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| Basic Information• Name: Desmond Doyle. - - - - - - The Assassin of the Espada. • Real Age: 624 • Appeared Age: 19 • Gender: Male • Rank: Espada • Number: 4 • Aspect of Death: Intoxication • Hollow Hole: Middle of the neck. • Mask Fragment: Lies across the bridge of his nose and coveres both of his ears and extinding connection across the back of his head • Number Tattoo: Front side of his left lower arm Appearance: Same as below other than white rather than dark blue clothing.  Personal InformationLikes/Dislikes: Likes: Himself, Watching people. Poisons and testing them on people.
Dislikes: Idiots, Loud or obnoxious people. People who go against their fate. Anyone who things they are stronger than him.
Strength/Weaknesses:Strength: Observer: He is extremely perceptive of any situation around him, allowing him to see even the slightest of details and use them to his advantage. When combined with his intelligence it allows him to create vast strategies allowing him to stay steps ahead of his opponents even if they do not know it.
Hakuda Master: He is highly proficient in hand-to-hand combat, which he had been training in ever since he could remember that he hand hands.
Great Spiritual Power: As a Espada he boasts a great amount of spiritual energy.
Master Assassin: As part of 'Arrancar Stealth Unit', he is one of the foremost masters in the art of assassination among the Arrancar and Espada. He is known to be skillful in staying hidden, moving silently even able to hide his Reiatsu presence allowing him to sneak up on even the most battle hardened targets. Due to his own abilities he has developed a resistance to nearly every poison there is.
Enhanced Strength: He is strong enough to take on bigger opponents despite his smaller stature. Easily overcoming those four times his size. Though it is far from being anything to write home about when compared to some other espada.
Enhanced Durability: As a arrancar his skin is normally very durable, though it goes beyond that. He is able to fight on the same level as others even after sustaining massive amounts of damage to his body.
Sonído Master: Is highly proficient in Sonído. He actively uses his mastery of Sonído techniques and is highly proficient in evasion in close quarters as well as from a distance. Thus making hitting himalmost impossible if not for the most advanced combatant. His movements are noticeably so fast that few would be likely to see an attack take place and has been said to be the most advanced among the Espada. He is even capable of leaving tangible after-images behind, as well as normal afterimages.
Weakness: Overconfidence: Doyle has the notion that nothing is above his power, that nothing is able to beat it... beat him. Which can easily lead him to do stupid things.
Opinionated: He tends to speak his mind no matter what it is or who it is against.
Observer Nature: Doyle tends to rather stay on the edges of battle and watch rather than actually fight. Making himself not as battle hungry as other Espada.
Swordsmenship: Despite being a Espada he is not as proficient in using a blade as he could be, rather he preferes using his Aguja Needles to fight.
Personality: Greedy, Self-Centered, Self Serving, Self Absorbed, Power Hungry, a unknown factor in a changing world. The Assassin of the Espada. Just a few of the many things that have described him. Doyle tends to be considered as a very strange and mysterious hollow, since his constant use of sarcasm and mocking politeness, make it very difficult to discern his thoughts. Many find his demeanor rather unsettling and there are very few who were willing to trust him even among the Espada though there is without a doubt that he does play along. Doyle seems to be fully aware of the effect he has on others and more than once has been seen toying with people's emotional states for his own amusement making it a near hobby of his. He also toys with peoples bodies as he pleases with his own poisons, seeing what kinds of effects they have on their minds and bodies usually rendering them dead. Usually forcing him to keep a number of weak test subjects Doyle is foremost loyal, firm, and unbending in his beliefs. He will not hesitate in the slightest to strike down even his own subordinates if they stand in his way. He is a person of incredible resolve, not hesitating to do whatever it takes to complete a mission and defeat his enemy. Very rarely will he show signs of desperation or real emotion on the battlefield. He has no quarrel or objection to faking injuries or pretending to be weak in a fight in order to accomplish his goal. As long as the objective is completed it doesn't matter what happened in between, all that matters is results. Sexual Orientation: Straight Relationship Status: Single and not looking. Resurrecion InformationName: Aguja - Needle Represent: Snake Family: Poison Looks: Aguja sealed state takes form of a single blade assuming the form of a narrow, thin longsword. The blade itself appears to be very light and nimble making it almost a extension of the users arm rather than just a weapon. In the released state Aguja creates scales on the users body, and also has a tail that has a pointed tip which he normally keeps hidden under his clothing. On each finger is a needle like finger which each is capable of extending and retracting at nearly instant speeds at a decent length of 100m making it if not the fastest ability among both arrancar and shinigami, he is able to make these even in the sealed state. Which these needles are as strong as any blade and are capable of piercing even the most hardened defenses and can cut like any blade. Though as said its most dangerous physical trait is its piercing abilities. Aguja is able to produce various poisons from the blade, tail and the needles. Techniques- Arrancar Abilities:
Name: Garganta - (Throat)
State: Both
Description: Garganta is how Arrancar move to and from Hueco Mundo. It literally tears open the dimensional fabric separating the worlds, revealing a tunnel of whirling, torrential energy that must be focused and solidified to create a discernible pathway
Name: Hierro - (Iron)
State: Both
Description: Hierro refers to the hardened skin of the Arrancar, which is a result of their compressed spiritual power. While their skin is strong enough to block even released Zanpakutō bare-handed, it is by no means impenetrable. Stronger Arrancar have proportionally stronger skin.
