they were good for, looking and watching. Agito's mind was focused on his remaining two opponents and, strangely enough, they were the two people closest to the action and yet were the only two who still had a calm serious look on their face and not one of shock, fear, or regret. This was good, this meant that the people Agito had assembled before him were not just all fluff, that there was at least some merit to their recommendation. Agito had told the men to gather the strongest they could find without a seat, the hungriest, because he didn't want to feel bad for beating them into oblivion if they were weak. The first one was skilled but unsatisfying in many ways, but these next two, they seemed very filled with life, even the old man, and power. Agito was excited to actually get a real fight in and not just be dodging around in order to make things harder on himself. Hopefully these next two fights would feel more like fights.

Agito waited for the next opponent, he assumed that they already had a gauge of each others powers and had decided on the order before Agito had even arrived because they seemed to stand and walk up on their own without consulting with each other, or at least that's how the first one went. This time Agito waited as both of the fighters stood up the noticed the other was standing and fired a glare at each other. Agito wanted to laugh at how comical this was but did not want to break the aura he had set for himself already, both to the onlookers and to himself. This was still training, not time to have fun. Agito watched the two silently argue with each other for a little while longer and just as he was starting to open his mouth to tell which one he wanted to come up and who he wanted to wait the old man suddenly sat down and folded his arms. "Hmph, ladies first." the man said in a smart a** type of way. Agito had no idea why the man finally let her go or why they were even arguing about it in the first place. What he did know was that there was no question that the skinny man went first which meant that it had to be understood that his abilities were not on the same level as the other two. Almost like an appetizer. Agito enjoyed the animal-like nature of these two so far and he liked that they did the job of weeding out the weak link for Agito so he wouldn't have to work too hard himself, that was very nice of them but unnecessary because, in the end, Agito wold have had to fight all of them and find out for himself anyway..but it did make for a more efficient workout. Agito watched as the woman made her way to the center of the mat. Agito noticed that she had some large hands and feet, not just for a woman, but for most people her size or Agito's. It was a bit creepy but Agito figured that the larger hands and feet served for stronger tools when fighting, not just for the power of the blows but also allowed for more decisive grappling techniques. Large feet also related to explosive power, her leaping ability and amount of power she could gather from only one or two steps would be higher than the average. Agito did not know all of these things for certain but had seen his share of battles by now and was good at going off of past experiences to make predictions of the future. When the woman got to directly in front of Agito he could see that she was actually bigger than him by about three inches, which made her roughly six foot six, she was also pretty solid, did not seem like she had an ounce of body fat on her. It seemed that Agito might have run into a prime physical specimen, which was perfect, it meant that he could probably get a chance to work on some of his binding and healing kido..hopefully she would be fast and strong enough for that to happen.

The match begun with Agito pressing the action first, not waiting for his opponent to get in motion with those long legs and powerful feet. Agito closed the distance, attempting to get into the woman's core to deliver an incapacitating palm just like the last guy, he would teach them for thinking they were better than one another when they were all only here to help Agito get stronger in different ways. The woman saw Agito's attack coming however and brought her leg up and across Agito's arm towards his head. Agito quickly ducked, he had already stooped down for the attack and now had to go lower. Agito avoided the foot but had went too low and left himself open within her range. The woman side stepped Agito while delivering a firm snap kick on the side that she stepped to. The blow snapped into Agito's side, the impact heard throughout the academy. This time it did hurt a little and Agito was still using his reiatsu to shield himself. This woman had to be freakishly strong and she was very good on her feet, two things Agito had a feeling would be the case. Agito regained his composure from the kick and turned just in time to see the woman stepping into another kick, this one straight on like a spear, most likely meant to push him back like the classic spartan kick.

