Shinji vs. Mr. Polk

There he was... Shinji was standing on top of the roof top of the high school... Being a sixteen year old was not fun... The teenager's these days make Shinji look bad just by existing... Then he walked over to the edge of the roof... The young master quincy looked down, he saw the many people walking in and out of the school... The sun was shining brightly, but it was a bit of an annoyance... It was a very hot day... Then he stepped back a bit, then quickly ran and jumped off the roof and was heading down to the ground...

With his black trench coat, white polo with a black tie, cargo pants... The man jumped down and landed safely... Many people started as he landed safely on the ground from around five stories high... Then he put his hands into his jacket's pockets and walked onward... Yawning a bit he was tired and bored so he decided to have a bit of fun... The young vice leader quincy stopped at the side walk then took out a coin shaped disk from his jacket's right pocket then crushed it.... What was it you ask? It was the hollow bait... A large smirk appeared on his face as the hollows gathered around him... Shinji laughed out loud then disappeared from the eyes of the hollows.... He appeared above them, in mid-air... With his bow ready he fired off many arrows, one by one, he shot them at the head....

Disappeared again he then prepared his bow at the blue sky as a black gate opened up a new hollow arrived and was quickly subdued by a reiatsu arrow.. Then preparing another reishi arrow five more arrived... He dispersed his spiritual bow then started yelling" Come on, you little bastards! Come and get me, I don't have any weapons on me, I am vulnerable as hell." the screams of hollows rung in his ears as they quickly ran towards him, as they passed him by he then had his bow already and as they slowly disappeared he said "Psych... Foolish hollows... How boring." he then yawned out of boredom... The young vice leader quincy then folded his arms behind his head and walked..

The school was a peace as the light shine downward. The man who would rule over the entirity of the city would hastley make way to the building with smirk plastered on his face. Only moments left before the annual parade. He began his journey through the motions of waking up. Driving headfast through the area. Lurking his way and keeping pace with the beating of his own foreskin by the whores who sat in the back of his lemo. The whores who's mouths would take in whole his member, before his limo would find its destination. As he recieved the oral delights his hand keep on the glass of his fresh wine. He drunk down and swirled it in his own mouth. To taste it in it's age. It made him more excited then the warmths that where doing their jobs. He came, and so did the sluts. He kicked them out. Yawning at it all. He spared their lives. So they had nothing to complain about. His limo, made its way. to the front of the school. Where the Quincys back had been facing. Mr. Polk placed his hand on the handle.

He exited the vehicle. With a grin on his face so large. He began to undo his suite. The over-jacket being tossed back. He walked forward. Speaking. Calling out to the boy. He knew the boy would respond. He had no choice. The gun being slide away. Tossed to the ground as the driver left the car to hurry and grab the suite. Panting and Ignored. Four yards. That was the distance from the Bount to the young lad who weild the bow. He snapped his fingers, as huge black-suited men came from the two SUV's that he had currently tailing him. They tossed a bat at the man. The man caught it. He waved the bat around. Laughing. Mr. Polk was a slugger alright. His eyes showed it. That jewish star which now burned into his cornea. "So, Why are you here bitch." He said calmly to the boy. Making no effort to move just yet.