I'LL DEVOUR YOU ALIVE | {OPEN, POSSESSION}

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    ･ﾟ✦ —— Friends were a to broken word for him that had been used to much to lack any meaning for him. The only experience he had from it was that the so called friend was going to cut you straight through the back whenever the opportunity was given. Dimitri had learned through experience to be far to clever for that, to strike first, to never let anyone stand by his side. Ichigo's emotions had been one sided. The only reason he had joined them was not only because of his amusement but there had been something the soul society had have, something he had desperately needed. So to get his paws on it had played a role and that had been all of it. Once having got it had been out from there. Dimitri had never consider Ichigo for his friend just a simple puppet,


    or so it had been supposed to be.


    Sometimes he might have let himself dream, to forget, and had even drained out on the time just to stay a bit longer inside that world of secret gurdians how protect the world from evil. It had been a sweet dream, just like a fairytale there the good won over the bad every single damn time. Inside a such world though it was not him to belong into. From the start had he known that if anything he was the biggest devil out of all of them. It was so much easier that way since that had become the world he had created for himself. The lying snake how nobody trusted and how felt nothing else then joy to watch others miserable life. Since they had parted there had been so many things Dimitri had done and none of them having been for the sake of goodness. If knowing any of them Ichigo would for sure feel disappointed and bedrayed by one of the most trusted captains. But that had just been his own fault to not see through the mask of a snake, to believe every word that tounge had slipt out. Dreams was nice but they would always end once waking up.


    The hollow version of Ichigo spoke up, words so much different and sounding like more spoke at the same time in a high pitched voice. The commander he had worked under was not there at the moment, to be present instead faced with this other side of him how was far more powerful but also dangerous on a entier different level. How funny though how 'Hichigo' decided to spoke up to him by mentioning death straight in his face. The smirk grow wider, amusement in the eyes over this hollow not knowing the truth. I'm already dead. Came the instant reply up inside of the head, after all being a vampire so it brought dead along with it. But to speak out about his true nature out aloud had never been his sort of taste, secretive even about it. Not many knew and not did the former shinigami had any intention to let them know either. No one had even noticed it when he had drank the blood from the mortals they had saved while his shinigami colleage was looking away. There was so many things he ahd done behind the scenes of actions. " Well thank ya very much. I do try to keep myself alive. " He did not bother by the fact this creature know his name somehow just going to assume it most be becaus eof him sharing the same body as Ichigo.


    Dimitri couldn't say he was doing the same though barely half bothered to listen to what this hollow had to say next since while he spoke had tried to figure out what was going on here. The power he used in this to help himself out was the ability to see through the souls body and flesh straight into thier soul and everything he past through it. There was something there for the eye to discover all deep digged into the others spine. Hmh, that had been a interesting discovery the result of Dimitri next move of teleportation.


    It didn't suprised him at all when the cougar had blocked his attack with the much bigger sword. Dimitri was not a fool he know how to observe his target and learn thier fighting technique during it, if anything he was testing the hollow, his strenght,experience and not to mention playing with him all the same during the time. " Hmh. " The kitsune hummed ad the sword collided with each other, the others words being taken through his own silence once more. The power of the others sword would indeed make his paws slide backwards by the massive tool but would smirk all the same. Then through observant eyes watched when the sword directed itself to aim for his legs which Hichgio indeed had planned out well because that was exactly what he did by dodge his legs to be cut of by jumping up in the air swiftly and without any trouble. What happend next was for Hichigo to show up right behind his back and while his intention was clear for him Littlestar words at the same time ringed into his ears as well. "Dimitri, knock him OUT!"



    Dimitri used his teleportation to take him away from the possessed cougar to land on the ground below again, at first looking perfectly fine but he had not come out from there without a scratch. From the back did blood drip down over the back and down towards the ground. The sword had cut him but not did it seemed to faze the vampire as he still smirked pain being complete numb for him and a scratch like this wouldn't make him stop fighting. " Hmh, it was a while i used this sword, please excuse me Kate if using ya poorly. " he would say with the blade between his teeths, the name he had decided to call his katana and pointed the sharp end at it over at Hichigo. It had been a damn long while since last using Kate and to be honest about it was excited because he only decided to use it if taking a battle seriously so it had been a time to meet a opponent he actually would consider to fight without holding back. Littlestars words would not be ignored though as he sided gazed back over to Littlestar again to give her a wink like to inform her about that he had everything under control here before returning it back to his opponent. " Ya hear that Ichigo?. Someone cares for ya enough to not wish ya to die today. " he spoke and meant them to the real Ichigo and not this hollowish version of him. It most be nice to be cared for so much to the point that even if showing a such monsterous side like this would still be cared for, to want to save them. But that was always the case with Ichigo. There was always people how cared for him and wished to help him no matter for what cost.