Name: Pesquisa - (Inquiry)
State: Both
Description: Pesquisa is the Arrancar equivalent of the Shinigami ability to sense Spiritual Pressure. It functions similar to a sonar. Using Pesquisa requires most Espada to enter a meditative state.
Name: Sonído - (Sound)
State: Both
Description: Sonido is the Arrancar equivalent of the Shinigami Flash Steps and the Quincy Hirenkyaku; it allows the user to travel at incredibly high speeds for short distances. Use of Sonído is punctuated by a brief static sound, in contrast to the "swish" sound used for Flash Steps.
Name: Bala - (Bullet)
State: Both
Description: Bala is an Arrancar alternative to Cero. The technique hardens the user's Spiritual Pressure and fires it like a bullet. Although it is weaker than a normal Cero, it moves about twenty times faster and can be fired at a much higher rate, but the damage is much the same. Stronger Arrancar can also fire a more powerful Bala, while retaining its twenty-fold speed.
Name: Cero - (Zero)
State: Both
Description: Cero is a high-powered energy blasts that can be fired from various body parts, such as mouth, tongue, hand or fingers.
Name: Gran Rey Cero - (Grand King Zero)
State: Both
Description: GRC is a much stronger Cero. To perform this potent variation of the Cero, the Arrancar first draws blood from the Cero-generating appendage using his or her Zanpakutō, then charges the Cero while mixing the blood with it. The result is a Cero with a much greater attack power and speed, as well as a change of color unique to the Espada.
- User Specific Abilities:
Name: Poison
State: Both
Type: Passive
Description: Aguja's true abilities lie in its ability to make poisons, which any version he makes he can change its chemical composition slightly making any possibility of a antidote (aside from Doyle) or anti-bodies being produced impossible.
Bullet Ant Poison: The most well known is a type of poison that causes excruciating pain in the affected area. It is described as causing "waves of burning, throbbing, all-consuming pain that continues unabated for up to 24 hours", is is by far the most painful thing someone can experience. Making it hard to think, delusion's in high dosages, or even move the effected areas. Though the most painful effects happen within the first few seconds wile dialing down over time.
Black Night Poison: Another type of poison causes paralysis in the effected area, which the pain receptors and nerve endings are unaffected by the weapon, so the victim can still feel pain, even in a paralyzed limb. The poison itself also causes the affected limbs to twitch, which can be annoying and a hindrance to the affected. Though the poison itself spreads only a small distance from the injection point, making it necessary for many injections to fully paralyze targets or even limbs.
Chimera Poison: This one rather will just begin to break down the affects body from the inside out. Slowly degenerating their organs and muscles wile making them suffer excruciating pain. Which if left untreated can easily kill a person.
Name: Enhanced Agility
State: Both
Type: Passive
Description: Constant training has improved his speed and reaction timing, allowing him easily dodge and evade opponents attacks better than most other espada.