Agito, taking a page from her book, side stepped the leg and grabbed her ankle in hopes of stopping her from moving. He then unleashed a Hadou number 4 as vice captain Kesato had done when they first encountered moth. It was a quick skill that did not need an incantation, yet packed a punch. Great for first strikes, the lightning attack hit its target, zapping the woman with how ever many volts were coursing through the basic kidou shot. Agito didn't put any extra juice on it because it was just a sparring match but he didn't hold back too much so that she would take him lightly again. Agito was a kidou specialist and, while he did like to train his body physically, his primary offensive was kidou and he wanted his opponents to be very aware of that. When people fight against kidou specialist they often try to get in close due to the stereotype that kidou wielders were fragile. Agito trained his body to be able to take advantage f these moments, when the opponent swore they had the upper hand and rushed in full hardy. That element of surprise would be eliminated if Agito used his kidou less now that he was getting more physically proficient. It was like that old saying, if it ain't broke don't fix it. Agito's fighting style wasn't a problem and wasn't easily exploitable due to the vast amount of kidou one can learn and wield, especially someone like him who was efficient in all divisional Kidou and not just the skills generalized to everyone. He was a master and anyone who faced a master would be cheated if they didn't get lit up with kidou the first time they slipped. The woman's body jumped and tensed as it was hit with the electric current. It did not take her out but definitely left a mark on her, she quickly jumped back, no longer wanting to be within range of another one of Agito's attacks. Unfortunately for her, Agito's attacks varied in range, he could hit a target from anywhere. Agito whipped a hand around and fired a wolf's blade towards the woman, a stronger form of the previous hadou. This one had a little more bite and traveled to the woman's location before digging into the ground where she was standing. she's on the move.. Agito thought as he scanned the battlefield looking for the woman who he had only taken his eye off for a moment, vainly looking at the power of his own strike rather than the exact location of the target. The girl was smart, knowing that a straight out offensive was not her best chance she switched to a stealthier approach, Agito had to give it to her she sure did pick a good time to change up, it was probably her only time she would catch Agito not looking at her, his gaze usually so focused. No matter how much the first division vice captain told himself he was not going to underestimate these opponents, he had and was now paying the consequences for his mistake. His eyes darted left and right until suddenly the woman appeared to his left, a leg full of swirling pressure heading right for Agito. Shunko! Agito thought as the leg came crashing in. Agito managed to get his hands up in time, catching the leg with his bare hands. The force of the blow bruised his hands and turned his knuckles red, now this was starting to turn into a real fight! He pushed the girl's foot back towards her, throwing her off balance. Agito then jumped forward with a lunging knee that the girl sidestepped. Agito landed on one foot and used his other foot to plant and launch two phoenix fireballs at the woman. She was so close that it was almost impossible to avoid the strike but she was so fast that anything was possible with her shunko. In a small burst of flames the woman vanished, to reappear not too far away. she had obviously avoided most of the attack or else she would not be standing but her arm was burnt showing signs that she did not manage to escape unscathed. Agito was tempted to ask the girl if she wanted to quit but already knew her answer. After all these warriors were competing for a seat in the gotei 13, something that most here would lay down their lives for. Agito knew a simple burn wouldn't hold the girl back form pursuing her dreams and beating the one thing stopping her, Agito.