    Dimitri would move him into position before sending himself of again straight towards Hichigo and went for a straight forward move attempting to send his katana to cut right through Hichigo chest which he assumed would be dodged away from after all Hichigo would not fall for a trick as easy like that one. So while he hoped for the cocky hollow to dodge out of the way would be quick to follow by using his teleportation with the intention to come flying right past him and used the sword with the purpose to slide the sharp blade to cut through the belt that keept the armor over the cougar back that was linked by the front by went for the belt by the side of Ichigo shoulder. That armor needed to be the first thing to cut of before doing anything else.


    // i actually replied to this although i'm sick today xD

    it might be bad though so sorry for that haha

    Unfortunately for the poltergeist, he was oblivious to the society of whatever the hell Ichigo was at this point, blind to his capabilities. Yet where was the fun in entering a good fight and knowing every outcome? Maybe that was just his excuse to justify throwing himself into danger once again, or maybe something more sinister was at play, ever so slightly tugging at his puppet's string to weaken the control. There wasn't any time to ponder the philosophy of battle, backing away from Hichigo after ramming into his side, planting his paws into the earth as obsidian flames nearly singed his bobbed tail. With his escape route blocked by a literal fire wall, the poltergeist swivelled his head to face the hollow, spitting out a confused hiss in defense of bring labelled as a soul. "That's fuckin' offensive." As the hefty sword was skillfully yanked from the soil, Beck braced himself, knowing full well of how swordfighters followed a set of movements. The clean notch in his ear's cartilage that could only be from a blade stopped before it could collide with a head proved his point. While he anticipated the swing, he couldn't leap back in time. His front leg, whose wrist was badly burned and raw from the iron shackles of ShadowClan, was sliced off at the elbow, strangely without a spray of blood from the severed arteries and veins. In fact, there wasn't any view to any internal organs or bones at all; the stump of a limb only had an otherwordy dark matter where blood should of been gushing. The poltergeist rightfully stumbled backwards, gaping at the fact that his arm had just been chopped through like butter. And the additional observation of not mimicking a physical injury was new. He struggled to maintain his balance, but before he could even think to do anything in retaliation, a stranger challenged the armored cougar.


    Just what he needed. Dimitri gave him enough time to stall a counter, and glaring daggers towards Hichigo's back, Beck focused on repairing the fresh amputation. The shadowy stub to almost ripple, before the darkened form of the rest of his limb sprouted forward, quickly regaining the auburn hue of his pelt. And as a bonus point, the previous burns were all but gone, his wrist no longer marred by scorched flesh. After steadying himself, he flattened himself as the two clashed blades, creeping forward and circling the fight, waiting for a chance to lunge back in. He quickly caught onto Dimitri's strategy of distraction with the feint attack, and to assist, Beck allowed his consciousness to extend to the surrounding shadows of the undergrowth, several tendrils of darkened mist gaining near-physical structures were swift to form, and as Dimitri aimed to slice away the armor, four coils of shade lashed out to tightly entwine around Hichigo's ankles, ordered to pull taut and yank his legs out from underneath him as soon as the other's blow was confirmed to hit, but until then, they would hopefully keep him in place. Even though Beck focused much of his attention on maintaining his will over the shadows, he bounded with a limping gait to block any path towards Littlestar and Aron - and apparently Techno and Valemon as well - and dropped into a readied stance, outstretched claws flexed and sharkish teeth bared in preparation.

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    ICHIGO KUROSAKI


    Former Hawkclan leader - over sized cougar - roleplayed by sorrel




    i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!



    (oh heckle we are at two pages lets gooo!)