Name: Enhanced Pesquisa
State: Both
Type: Passive
Description: Normally Pesquisa requires the espada to enter a meditative state to use though Doyle is able to use this outside of one. Making it a constant sonar like ability allowing him fight, follow, and attack opponents though the Pesquisa alone. Erasing the need for any other sense. He is also able to easily sense a persons Reiatsu levels though this.
Name: Flash Cero
State: Both
Type: Activated
Description: Doyle's own cero creation, rather than making a damaging cero this focuses on making a bright and loud cero. This is able to create a wide range flash blinding and deafening anyone in the area that sees or it, even Doyle.
Name: Arc Cero
State: Both
Type: Activated
Description: Doyle is capable of creating a cero that fires in a 360* radius around the focal point, which he can use after he pierces a target with one of his needles. Which firing inside of a body can cause enormous amounts of internal damage to the unfortunate victim.
Name: Shed
State: Both
Type: Activated
Description: As a 'snake' Doyle is capable of shedding his skin, which allows him to regenerate any damage done to his body. Though doing so consumes enormous amounts of Reiatsu. Saying that he can use this ability once every 3 days, if he did use it more than once it would severely tax his body.
History and RP SampleHistory: - Spoiler:
Much of his life as a human is truly unknown or lost in the pages of time, or it may be that he never really cared much to even want or need to remember. If asked the only that that would be said of his human life is that he was merely a empty shell of a human that destroyed everything in his path merely because he was told to. Which would probably mean that he was a soldier or a warrior of sorts in life. In reality Doyle in his human life was a Sword for Hire, and he was one of the best at it, though he was also possibly the most feared of any Mercenary of his Time. For during his life as a human he would take on any job that was presented to him from simple bodyguard work to the murder of entire families and he would never fail his duty. Though lets turn over the hourglass and explore deeper into this mans unknown past.
Birth... Such a useless thing, bring in one worthless shell to replace another.
Doyle was born as a human into the feudal Japan era to a German couple where the world around him was one of constant war and strife to the point it was a very burden to live one day to another. His parents like many others abandoned their children at birth for they could not afford to carry such a burden around with them. Though none the less it did not chance the simple fact that he was born into a void in which to survive you could not hesitate to do what is necessary to survive. As a young child himself like many other childred would only be refered to as street rats for he was not the only one, in all there were possibly over 50 of homeless childred running though the streets of the village in which he lived in. With nothing but the rags on his back he survivded day after day stealing what he needed in order to live, for what other way was there for a mere child to survive? Though he was not only just fighting the adults in order to survive for there were 50 other children that were doing the same thing and not all susceeded in gaining food to survive that day and he would also have to fight the other children in order to eat that day. All around him there was the constant knowlege that there was a war going on around them so in order to hit two birds with one stone the feudal lord who ruled the castle that lomed over thier town decided to take all the homeless children of the town and enlist them to become his samurai when they became older. Sending out 20 samurai in the town the lord gathered every homeless child in the night and threw them all into a small building on the edge of the Feudal grounds near the barracks.
Even if your taken in by your oppressiors... it only becomes worse.
Much of the following years were much of the same as his life on the streets, only that now he was forced to do one thing or another by a man with a sword. It was either obey or die now, and if you didn’t obey they would cut you down in front of the other children. It disturbed many of the kids for life but for some reason or anther it did not disturb Doyle who was already emotionally numb and his oppressors saw the potential in him. For years he was taught the way of the Samurai, the sense of Duty and the way of the Sword...the way of the samurai. He was taught that he was a mere blade to be sacrificed for the greater good of the lord he served under, taught to never ask why they are fighting this or that army or man, his only duty was to wield the blade as the lord saw fit. Eventually he became what his oppressors wanted, the samurai they dreamed of... the Perfect Soldier. Though eventually one stage of life will end and another will begin and in all Doyle was not a samurai for a lord for very long for soon after that he was named a samurai the Feudal Lord who ruled over him was killed by a assassin and he took that as a sign that he should leave the castle and into the world. With the only thing that he knew how to do being the way of the sword he became a Sword for hire, taking on any job that he saw or offered and soon enough he grew a dark reputation around him. Seen by all as a monster for he would do any job without question as long as he was pay’d, he was willing to take the jobs even the seasoned veteran samurai would not take. Though eventually his life changed one day when he was sitting on a bench near a river when a out of no where a little girl appeared in front of him with a strange look on her face, she began questioning him one after another on what was this and what was that, why did he do this or that. He answered every single one of her questions until she actually ran out of them and the only thing he could say when the little girl left was "Strange Girl."