The woman roared as her attacks began to tear through the air again, the cyclones around her wrists and ankles twirling more intensely than before. She basically flew at Agito with a show of force and grace to deliver another kick. The woman's flaw was starting to show, she mostly only went for kicks. She most likely chose kicks because they were more powerful and had a longer range, the obvious best plan of attack on paper. But paper did not always transfer to the field and this plan did not seem to account for predictability. If Agito knew that she was going for a kick he can just wait for the signs of an incoming kick and ignore any possible showing of a punch. It basically made Agito's job twice as easy by taking away half of the attacks he would have to worry about in an all around fighter.The woman most likely relied on her speed to just bombard opponents with kicks, not much unlike the man who Agito fought before. Her mastery of shunko allowed her more success but so far Agito didn't see much difference. Agito ducked the woman's kick and swept his own leg under her, tripping the leg she was standing on to make the kick and sending her falling to the ground. The move was basic but had been done so fast and precise that most wouldn't even have been able to register everything that transpired between the girl's kick and her hitting the ground. Agito slightly pivoted in order to complete the move with a twirl and pose, it was almost time for the grand finale and he would have to be stylish in order to do it any real justice. The woman rose to one knee and looked at Agito with a look he was not unfamiliar with..a look of disdain. The woman knew that she couldn't win and she was angry, not with Agito but with herself. Her fury burned and was the engine behind the winds that somehow continued to grow in speed around her limbs. The power now becoming so strong that Agito's clothes began to churn in the winds. The first division vice captain smirked as the woman pulled out all the stops. He liked her energy, it was a constant flux between a second division shinigami and an eleventh. She was strong, powerful and yet never gave up, continuing to fight to the end and seemingly getting stronger while doing so. Then again, that last one was something Agito noticed about all types of beings..beings with that extra drive to push past their limits. He had to give her props, she seemed pretty bad a**. The winds literally lifted the woman's body from the ground as she snarled at him almost like she was telling him to stop smiling and that the fight wasn't over yet. She vanished to the naked eye and appeared a step above Agito, bringing her foot down to hit him from above. Agito rose his hand but instead of blocking the kick he released a sapphire hurricane, a powerful ball of water element kido that would push and immobilize his targets.It wasn't considered a spell for attacking but, when released so close to the woman, at such an unexpected time and with such a strength, it flung the woman away with force. it slammed the girl into the ground and bombarded her with high speed waters that kept her from moving. She struggled just to not drown. The woman coughed and smacked the waters away as best she could but, when the kido cleared she was just sitting there soaked and helpless. Agito's fist crackled with another lightning kido that he had locked and loaded, ready to give the girl a final dose of his lightning prowess, especially after hitting her with a sapphire hurricane which increased the potential damage of lightning techniques due to the water being a good conductor. Agito had the kido prepared but didn't end of needing it. The woman's shunko was no longer activated and she was obviously no longer willing to battle. She stood up, still dripping wet, and bowed to Agito. This was a pleasant surprise to Agito based on how the last guy was. This was someone who wasn't a sore loser, even though it was easy to tell that she was not pleased with the loss at all. After bowing the woman gave a look to the older man who was still sitting waiting for his turn. She then walked off, past her previous seat, and out the door of the academy. Agito was thinking that she would return to see how the match ended between Agito and the old man. It seemed like she didn't care though..she was no longer fighting so it did not matter if she was here or not. Agito could understand that and would have felt similar had he been in her shoes. There was nothing wrong with taking a loss but Agito was never one to take a loss without learning from it. The best way to practice things learned in battle is to train, so when Agito loses he usually goes to train as soon as possible, even if its right after the fight. Hell, Agito was here right after an encounter with a Ryoka. Most people would have went and got healed or give a report but not Agito, he was right in the academy picking up where he left off before all craziness started.

Agito remained judge free as the doors closed behind the woman, he understood. Next was the older man who had been waiting patiently. When Agito looked over to the old man he noticed that the man had a slight grin on his face. This was much different from the other two when they were walking up, both trying to give Agito as little emotion to go on as possible. Had this man thought of a new method to get in Agito's head? Maybe he was just happy to finally be fighting after waiting for so long? There was no way Agito could know for sure he was not a mind reader or had any talent for faking it. Most would have probably taken the smile as an insult but Agito had been around his share of battle crazed warriors recently and could tell when someone was just pumped for a fight. The man shrugged his shoulders and stretched, all with a smile. The man's smile was wide but his gaze was intense, if Agito had just been looking at him from the eyes up he would think the man was scowling at him. Agito had no idea why, but for some reason looking at this man reminded him of looking in the mirror. It's not that they looked anything alike but it was just something about the intent behind the gaze; almost like they were threatening to kill you without even frowning..the eyes of a killer. The man then took his battle stance, one that was different from the other two but one still very familiar to Agito. The man's stance was similar to Agito's own, the stance of a kidou specialist. Agito's cold gaze turned into one filled with fire and lightning. Agito spread his feet, opening both palms out towards his opponent as if they were clawed. The reiatsu practically jumping off of his finger tips, primed to let loose Kidou after Kidou. "This is gonna' be fun!" the man exclaimed "My feelings exactly." Agito returned.