    The thing inside of him wasn't really supposed to be the type to actually care for others. Of course Hichigo didn't, but he also had the emotions of Zangetsu at the same time. This meant that he was allowed to at least feel something since he was the reason why Ichigo had Shinigami powers at all. It was all thanks to the complicated lineage that Ichigo had, not really even understanding it himself half the time when it actually came time to talk about it. Hichigo cared about Ichigo in the slightest bit. He knew that the other wasn't incredibly weak, having been inside of the others body for years now he was able to understand exactly how Ichigo thought about himself and how he thought about others. Hichigo had been there from him through the thick and thin, and trying to keep him alive the first time he had died had been a bust because he hadn't been strong against creatures that were outnumbering him. No matter how cocky it had been, and when his powers had been removed, Hichigo felt like he had been asleep. Asleep in a coma where the entire area was cold. The environment that he lived in inside of Ichigo's mind depended on his feelings. When he first started off, the area was bright and full of life. Then after everything that had happened to the former leader, everything became flooded with his emotions, making the area extremely depressing. Sure he could breathe under the water because that was an entire different realm as he was inside someones mind. Ichigo allowed them to breathe under the water, although the other hadn't been inside of his mind since any of that had actually happened. He didn't even remember the last time that he had a conversation with the male that wasn't them trying to fight over powers. Hichigo needed to keep the male alive though if he wanted a chance to be able to take the throne out from underneath the king. Right about now he was the horse, but once Ichigo took power again and got better he wouldn't have another chance to be able to take control again in a very long time. Ichigo wouldn't let him of course, especially when he realized that he had been attacking those that he was starting to establish relationships with. Usually this wouldn't have happened at all, but whatever had been put inside Ichigo's body a month ago had taken its toll on even him. Someone that was considered be one of the strongest among those that knew him.


    Ichigo hadn't been suffering from a regular illness when he returned back to the clans. Which happened for the fact that he didn't return to the clans on his own actions. He just ended up getting knocked out somehow, he couldn't remember, and from there he woke up in the clans that he had left a year ago to work on the important mission that had been given to him. He was tracking down a powerful enemy, whether the enemy knew that he was tracking them down he wasn't able to figure out. He passed a lot of clans on his journey to find the thing, and during this time he was able to meet a couple new faces at the same time. Ichigo didn't completely abandon those that were in Hawkclan, at least that wasn't his intention. By the time that he remembered the last place that he had been that weren't the clans he knew so well, he had been at least a month's journey away from everything. Then suddenly he was in Blizzardclan and felt like he had gotten run over a truck. He also noticed that there were changes in his physical features, which never really happened to anyone nowadays so he knew what that would meant. He didn't care about that immediately, thinking that his powers would be enough to fend off the thing that had been implanted and infected his body. This wasn't the case though when he had tried to use his teleportation, letting him go into Riverclan without having really thought about it. And then once he was stable enough, he tried using it again and crashed through one of the tree houses in Hawkclan when he arrived back again. The thing that was inside of Ichigo was the same thing that was currently controlling him. Hichigo of course knew this, but didn't want to tell Ichigo because it meant that once the time came he would be able to let himself free and have a little bit of a fun in the first place. The cougar had always been stubborn and never told anyone about his condition. Or the thing that was almost attached to his spine, or really close it. Anyone that had the power of Sight would be able to see that the thing took the shape of a leech, and if anyone was able to take his armor off, they would be able to see something moving underneath the surface of his skin. As if there were maggots living underneath his flesh. But thanks to the way that his armor had built, it was impossible to see that unless someone looked close enough to see the movement of his armor. That had been the reason why he was scratching around his body all the time, but he didn't really feel when the creature moved inside of him. The longer the thing that was inside of him, the stronger it would end up getting, inflating in size to the point where it would end up looking like a bulge on his back, like a tumor.


