RPG

Somewhere inside Hueco Mundo, el geist "broker" agency
a white haired man sleeps in couch obliviosous of his surrounding,dressed in a black fitting uniform That's before a girl woke him up with a painfull looking device
The woman shouts to him to woke up, since there's a job, from this guy, his name didn't sound clearly enough as he still had hang over from the success last night 
 
The man wokes up,his feature now seen, a fragment of a hollow mas inside this eye, he was an arrancar, the girl gave him a stack of paper detailing the mission
with all intel available on her disposal
 
" So basically i had to go here, to this human city, kill as many things whatever they may be and just return here " his voiced sounds light , clearly pleased with the turn of this asignment
 
the women said " Basically yes, but don't underestimate this one, rumour said load of shinigami is going to be in this "
 
the man fell silent and thought  " would the old man be there, i am sure he is pretty old now" 
"okay i would be going now, just keep me updated okay"  the man said, he thought he  have a bad bad feeling about this one, also a good one
 the women replied "just don't do anything stupid Akira"
"the name's Avant now Akira's dead couple hundred years ago" the main said with a smile
 
a black portal begins to open, "so it's tokyo right" as he thought out loud
 
just as he arrived a communication channel is opened
" Akira, there's a couple of tracing indicating that they are a couple of arrancar level hollow, and some massive reisatsu" a women voice can be heard sounding distant 
the man replied " Bah, no need to worry, where's the biggest crowd" as he smiled
the women sigh before giving out her reply " 2000 m onward, and it's moving east, you can reach it in point 12 if you hurry"
 
the man runs off, his strange looking blade is carried, and unsheathed

 A young boy rode pedaled his tricycle as he paralleled the road on the sidewalk. Singing while he rode, his tune was momentarily lost at each passing by of a vehicle. A wood fence stood between him and the nearest group of houses. A cloudless day, with the sun shining down moderately, warmed his skin. He rode on, like he did everyday, dreaming that he was what he hoped to one day be, a great cycling legend. Besides the cars, there was no one in the near vicinity. Shatter! Bits of wood from the fence flew feet into the air, revealing a hole large enough for a car to pass through. The boy stopped, and curious as he was, turned around, and headed back toward it. Getting off of his trike, he crept up to the large hole. "He...hello?" No response. He grabbed one side of the broken fence, and peered over. Nothing, no one to be found.

Thick saliva fell from a giant, hideous mouth. Drenching the boy like a shower, he wiped his eyes, and looked up. Empty air. Looming only inches above him, was a monster, with a mask made of bone, and a large hole through its chest. This was a Hollow, a ghost, a once living person, now doomed to prey upon the souls of the innocent. A behemoth in size, it reached out, and grabbed hold of the small boy, about to devour his soul. The boy screamed, as he was lifted into the air, to what he could only image was telekinesis or the force. Bringing the child's body to its large, gaping, mouth, the Hollow screamed in delight. Crunch!

The Hollow stood, motionless, for seconds, then fell to ground. Falling to the ground, the boy felt another force catch him. Setting him down to the ground, he wondered if it had only been a dream. The ground all around him was cracked, as if a many ton creature passed by. A woman, with long, green hair, set him down. He could feel her touch, but could not see her, and in a moment, she was gone, and he was alone. In her hand, dripping with blood, was the brain stem of the Hollow. Raising her hand up, and giving a slight flick with her wrist, every drop of blood dispersed off of her hand. Holding the brain stem, she spoke, in a voice barely above a whisper, "Disappear with the wind." Withdrawing a zanpukuto from her sheath, she thrust it through the chest of the monster. Already dead, the Hollow's form began to vanish, until it was completely gone, absorbed through the sword that the woman held.

"Get away from the boy!" Came a loud, confident voice from above her. She turned her head up slowly to look. It was a young Shinigami, another kind of ghost, with his zanpukuto drawn, and a fierce look in his eyes. He had it raised high above his head, and delivered a strike downward when the woman vanished, and the boy stood where she had once stood. It was too late, the Shinigami couldn't re-direct his attack, and would slash the innocent boy in half. Slash!

