~Sangs Power...~
It had officially been a week since Sang spoke his warning to Nikitio. Well, not officially. Nikitio still had about thirty minuets. Who's counting? Certainly not Nikki. He was nervous, sure, but he was also so confused. Karasu seemed to know something that Nikitio didn't, and he hated to be left in the dark. Karasu was supposed to be his partner, his friend. Why wasn't he helping him? Why was he avoiding direct help? Two days ago he had been so cold with Nikitio. He was always cold and blunt, but he seemed to almost be disappointed in Nikki. He sounded like he was yelling at Nikki, like a parent would yell at their child. Karasu also withdrew his power from Nikitio since then. He has entered Karasu's inner world, but he is not there. He can feel his presence, but Karasu is nowhere to be found. In battles he cannot bring out his Shikai, nor Bankai. Nikitio was forced to rely on his sealed state, and his body as a weapon. He was still trying to better himself with a blade though. If Karasu wanted to be stubborn like that, then fine. Nikitio would do this on his own. He wondered when Sang would be ready to fight him. He had seen him once since he last gave his warning. Still though, there was nothing. He even tried to go to find him, but he was not to be found as well.
Nikitio had still not seen a fellow Vizard in a while. He wondered if maybe he. the last Vizard he saw, was just a traveler who happened to be passing by. Nonetheless, he assumed they would meet again. After all, someone of there race was an outcast. Hated by both Hollow and Shinigami. They had nobody else to go to. He would track him down after this business with Sang is over. Hopefully by then Karasu will be willing to allow him to use his power. Unlike most Shinigami, Nikitio never referred to Karasu's power as his power. When you looked past it all, he was just the wielder, but he did not possess the power of Karasu. Karasu held the power of Karasu. Nikitio was well aware that Karasu could withdraw his power at any point, but he never thought that he would. Oh well, he would have to rely on his own power for now. It was a good thing he learned Shunko.
Because of this new discovery of power, he had to be wary of Sang. He knew that sang could use his own Zanpakuto against him, but he wasn't sure to what extent. He also didn't know if Sang could use kido and the such as well. He didn't know what he was going to do. He had to do something though or he would be in big trouble. If the Hollow used Shunko, things would get bad rather quickly. So hopefully they couldn't. He looked around at the town below him. He sighed and wondered what would happen to his body when the fight began. Hell, he wondered what would happen to it if Sang won. No...he couldn't think like that. He had to win. There was no choice. If he lost, there was no hope for plenty of people. He had no choice. He wouldn't hold back in this fight. He would win. He would crush Sang and force him into giving Nikki his powers. There wwa no other answer. There was no other road. It was this, or nothing at all. Nikitio would not settle for nothing.
Just as he decided this, he was pulled into Karasu's Inner World without warning. He sat up and stood when he saw Sang standing on the water of the lake. The lake was odd in that you only went under if you wanted to. Otherwise it was as solid as land. He looked at Sang's solid and still face. He was dressed in silk translucent pants, and an open silk translucent shirt. They were both white, with red endings. His hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail, and his dark eyes were focused on Nikki. His face was impossible to read. Nothing would break him. In his hand he held what Nikitio feared he would. Karasu.
"Die..." He whispered softly before vanishing with great speed. Sang's speed was what made him such a deadly enemy. He appeared in front of Nikki and jabbed the hilt into Nikitio's stomach and kicked him back. Nikitio landed on his back and Sang was in the air. He unsheathed Karasu, and fell down. The tip of the blade was aimed for Nikitio's throat. Quickly, Nikki unsheathed his Zanpakuto. He held the flat side up and blocked the attack.
"You're getting weak Nikitio...there is no way in hell I am serving you.." Nikitio narrowed his eyes at him, and raised the lower half of his body. His legs wrapped around Sang's neck and he jerked him away. His feet let go and Sang was sent flying.