    Time was running out. Hichigo could feel it in his head and he could also feel it in his body at the same time. It was annoying just to feel the bastard slowly start to wake himself up. The cougar had to make sure that he would have a little bit more time. The process was almost over, and he could feel the thing that was squirming around his spine. He so badly wanted to itch it now that he had a body but he was a little bit occupied. His yellow optics immediately turned themselves toward Littlestar when she shouted the order. Rage practically radiated off of the Hollow at that moment. That asshole! Dimitri of course probably knew that already, but that didn't mean that she had to go out and say it in the first place. A snarl ripped through his jaws and he would have headed over toward Littlestar to shut her up, but with Dimitri around there was no way that the other would let him do something like that. Besides, the other could move almost as fast as he could. Almost. If he was in his other form, he would have been moving a lot faster, faster than one would be able to see actually. When he turned back around to face Dimitri, blood seemed to be dripping from the inside of his mouth. Time was running out. The blood that was starting to leak from the inside of his throat was a mixture of the usual crimson color and then the pale hues of his body. Hichigo of course ignored it. The transformations put a lot of strain on the bodies, and Ichigo's body was already in a bad condition enough that if he put anymore strain on it could probably crack underneath the pressure from everything. The smirk spread across his facial features when the other said that he hadn't used the blade for very long. The Hollow had figured with the way that the other was using the blade. "Seems like you're out of practice. Bad luck for you then." Hichigo stated, as he was lucky enough that he was never really out of practice, and neither was Ichigo. Both of the two Shinigami held swords in their mouth. It seemed like when Dimitri started to address Ichigo, his entire demeanor changed for a moment. The blood flow from his mouth increased a little bit as he snarled his response. Ichigo was starting to knock in the back of his head, starting to come to a realization what he was doing, and why portions of his sword was covered in blood. He didn't want this. He never wanted it. Hichigo practically fed off of Ichigo's negative feelings to the situation, but that didn't mean he was going to let himself be beat. He had a reputation to uphold after all, even if he was growing progressively more weak.


    He knew that he was going to step up a little bit, and at that thought, the gravity seemed to change a little bit more. He doubted it would have all that much effect on Dimitri since it wasn't everything that he had. The other had been part of the Shinigami Organization and hadn't just been a regular member. Which meant he had been powerful enough to go up the ranks. Hichigo would watch as the other charged him, and the albino cougar spread his legs out a little bit and the smirk returned to his face as he side stepped out of the way of the blade. As soon as his paws hit the ground, he felt something wrap around his paws. The hell was that? The Death God looked down at his paws to see that there were shadows wrapped around his paws. When did shadow powers become a thing? A hiss escaped his jaws as he was able ti rip his paws from the shadows hold as soon as he discovered them, but that meant that Dimitri was given enough time to slash through the portion of his armor across the front of his chest that kept the armor held onto his body. As he moved back out of the way, the cougar could feel the armor drop from his body and land heavily on the ground. The back of his neck was still protected by the metal piece that was there, but the rest of his body was exposed, and the true condition of Ichigo's body's condition was more evident. He was extremely emaciated, the others fur sticking out in several directions as if it hadn't been washed in years. Welts and sores covered the entire portion of his back, and parts of the others vertebrae could be seen sticking out of others directions. On top of that, there seemed to be some sort of tumor that was growing on the left side of his spine, it wasn't positioned on top of it. And of course it wasn't exactly a tumor. There were also more scars that were on his body, some of which that made it seem like some of the wounds that were given could have been lethal back in the day. Ichigo's body looked like a walking corpse, but the others condition didn't seem to bother Hichigo all that much as he went back on the offensive. Hichigo would aim to teleport slightly in the air with the blade in his mouth, and aim to collide both his and Dimitri's sword together. In which if that happened, Hichigo would hover in the air for a couple of moments before a smirk quickly passed across his face. "Getsuga Tenshou." The Hollow voice would say in almost a snicker. As soon as he said the words, flames erupted from his blade and pushed forward in the shape of a massive crescent moon. It wasn't just made out of flames though, as the attack was a mixture of plasma, a substance capable of melting through anything, and of course extremely hot flames. The flames having the same hue as the flames that were surrounding all for the Hawkclanners around the area. The attack was strong enough that it dug huge grooves into the ground, and if the other did end up moving, there would be a massive crater the size of a semi-truck on the ground. Hichigo doubted that the other would see it coming, so there was a possibility that he could injure the other.





    Valemon continued to avert his eyes away from the fight, until he spared a small glance and noticed that some stranger had joined in the fight. Whoever he was, hopefully he did something about that monster. While Val hated seeing people get hurt, the cougar was also the one doing a lot of the hurting.


    Looking back at Littlestar, he decided that Tech and the other guy were probably right. Littlestar was hurt, they should get her to Rave. But, could she move? He wasn't sure. Maybe they could carry her?



    ･ﾟ✦ —— Dimitri had wanted to make sure if his suspection had been true or not. He had felt a rather strange presence coming from Ichigo, and not was he talking about the hollow but there had been something else, more focused on the other back. To be a immortal had it's benefits obiviously speaking so had a feeling he had felt that sort of energi before, in the past. So to make sure of that had decided to cut through the armor to get a closer look to expose the other of his truth. So when the armor fall of from the possessed cougar everything become more of sense for him. The swollowed tuber made him fear the worst since if it was true this situation was rather bad. Ichigo was dying which meant not all nonsense the hollow had told them about had been a complete lie.