The blade touched the boy's head and split through his somewhat long hair. Only a fraction of an inch away from his skin, the woman held the blade of the sword between her left index and middle finger. "Careless Shinigami." She was an Arrancar, who went by the name of Sayuri. His eyes widened by the display of the seemingly flawless skill. She flicked the sword aside, bent down to one knee, and kissed the boy on the top of the head. "You're safe now, little one." The boy had no idea what was going on, having his hair split, like a reverse mohawk, and feeling atop his head similar to a kiss like his mother gave him.

"Move away from the human so I can skewer you." Looking toward him, she closed smiled, turned and walked away from him. "Get back here! Coward!" He darted towards her, sword drawn, and swiped toward the back of her neck. Such speed, such power, it touched the side of her neck, and... stopped. His Zanpukuto was unable to cut her because her spiritual power, along with a little of her hierro. A strand of her green hair fell to the ground. Still in her calm voice, she said, "This is your last chance, leave now, or die." Unwilling to back down, the careless Shinigami stepped back, drew his sword to the ready, and yelled, "I never back down!" She closed her eyes. "Farewell."

Her index, middle, and ring fingers pressed into the Shinigami's throat. In an instant Sayuri had moved from her location, and had defeated the Shinigami. Pulling his head down to her mouth with her other arm, she whispered in his ear, "You lose." The Shinigami felt true fear, knowing that he was about to die. She released her pressure with her fingers, and turned to walk away. He was speechless, unable to move his body. He realized that she was way over his level. "See you later then." She stopped, and said without looking back. "If we meet again, you'll be my prey." She began to walk again, walking along the sidewalk, invisible to humans. To protect the innocent from demons, it doesn't always take angels.

many hollow corpse were scattered, torn apart , in the middle stands the Avant still standing and holding his blade, many hollows stil converge on him
" how the heck i got the small fries?" he said, the hollow scattered may not be sufficient enough to challenge him, but as far as the classification goes, it already went to menos level, but they are fighting a natural born arrancar, which might as well be suicide, as he rips the hollows without using his zanpakuto he notices a spiritual presence near him
 
it was larger than the hollows, highly better, and as far his eyes is concerned it may be another arrancar
 
he moves quickly behind the figure and make a stab/slashing movement toward the figure, while charging his cero
to his suprise he is blocked, he backs down to get a clear look at the figure, it was a girl a shinigami

he catches the blade with his hand reinforcing it with his hierro
"cmon at least let me introduce myself, shinigami nowadays is just impatient, in my days............. okay fine so it was not so different, still"
 he thought to himself " i thought it was another one of those half half"
"oy, girl, you feels like you know those half and half guys from your side, care to mention where the guy is"
as he said it he swings his arm trying to disarm the shinigami

" you sure, you know those guys that fought like you guys but have a hollow mask" he shouted
the ice in his arm then begin to melt due to his reisatsu
 "hmmm your blade is broken off, are you sure you are going to fight?"
he spins the blade into a more traditional hold, then opens his mouth
 "CERO" thousands of beam of light begins to disperse from his mouth much like a shotgun

" hmm my interest, nothing i just want to see how they are different than us, us meaning if there's more like me" 
 i guess you don't know much do you, let's try another trick
cfatalis appears behind her using his sonido, then swinging his blade with the speed of sonido behind it resulting in a sonic boom and destruction of the surroundings

"shees apparently there's someone else"
he moves in point blank at Kazra , while stabbing some sort of device 
he mutters" negacion, protocol active"
and as both of them seems to be inside a cube sepparate from the rest of the world
and he appears behind her swinging his sword at low angle

"hierro MAXIMA"
as he goes through the ice hail,  with no apparent harm he fires his cero consecutively,rainign beam of destruction on his opponent
he then used his sonido to leave after images like still firing his cero, enabling him to effectively creating a rain of cero in literla sense

he thens swing his blade just stopping at a mere hair breath 
"now what do you know of this masked ones?"
the negacion begins to fade as the battery ran out 
his eyes shining red, his visage begins to luck like an actual hollow instead of  human