The man then lunged forward, a massive wall of flaming hadou on his hand as he struck down, unleashing its full fury in the form of a wave atop Agito's head. Agito's eyes widened as he saw the mass of the attack and the realization that even if he blocked the attack, the man was coming in for a physical strike behind it, using it as a cover. Agito jumped to the side as fast as he could, still receiving some burns to his sleeve. He looked back to see the floor he was standing on just a moment ago dented and smashed in under the feet of the older man. The cyclops of a man looked at Agito with his only eye that was not covered by an eye patch..and smiled. The man then stepped forward while flinging his arm forward, unleashing a wolf's blade from the extended arm. Agito dodged to the side again, dodging the wolf's blade but was startled by a shadow that had suddenly been cast over him. The older man was already above Agito, slamming his hands together and creating a water dragon that emerged from his reiatsu; the dragon pummeled Agito mid-dodge. "HA!" the man shouted, closing the distance to the now flying Agito, still recovering from the last attack. it seemed the man had a fighting style similar to Agito's, but instead of defense being a tertiary killer trait, his was his raw physical strength. That coupled with his speed and impressive Kidou allowed him to attack with an intensity most could not match. The only problem with this style was that, if an opponent ever got a chance to get off a good attack that hit its mark, these guys would fall a little bit easier than Agito. Agito stepped forward, activating Bougyoudo #24: Ryukin, increasing his strength by a fair amount. Agito's muscles bulged as he closed in to the man who was also coming towards him on full tilt. The man through a punch which landed flush into Agito's brow, Agito's defensive prowess allowing him to take the blow without much damage. Agito continued through with his step despite being hit, throwing his own punch which slammed right into the man's gut. The wind left the man's body, evident in his face despite how much he tried not to show. It was just as Agito thought, Agito's punch then erupted with a wolf's blade that was so intense it jolted out of the man's body, crackling into the air. The man could barely move, muscles being temporarily paralyzed by the coursing volts. Despite the paralysis the man was not done so Agito leaped back a couple feet, upon landing a Hadou #58: Glacialis shot from the ground where he planted, the wave of ice quickly coursing to the spot the older man stood, knocking him down onto a frosty surface. Agito jumped into the air, giving the large man a taste of his own medicine. Agito released a wave of fire, none other than one of the first techniques he learned Hadou #54: Abolishing Flames. The flames crashed over the man as he tried to stand to his feet but slipped on the icy academy floor, glossed with Agito's glacialis. The flames washed over the man and the ground, scorching the man's skin and melting the ice that kept the man immobile on the floor.

Agito came crashing down, slamming his foot into the man's broad back that was covered in wounds from being scorched by Agito's attack. When Agito's foot made contact, he was surprised to find that the back didn't give but pushed back, causing Agito to push off and land a couple feet away. The hulking man stood to his feet and looked over his shoulder with a murderous intent as he activated his shunko. Agito jumped at the sensation of the wind hitting him. The pressure had reached Agtio from such a range..truly a power shunko. Agito could only imagine how much spiritual power this man had, being a kidou wielder like Agito, and his psychical strength was obviously on a class of its own. This shunko was undoubtedly going to pack one hell of a punch, it was time to buckle down and brace for an all out assault. The man rushed forward, a hurricane of power and fury. Agito wasn't going to be able to take one of these blows; he dodged to the side. The man was already waiting for Agito before his foot planted, blasting the smaller shinigami with a massive hook to the ribs. Agito buckled from the blow then rolled away just in time to avoid the man slamming his other fist directly down into the ground Agito was just standing on a moment ago. The man was going to obliterate Agito if he got the chance. Vice captain Mibu rolled to his feet, not stopping and giving the man a chance to strike this time, he launched Hadou #57: Mizu no Ryuu aka the water dragon, coupled with the always handy hadou #7 wolf blade. Agito's mastery of the Bougyoudo #54: Double Incantation allowed him to cast two kidou at once, it is a difficult technique that he could only pull off a couple times a fight, so he would always pick his spots carefully. This was definitely a spot, the spells launched out at the opponent, the water dragon colliding with the wofl's blade and making the later even more potent. The double spell exploded into the man. The older warrior managed to use his own abilities to slightly redirect the blast, making it fall just short of him and exploded on the ground immediately in front. The power still enough to wound the man even if he was not hit directly, but the damage reduced a good enough deal to still be standing. Agito was starting to question why this man hadn't been seated yet..no he had been asking that since he first locked eyes with him. There was just something about how he had carried himself, as if he already knew he had won.