    The thing was in this unfortunate situation that he not trusted hollows and not was he special fond of them either. They were stupied,reckless and honestly had no meaning of existing. But in a way he had a understanding for them since they shared the same thing in commen. A hollow got created when a soul (some called them for ghosts) how not could take themslef to the other side because of something that not had made them satisfied with life so couldn't leave before finishing what they not had been able to do in life. The problem with that was they become sensible for negative emotions, so for those how had died in regret or anger would get corrupted by this emotions, to fall into despair - and that was how hollows got created. Dimitri could understand because he was the king of the emotion of despair but still he had no sympathy for them. What they were, what they did, it was sad, pitiful but he just felt like they had got what had been coming, most of them even deserved it. Hollows was not in any way innocent just corrupted with a soul all gone impossible to repair.


    Ichigo's hollow were different though, a evolved form of a regular hollow. He would more say he worked in the class of a arrancar - an espada. He was an evolved for of it all but still it didn't change the fact of what he was and right now he was killing Ichigo and himself. This sort of 'fun' he claimed of having was just increasing the process not doing anything at all to help Ichigo. He might keep him alive but was not helping to save him at all. Hollow only cared for power, to win and kill - Hichigo was no difference. Dimitri did not thought he cared for Ichigo or anyone. Only reason he let Ichigo live was because without him he would die as well. They were trapped with each other to share the same life and even if they hated each other or not couldn't live without the other, perhaps Ichigo could but so could not Hichigo.


    Dimitri would smirk just like Hichigo did, his arrogance nature did not come to faze him in any way. He was not the sort of person how let emotions control him, to express them on the surface in any other way when amusement and jokes. But in truth he was far more involved with emotions then he even wanted to admit to himself. Not even this he understood about, why he was here to help him. It was conflicting for him but at the same time denied it all. Emotions made him unstable.


    Hichigo pointing out bluntly about him being out of shape with the sword just made him chuckle. It mgiht be true but that did not seem to concern him much. The reason why he had put it away in the first place was because the battles got so boring along with it. Not many had a chance against him if using it so for the sake of making the battle at least a little bit more interesting had decided to put it aside. His fights ever since leaving the organization had been unserious, boring and pointless. But he had played along although all of them had not lived up to anything more then a simple yawn. " Oh i wouldn't say that, it actually makes this fight alot more exciting." His voice were honey sweet, and offered a smirk change to a smug one all to confident with himself. To tel lthe truth he was not really here to fight a full out battle with this hollow side of Ichigo though which made it clear when the blood started to dript out from the cougar's mouth.


    His vampire instinct kicked in, having had a bit of problem to control it while restoring back his strenght by drinking blood from others. But it was still quite alluring for him, tempting to attack to simple drink the other blood in that mortal body. Fortunate Dimitri know how to control himself, to tame the beast inside in perfect class. He was already close to full recovery now. But the blood alarmed him though about the others condition. Dimitri also took notice of that his words had reached Ichigo briefly for the expression to change which meant the former commander still was in there somewhere, something to take note of. The ghost had slowed down Hichigo movements to keep him still but it failed to last for long before the cougar went after him and just like expected Dimitri took up his sword to collide it into the others, his mismatched orbs staring straight into this hollowish eyes. " Ya are not helping him in this way only quicker his death and yours. " At the moment he would speak, to inform the hollow about what he was doing was only further worsen this situation. That was what he meant with hollows being stupied.


    Getsuga Tenshou.


    Oh for fucking sake. Dimitri really hated that move it could be a real nuisance at times and now was not really the time for it, and the power it released could destroy anything it reached for thousand miles away. The vampire smirk died out at that second knowing exactly what was going on know. He needed to dodge, it only took one second for him to figure that out so used his teleportation again the benefit he had for shinigami having to speak before being able to use thier powers, it gave time for someone like him to get away from it as well from this awful flames how had got to close for his liking. Hichigo had underestimate his strenght a little bit to much to think he could have got hit that easily. Hopefully nobody had stood behind to get his by the flames or else it sucked to be them. He would use this opportunity though to teleport himself up beside the cougar and attempted to use the bottom of the katan's handle to hit it into the side of the cougar's head as he hoped it would be enough to knock the one out. With a bit of luck Ghost boy would come in again and help him with this attack as just like the previously one.