Nikitio rolled backwards and on his feet in a kneeling position. He pushed off the ground with all his might, and charged forward. Using shunpo he reached Sang before he hit the ground. But Sang was not fighting being air born, he was going with it. When Nikitio showed up on his left ready to slice down, Sang spun over, sword out, ready to cut him. Nikitio was forced to jump back. Sang landed under the water unharmed. As Sang lifted out of the water he didn't carry the blade anymore. "I am tired of playing games...we will end this NOW!" He shouted. Three shadows that looked exactly like him walked out from his being. "Kill him!" He shouted and they charged. "Shit..." He jumped back as one of them punched the groundwhere he was just moments ago. Nikitio spun on his left foot and swiped his sword outwards. The head came undone. Another Shadow was already attacking though. He attacked from behind and caught Nikitio off guard. These shadows gave off no reiatsu, so it was near impossible to cover blind sides. They also made no sound, which made things even harder. They were the perfect killers. The perfect spies. What else could Nikitio do? He was kicked in the back and forced forward. Another shadow appeared and kneed him in the chin. He went back up and back. A shadow gripped his arms and another began to throw fast punches.
Nikitio was pummeled. Punches blinded his vision, covered his chest, and knocked the wind out of him. Sang lowered himself to stand next to Nikitio. The punches stopped, and Sang spoke.
"Face it...I am destroying you with your own element...You cannot win..." Sang smiled. That struck a cord within Nikitio. His element? Karasu had said something about that...about Nikitio playing with elements that he wasn't familiar with. Of course! He wasn't talking about his Zanpakuto, himself, he was talking about this. Nikitio smiled as he realized why Karasu had taken his powers back. Nikitio smiled at Sang.
"Who needs a blade when you have a body?..." He grinned and closed his eyes.
"Shunko..." He whispered softly. Sang winced at the words. Like he hadn't expected that word to be spoken. The shadows were blasted away by the powerful release of energy. Sang was too, but he didn't go as far. The land around them lifted as the energy released surrounded Nikitio. It leaped off him in waves. He looked at all the shadows and vanished. The Shunko increased nearly every aspect of his being. They were all decapitated. He then appeared in front of Sang. One punch to his face, a kick to his stomach, and then a overhead smash. Nikitio jumped up and flipped forward. His right leg was extended. Sang was just getting up when Nikitio crashed down on them. For a moment nothing happened but Sang going back down and Nikitio entering a split. Then the impact caught up with the earth, and a large crater was created.
Nikitio looked at Sang as he vanished from sight.
"Don't get cocky..." He said from behind. Nikitio turned around and was stabbed just a few inches from his heart. Nikitio spat up blood as the crimson liquid rushed down his chest. Nikitio shook his head. "For the longest time I doubted my abilities. I feared death. I questioned the value of my existence. I still don't know the value, but I sure as hell don't fear death. I don't fear you. And I don't fear the raven..." Nikitio grinned as he took out Karasu. "Quoth the raven 'Nevermore!' Karasu!" His reiatsu increased and the blade turned into black mist and reformed on his arms as a band and a blade. Sang's eyes opened wide and he drew back.
"Fucker!" He shouted.
"Shadows!" Nikitio smiled as he continued to bleed. His own shadows appeared as did Sang's. They began to fight and it was just Sang and Nikitio.
"You will submit..." He smiled and vanished Sang did too. Their blades clashed. Echoes rang through the air. They were there one moment, and gone the next. They were never in one area for long. It was always some place different. Finally Nikitio had had enough. He needed to end this here and now. He charged Sang and Sang charged back. They were high above the ground. Nikitio drew his arm back, still in Shunko, and charged a kido blast. Sang didn't care. He didn't care about anything. He wanted Nikitio dead. He wanted him alive. He wanted him strong. He wanted him weak. He wanted a fucking answer! Nikitio extended his arm and launched the blast at point blank range.
When everything settled. Nikitio was panting heavily. He dismissed Shunko and looked down. Sang was there on his back. Beaten, bloodied, and exhausted. Nikitio knew what he had to do. He dropped down and stabbed him in the heart. Sang spat up blood.
"Not bad..." He grinned.
"My power is yours...for now." With that Sang faded, and Nikitio returned to the human world. A lot of Karakura Town was destroyed. There were several Shinigami surrounding him. He looked at them all. They looked at him. They raised their swords. He stood his ground. They charged. He swiped his hand across his face. Power rushed through him and the Shinigami died where they stood. He let out a laugh, as he went on a new search.