The man exploded from the cloud of mist created by Agito's lightning water attack, his shunko still actively moving everything in its path as a hurricane of reishi swirled about the man's giant body. He hurled his fists at Agito with fury, Agito dodged what he could but had to block three, each time he blocked his body feeling more and more pain. Agito's defense was not enough to stop the full power of this man's might and the damage was starting to add up quickly. Agito had to think of something quick, he rolled back and culled upon a binding kidou, a popular one, Bakudou #61: Six Staves of Blinding Light, the spell lunged forth in the form of bands of light. They pushed into the man and tried to detain him but he easily broke free. Luckily Agito was only using the spell to bide him some time, every little second so precious against a fast opponent. Agito, now with at least two steps of distance, "Hadou #33: Blue Firefall"
Agito chanted before unleashing a ball of fire straight from his hand towards the man. The fire intensity was impressive, smacking the man dead on and actually managing to stop him in his tracks. The burns from Agito's abolishing flames causing the man to be even more sensitive to fire attacks than normal. His shunko was impressive, but was just another weapon held by a man with no armor. Like a village that stumbled across a knight's sword, it was almost a shame. Agito didn't hesitate, upon seeing the slight weakness to fire he doubled up " Hadou #66 Twin Lotus Blue Firefall! Hadou #54: Abolishing Flames!" Agito using his double incantation yet again and probably for his final time this fight unleashing a hellstorm of fire kidou towards the man who was currently lacking in fire resistance. The attacks crashed against the man's skin as he howled out, the fires singing his clothes even more as he tried to power through the flames. He emerged again from the flames, but this time much slower. The man no longer had the same drive he had to burst though wall after wall and keep attacking, his well of health had dried up. Agito walked towards the man, one hand extended out and ready to cast whatever spell he needed just in case this man wasn't as out for the count as he had thought. "alright kid, alright" the man said with a sigh, dropping to one knee as his body smoked from the flames of Agito's kidou. The man had withstood one hell of a barrage Agito was surprised he had made it this far with literally no defense. This man before Agito was an animal, a pure show of force and will, he earned Agito's respect as a warrior and if Agito had the power to make him a true member of the gotei 13 he would in a heart beat, but Agito was not the one in charge of recruitment. Agito merely patted the man on the shoulder as he walked by, his bruises and wounds sustained from these battles and those before had started to get uncomfortable beneath his robes.

It felt like it was finally time for Agito to return to his barracks and start on his report. This report might go down for the longest one he would ever have to do, between his training session with the other divisions, both his encounters with the Ryoka moth and his training bouts with these three individuals he would have a lot to write. If Agito wanted to write more he could include all the new skills he learned or picked up along the way..but Agito usually didn't include stuff like that in his reports. After all, what if the information got into the wrong hands? He wouldn't want a list of everything he could do on file for easy pickings. "Tch..I need an assistant for times like this."" Agito said to himself, talking about the paperwork. He hated this part of the job and often took him much longer than the average shinigami to do. Most who were like him would just push their work on some other oaf who didn't mind the extra chore or just a lower rank that had to obey, but Agito was unfortunately in a division that did not operate like most; Agito often went for extended periods without seeing another member of his division. One was usually enough to handle whatever job they were sent to do, two would just be overkill and a waste of resources.