    ICHIGO KUROSAKI


    Former Hawkclan leader - over sized cougar - roleplayed by sorrel




    i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!



    Ichigo had acted incredibly strange to regular clan standards when it came to deal the clanners when he first arrived in the clans. There were some that stared at him as if he was someone that was going to rip their throat out. There were those that were going to look at him as some sort of threat to the clan itself. Which Ichigo didn't really seem to care about at the time as he had seen the same looks plenty of times while he had made the journey to the clans in the first place. Ichigo never really considered himself to be much of the threat to the clanners themselves, but they had other viewpoints when he came to being the largest wildcat that was actually in the clan at the time. There of course was a jaguar, not as tall as he is, but the weight class was a bit different compared to cougar standards. The one thing that was different between Ichigo and Hawkclan at the time was that he didn't think he had to follow the rules all that much. He had even memorized the rules pretty quickly and he never ended up breaking any rules when he went to go visit the clanners that were supposed to be their enemies. Sure when they came to visit him thinking that was the right decision in a clan that considered all of them enemies, it didn't exactly give the best of reputation. But sooner or later they started to realize his ways and the way he acted around others. The clanners he talked to that were supposed to be their enemies hadn't done anything to him. They didn't attack him and they were interesting to talk to because he was able to learn why certain clans attacked each other based on what they thought. The over sized cougar didn't really know anyone in the clan at the time, so that could mean he didn't really feel all that much when they came to attack the clan. It was when that he noticed his friends were in the raid, and that they noticed him, they were quick to realize that they should go easy on the other clanners because they didn't really want to end up hurting anyone. Ichigo had even convinced some anti-clanners to come to Hawkclan because he always bragged about the place and how it was pretty neat to live there. He was one of the oldest creatures that lived in Hawkclan too, so that meant that he had to deal with a lot of enthusiastic children at the same time.


    Ichigo's Hollow had always become an issue for him. Ichigo had no knowledge of it, but his mother had been attacked by a Hollow when she was pregnant with him. And that would probably be information that he would never actually get to know. He was fine with not knowing his past all that much, as Ichigo had always focused on the current events that happened. The past was in the past and it was something that couldn't be changed. There had been several instances where his past always comes to haunt him, and there is only so much he can do about that. Either way, Ichigo's Hollow acted like most Hollows, but it was more on the powerful side when it came to comparing them. In the current way that Hichigo was, he was only around a quarter of his true strength. Shinigami's in general couldn't use their full strength in the world of the living just because of the fact that they were just a little bit too strong for the mortal world. They didn't want the Shinigami to have mortal casulties that would cause the Shinigami to accidentally destroy a clan and plunge it into the earth. That was the last thing that the organization needed on their hands. This meant that even Hichigo's power was quite limited when it came to this world, and if he really wanted to destroy something, he would have taken over full control. He only had partial control at the moment, and that was something in itself was dangerous. It made the body the other was in highly unstable to the point that the other could just end up shooting powers in different directions endangering those that were stuck in the field of fire. Hichigo's appearance would have looked a lot different if he had full control, but he only ever did that when Ichigo was dying, or when he did die, as he would be able to command the body even with fatal injuries that were given to him. The Hollow that was inside of Ichigo was the trick up his sleeve if he was going up against an opponent that was too strong even for the likes of him. Which rarely ever happened, but he was also prone to getting injured quite a bit, as his armor only really did end up covering so much of the attacks that he endured. Hichigo's powers usually dwarfed those that he was up against quite quickly, and his frantic fighting style was quick to overwhelm those that didn't know how to deal with the sudden quick attacks. While Ichigo attacked those just to try and immobilize them, Hichigo attacked with the intent to kill. Unless he just wanted to play around with them, in which he wouldn't use his entire strength.