What you think is insignificant one second turns out that is the turning point in your life.
He took up another job, this one was a payback front one Feudal lord to anther for one reason or anther, he heard it was something to do with one of the lords children dieing for some reason that it was the other lords fault. Going to the designated spot he stood over the bed of the child and pulled out his blade holding it over the Childs bed and neck when suddenly the child awoke. For the first time he felt something when he saw the childs face, it was the same girl he was talking to earlier that day and for the first time in his life he hesitated in bring down his blade on someone. Though his hesitation ended up being his own downfall for the way that he snuck in was soon discovered and it was know that there was now a assassin in the lords daughters room, he brought down his blade on the child and the deed was done. Though instead of leaving he stood in that stance staring at the blood covered blade and 2 swords pierced his chest. Behind him the lords guards attacking him, with two blades in his chest he still easily stuck down the two guards. Though what he was feeling was not remorse rather for some reason he was feeling frustration and anger, it was not why did someone else want to kill the child but rather it was why did he hesitate when killing the child, normally they scream, they always scream... why didn't she scream? "Why?" He said in his dyeing breath.
"I remembered a old Proverb... Death... Is just the Beginning... and they were right."
Even though he was dead he was still...there, not understand exact ally what was going on though eventually figuring out that he was a spirit. Next to him to his surprise was the spirit of the girl that he had just killed in cold blood, though still she had no sign of anger on her face rather still had that same childish smile on her face. The spirit of the girl said the one thing that would send himself down the path of the hollow, though not from anger or questioning... but rather for the search for answers. "I forgive you for all your sins Mr. Samurai." Some speculate that if a Shinigami did the burial on him at that time he would not of been sent to hell for that act that the child did as a spirit, though that would never happen to him. Rather he was filled with nothing but annoyance, for one reason or another every thought he had felt like nails scraping across chalk boards. It disturbed him down to the very core and without himself even knowing it he was slowly being embraced into darkness. He could never escape the noises, always clawing on his ears and mind, and slowly and slowly he embraced the darkness inside of him, and his long Chain of Fate was destroyed in a mere month rather than a year and his transcendence into a Hollow was now complete.
Things became somewhat easier... The questions stopped completely now and my hunger, was now all I felt.
Something was truly different now, he could feel his spiritual body changing...morphing into something different. His body became to expand in places and a white mask appeared on his face and he was finally free, and very hungry He was now a hollow, and now like any other he was driven by the eternal and insatiable hunger to devour other souls, living or dead. Like any other hollow his obsession in life became his obsession in death, he became entranced in devouring the spirit of the girl that turned his life around. Even he didn’t know how many souls that he had devoured, for he merely just devoured every one that he could.
Time... Meant nothing now, i had all the time in the world now.
Months later he discovered the soul of the girl that changed his human life though at the moment that he attempted to devour him two men in a black robe holding a sword appeared in front of him. "What the Hell? I’ve never felt a hollow like this before." said one of them "Don’t let your guard down, this one feels different than any hollow I’ve seen, i don't like this feeling. If so its our duty to destroy it and free it of its burden before it has the chance to evolve." Though when they were going to attack the spirit of the little girl said one line "Please don’t hurt Mr. Samurai." the little girl which the two shinigami figured that the spirit of the little girl was the hollows obsession to devour and that they knew each other in life. One of the Shinigami quickly did the soul burial on the spirit of the little girl where to the Shinigami's surprise the Hollow did not attack rather it merely stayed there watching the two out of curiosity. Though within moments one of the shinigami was already killed by the Hollow, the other shinigami was full of anger and hatred at the hollow for he was right, it was special among the hollow. "Give up Samurai... Its pointless to fight me." the hollow said in a slow deep voice. "I don’t care if its pointless... Ill defeat your none the less!" the shinigami said. "Pointless." the hollow entity said as it quickly devoured the second shinigami. Now that the spirit of the little girl was gone the one thing he felt he had to devour was now gone, but now he knew that there was something else out there that was far stronger than anything he had eaten before...Shinigami.
