Sixx makes his reapearance (Shikyo Only)

[Sixx]

Sixx stood atop an abandoned wear house in the middle of the town he called home. He was quickly getting tired of the human world, but where else did he have to go from here. He would be killed on the spot if he entered the soul society. Well an attempt would be made on his life. He was hardly about to be accepted into the realm of hollows, as he was one of their most formidable enemies. The quincy, well he had always harbored a slight detest for their way of the warrior. He was all in all an open minded guy, but the quincy just hit a nerve with him. So did the Bount, even more so than the quincy did. He smirked as he thought of the plans he had for those two groups. It would be a lasting while before those plans were put into effect of course, but when they were, they would hardly enjoy what lay in wait.

As felt the cool rush of wind on his face, Sixx remembered the short yet many events that had led him here. It had been a long and tough journey, though compared to many other soldiers of the spiritual realm, he was still just a youngling, especially considering his power level, which was at least a hundred years beyond him. He tightened his grip on the hilt of his Zanpakuto. It was a memoir he had never let go of, something he had a deep rooted connection with, and the ultimate key to his successes. With out it, he would have failed long ago. He was truly grateful to be in possession of such a priceless object. He would die before he would ever part with it. And even then, he hoped it would remain at his side.

That day could very well be this way, though he really didnt plan on it. It was always a possibility though. Sixx new there was an ex shinigami in the vicinity, just like himself in a way. Sixx was a Vizard, he understood that this man, known as Shikyo, was not. Just because Sixx was no longer one with the title of soul reaper, did not mean he did not have men on the inside, feeding him information. It was a very valuable tool, something most people forgot, or overlooked, and very rarely suspected.

Sixx knew there was only one way to draw this man out, short of storming in on his living quarters, which was just plain rude. He tapped into the power of his mask, though he did not activate it. He had no need for its powers, only to make its presence known. He let the restu of the Mask flare for only an instant. Being that he was a soul reaper, Shinkyo would surely think that a Hollow was in this area, and was sure to begin the investigation here. It was a simple trap, and really it wasnt a trap. He just wanted to lure him here and see what path this man was following in life. With any luck, Sixx would find himself a powerful ally. If not, he was risking his life.

[Nokutisu Shikyo]

**In the far off distance**
It was just recently that he had venture off into Huecho Mendo for his recent experiment regarding Garganta's. He was curious as to how a hollow is able to break through the realm of humans, the soul society and their own realm was an interesting case for Nokutisu to try and solve on his own time, and work part-time at Urahara shop and work as a physical trainer. Follow that by his rigorous training and living a "human" life, Nokutisu was quite busy and this experiment would be considered a break. Nokutisu Shikyo, ex-2nd Division captain of the Gotei 13 but was also known for many names "The Water Assassin", "The God of Shunpo", "Illusion King", "The Shinigami who could kill any being with just his hands" but his favorite that he gave upon himself was "The guy who just likes to work too hard and has too much time on his hand". A longated title but thats the one he tells people when they first met him. These were his titles that he still holds today. In his days, he was feared by all who heard about his name. Shinigami would respect and fear him and hollows would turn away when this man appeared. He was a legend as he build the 2nd division as it was today. He had train many of his students in the ways of bushido and the assassin. Some of his students became captains after he left, which made Nokutisu proud to teach them. As he was walking down the street, he felt a cool breeze come past him. He took a deep breath tasting the air. The cool smell of a fresh breeze always made Nokutisu's day better as he walk towards his apartment. He had to go home and clean up, it was quite a mess for.....

Nokutisu's eyes shifted over the right side as he was looking west towards a direction that had both essence of darkness and evil. Nokutisu turns to that direction and tries to feel more of a spirtual pressure. He was getting an odd feeling, a simular feeling that he has felt before during his lifetime. Nothing was new about this power and what level it was standing on. A hollow, an arrancar? No, its still has the same essence as a Shinigami captain. A vizard perhaps? What in the world could it be? *sigh* regardless, I should head over there and investigate, otherwise we'll be having the 13th division come up onto earth and I dont wanna deal with Gotei 13 business. His shinigami form pulls away from his human body. In a rush, he grabs a hold of his zanpaktou and disappears towards that direction. His assassin uniform simular to a ninja of the 2nd squad, minus the head garb, was the top of the class uniform that he created for his own purposes. It was quite unique in its away and it will probably be useful if he were to engage in battle

In less than a second after Nokutisu sense the spirutal energy and analyze the situation, he appeared at the warehouse. It appeared empty at first but to Nokutisu, he knew that there was someone here. Nokutisu scans around, he looks around to see that this was a warehouse district that people rarely use. The only thing that was visible of life here was the graffiti on some of the warehouses. So in such, this place was completely abandon. Nokutisu knew that he was looking at the wrong spot, he looks up at the rooftops and see's a man, holding onto a zanpaktou, wearing a mask...a hollow mask. Nokutisu knew that this was definitely a vizard. The man that standing on the rooftop was not the first vizard that he has met over his lifetime. But what made Nokutisu curious was what was this man up to? Did he summon Nokutisu out for a purpose, did he want to engage in battle of him? Many questions came about from his mind but nevertheless, this vizard wanted to talk. Nokutisu instantly disappeared only to reappear twenty meters away from the vizard.