    Hichigo could feel his body start to give way and Ichigo was now starting to wake up. This was bad. Even bad for the likes of him. A snarl would rip through his now blood stained mouth. "I'm saving him! Not like you would know!" Hichigo would snarl. In the Hollow's mind he actually was helping, but he was also doing more damage than he was doing good. Sure the Hollow that was underneath Ichigo's skin was starting to wiggle around so that others could see that the parasite was alive. But now that he had possession, he could feel the creatures hold on his hosts body start to give way. Even if it was just a little bit. The issue was that Hichigo took far too long to be able to take possession over the cougar. As the others mortal body wasnt really able to handle the spiritual strain that was going on. If Ichigo's body had been healthier than of course it would have changed. Hichigo of course thought that he had completely destroyed Dimitri with the attack that he had just done. The wildcat landing on his white paws as he was next to the creature. The plasma that was indeed in his attack could practically melt anything, including the Shinigami's sword if he wasn't careful enough. A smirk was spread across his facial features until he noticed that the other's presence hadn't disappeared. The smirk immediately moved away from his jaws and his yellow eyes began to look around, trying to find where the other was that. Hichigo did end up looking in the complete opposite direction as he felt something slam into the side of his head, causing his body to go limp for a second as the large blade dropped onto the ground. The blood that had been pooling in his mouth also spilled out onto the forest floor. The albino cougar would stumble, and it immediately seemed like the flames that had created the arena disappeared completely at the others strike. The over sized cougar tried to shake his head to clear his mind and so that he would be able to resume fighting. But the bleeding from his own injuries were starting to slow him down, and Ichigo was certainly pulling at the restraints. Even if Ichigo could take back over, the former leader was certainly going to be exhausted.


    "Get. Out"


    "What are you saying? You take control again and you'll die!"


    "Its better than you attacking my family! I'll find another way like I always have!"


    "You can't do this!"


    "I'm in control here. Go back to the DEPTHS WHERE YOU BELONG!"


    Ichigo's body was quick to stiffen up completely. The other looked like he was screaming in pain as his head was tilted up toward the sky. The sound of something crumbling could be heard, as the mask on the left side of his face seemed to be breaking apart, revealing the tawny side of his face underneath. The white coloration that was spread across his emaciated body started to recede, heading back toward the cougars head. As soon as the white hue of his fur reached the area around his neck, the Shinigami would collapse onto the ground. His eyes were barely open, but if anyone was in the way of seeing them, they would see as his eyes would return to normal. He was unconscious for a couple of seconds before inhaled a lungful of air, coughs raking his body. He felt like sh*t. Even more than he had been before any of this had even started. A low groan would escape the cougars maw as he was trying to figure out where he was. What exactly happened? He only remembered bits and piece of what happened while his Hollow had taken over. Ichigo didn't even know Dimitri was there, but for now everyone was safe, Ichigo's usually tawny color back except for a small portion of his ear that still had white fur. Both of his eyes were back to normal as well.






    Before Aron could even try to gather the mess that was Littlestar in his jaws, cracking came from behind him, and for a moment, he feared that this Dmitri dude had been broken just like the rest of them. Bones snapped, body beaten, when he turned his head, he expected to see a bloody pulp of a man.


    But that wasn't the case.


    Ichigo - Hichigo, whatever the fuck he was, had gone down - defeated. He'd gone stiff, and the pigment returned to his fur, and Aron watched with wide eyes, full of rage, as Ichigo collapsed and began to cough. Aron bit his own lip so hard that that bled too. Was it over? Was he done? He surely wasn't dead, clearly, not, which made the leopard let out a laugh, but there was no humor behind it. This entire thing was fucking hilarious but not in the funny kind of way.


    He wouldn't leave Littlestar's side, but he just had to turn and face the cougar. He'd gone back to normal, for the most part, but Aron couldn't fathom it. He couldn't separate Ichigo and his demon, and he didn't see any reason why he should have. They shared the same voice, the same body, and the same weapons. Aron's entire body throbbed painfully, but the weight on his shoulder seemed to have died down considerably - not that he had noticed.


    His mouth fell open, but no words could come out. He was pissed, so fucking pissed. His muscles were sore and tense, unable to relax, and he realized he'd been holding his breath. He didn't know what for, but when he took in a deep breath, his lungs burned, and something in the back of his head told him to start screaming. What would stop him from throwing a fit? Would someone hold him back if he lunged for Ichigo's throat and just finished him off?


    Would that be stooping to the cougar's own level? Would that be stooping to her level?


    He couldn't move. It hurt to blink, it hurt to breathe, and it hurt to speak. He stayed where he was, tail flicking anxiously. He was shaking in his spot, mouth ajar, still struggling to form something to say with his pounding headache, and bloody nose, dripping onto his chin.


    "Hey," he whispered, and while it was hardly audible, there was no mistaking the anger in his voice.


    "You - you - what the fuck did you just do, huh?" He couldn't raise his voice as loud as he wanted to without it breaking. "Ich - Hichigo, whatever the fuck you are, what the shit did you just fucking do?"




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