Nokutisu kept a cool demeanor on his facial expression. He made sure that the situation would not get out of hand, even if this was suppose to be a battle, he would make sure that it would be under control. He folded his arms, away from his zanpaktou. Rihatsu, his zanpaktou, kept a look out for her perspective and made sure that the vizard would not do anything out of the ordinary. He did not know who this man was at first, probable cause was his mask hiding his appearance. Nokutisu then says

"Im hope you didnt call me to do battle, that would be most troublesome if you do"

Nokutisu speech was intensely cool, his grammar was somewhat old school but had a new school jive to it. He did not know if this vizard was an old vizard or the new generation vizards that he has seen many times before.

[Sixx]

Sixx loosened his grip on the hilt of his sheathed sword. He let his hand fall loosely to the corresponding side of his body, for it was quite clear that this man did not have violent intentions against him. Not yet at any rate. That was a relief, seeing as he would not have his hollow powers to help him for quite some time now as he had already disabled the mask and returned to normal. Facing a shinigami without this power was not something to be overly concerned about, but it was always a reassuring factor for him or any vizard. Usually a vizard could match a normal shinigami with out the use of their mask, and was capable of utterly decimating them when they did decide to use it. However, this was no normal shinigami that stood before him. It was, with out a doubt, a previous captain, just as he had been. And not just any captain, it was the captain of the second division. Sixx had smirked when he heard the name Shikyo. It was a fairly common name amongst the ranks of the Shinigami, when compared to the diversity of names through out. Now he realized that it was in fact the Shikyo. The one of many names. Sixx was pleased, more so that it did not seem as though he would be forced to fight.

The God of Shunpo, he said with a hint of satisfaction in his voice. Of all the Shinigami that could have come my way, you were surely the last I had expected. I am sure I do not have to tell you who I am. Like Shikyo, Sixx too had many names. He was called by some the scholar warrior, by others, The Thorn, but to most he was Sixx. This being a combination of the division he had once led and the prefix "ex-" seeing as he had left them. It had been shortened to a single letter and placed at the end, the opposite of a prefix, or suffix if you wanted the correct term. It was a powerful name that almost everyone knew in almost any rank. The higher ups had called him "The Thorn," because they knew that he had it in his mind to deliver as much hell to them as possible, especially when it came to the Soul Society. He still felt a shred of animosity towards the wrong doings that had befallen him at their whim. He still could not believe that he had been fooled so easily.

Now he stood face to face with one of the few men he would ever classify as an equal or more. Sixx had a certain amount of respect for his fellow ex-captain, and a slight tinge of fear for his powers. It was known by all that by facing this man, your life was more than on the line, it was teetering on the edge, and you would be just barely holding on with your finger tips. His reputation was also more widely known than Sixx's, which really did not bother him at all. It was better to keep to the shadows and remain hidden from as many of your enemies as possible.

[Nokutisu Shikyo]

The voice, Nokutisu remembered a voice like that. Even though it had the hollow overtone over his real voice, it somewhat had a laidback but at the same time serious tone. Nokutisu tries to transfer his thoughts back to the time he heard that voice before I've heard that voice before, but from where? Their was one person that he could remember back when he was a captain

*several hundred years back*
Wearing the haori of the second division captain, Nokutisu Shikyo, last, or presumingly, of the Shikyo clan, stood at where all of the captains were to meet at with the General. He looks around, standing with his arms folded as he glances at the captains. There was one captain in particular their that stood out. He was from the sixth division. Most of the captains there had a very young apperance, whether they are 200 to 500, they usually have a younger appearance than most. But this captain had a very older appearance than usually. Nokutisu had to be second oldest captain, next to Yamamoto, but this man looked as though he was older than him. A rugged goatee, a little aged in the face while spouting out wisdom from parts of his white hair. It intrigued Nokutisu for a moment but then the meeting was about to comence.

*to the present*
Nokutisu than looked at him and a surprise look came upon him. How....I thought that......has it been that long since I've left the Gotei 13? No way..... Nokutisu than open his mouth "Sixx.....is that....really you?"

[Sixx]

OOC: FYI, I said in my last post that i had already disabled the mask.

IC: Sixx drew his sword swiftly, ruffling his clothes slightly. The unsheathing of the Zanpakuto gave him a different air, a much more dangerous one. While it was in his hand, his aura seemed to take on a much more lethal and cryptic overtone. The whites of his eyes flashed black for a mere second, and the pupil glinted as the moon light reflected off his midnight blade. Most normally, this would be the sign that Sixx was about to get serious, and the opponent, was about to experience a battle of a different level. This time, however, he had no ill will in his heart. Instead, he twirled his wrist and the blade pointed down toward the roof below his feet. His elbow moved upward to accommodate the new position. He made a downward motion and jabbed the blade directly into the wood planks, sending a small shower of splinters in every direction, nothing dangerous of course. Sixx sat down, his knees bent. He laid one arm across the top of his knee, and put the other one beside him, resting his palm on the roof.

Perceptive as ever Shikyo, then again, my appearance has not changed, so dont let it get to your head. Sixx couldnt supress a slight grin. You've been here for quite a while according to my resources. Tell me, what brings you to the human world?

Sixx was very intrigued to know why one of the highest ranking captains in Shinigami history had defected and taken refuge in the human world just as he had. He wondered if their situations were similar, or if it had merely been a whim. Most important of all though, he was anxious to see if there was the potential of an allegiance here. As defects, they shared a common enemy in the soul society. That order did not take kindly when one of their own ranks left to meet their own ends, granted, Sixx could completely justify his change of heart. If any one needed to answer questions, it was them. He hoped, sadly enough, that Shikyo too had been betrayed by the organization they had once both served so diligently. What he dreaded, was the potential that Shikyo had be been deployed as a set up to get rid of "The Thorn," as the society liked to call him.

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