For some reason... i felt like i was at home here in this lifeless desert. So i embraced it all."
The hollow created a rip in the fabric of space and finally came to Hueco Mundo and all around him was the one thing that he sought... Hollows upon more hollows everywhere, and he fed... and fed. Though like the shinigami said... he was special even among the hollows. He was like any other hollow in hueco mundo, and he was slowly drawn towards hundreds of others. Eventually something happened and all of the hollows in the area began fusing with each other. Forming a giant black mass and the same thing started over and over again. Nothing but eating and eating, though unlike the things the mass was eating who all had the same masks. The menos that Doyle was absorbed into had his own mask on it. Eventually the black morphing mass took on the form of something snake or lizard like, having a Tail and strange skin with claws.
I was told that a Adjuchas needed to merely take a bite of another in order to excel his evolution... Then how many do I have to eat to kill you all?
Doyle speculated that he took upon a different form of evolution than any hollow before him, skipping or maybe making a new step. Taking on a form similar to those around him merely because it was more convenient or maybe he was the same as any other hollow... or possibly a true hollow with he others around him being imperfect? It was all up to speculation and personal perspective. Unlike other hollows who were on a quest for Power and strength, his own was a quest for understanding. For in his cold demeanor he lacked the empathy that other hollows possessed and he couldn’t truly understand them no matter how hard he tried. He not ate that’s to simple way to state it... he devoured every adjuchas that stood before him taking any hollow before him and brought them to his empty shell of nothingness. One Thousand.... Two Thousand... Three Thousand... Four... Five... Six... Seven... eventually the numbers began to burr in his head for every one of the hollows he met was all the same, just a copy after copy for in all they were all just the same boring Trash. Not one of them was worth watching or worthy of their pathetic worthless lives. Eight... Was this really all that there was to this life, just one fight.. just taking one shell into myself after another. to say then I’m utterly bored. Nine... I do it merely to pass the time now, the though of there being any hollow of my level that is any different than the rest is idiotic, if there is nothing left for my duty to serve then is there really any point for me to even be here?.
Ten...
Something... Different happened this time normally he felt nothing when he devoured a adjuchas though this time rather he could feel his shell cracking and breaking as the void inside of him grew. Adjuchas and other hollows all around could feel a giant mass of reiatsu forming larger than anything anyone had seen before and just as it was formed it disappeared as fast as it appeared the very sky darkened as purple colored fog fell down upon the surrounding area. He look down at his hand and body and saw that he was more humanoid than he ever was, he even had a face now. His shell was different that it was before, though it was stronger inside of what it was before... It looks like the Counting starts over...
One...
Power... that was all that mattered now... and everyone wanted mine.
He soon learned that the name of what he had become... Vastro Lorde... Though he never cared much for names they were normally useless to learn for he just ate everything that came his way, but nothing tasted the same anymore. No matter how many adjuchas he ate not a single one felt like it did back when he was one of them. Most of them couldn't even stand anywhere near him before being destroyed under the weight of his Reiatsu. It was pathetic how weak they were. It didn't take long before his signature drew upon another vastro lorde who sought to take his own power for his own, it seemed that being a vastro lorde was still the same as beign a adjuchas... Eat everything you see... Though the other vastro lorde never expected him to have that level of power. It took even less time before something other than a vastro lorde took notice of him. A man calling himself Aizen who in turn for following him he would give him a even greater power that what he had. Saying that he had use for his unique abilities. He agreed and followed the man to Las Noches.
I was brought into the light of the Citadel though i cloaked myself in darkness.
After removing his mask he created what Aizen asked of him... a group of arrancar's whos abilities were suited for quietly disposing of targets and finding things. And so he created the Cautela other wise known as the Arrancar Stealth Force. Not a single member of the Cautela would ever be given a seat as a Espada for there was no point of having assassins if everyone knew of them. So over time he followed his orders and took out his targets as he was told though he always strive'd for more than that. Though everything changed when Aizen was defeated by Soul Society and some human. When he did he took the opportunity to take the place of one of the espada's branding himself as the number 4.
RP Sample: - Spoiler:
- Quote :
- The tip of the tail swept through the sands back and forth... back and forth creating some sort of strange design in the sands. The tail belonged to a humanoid looking figure that was sitting on a rock somewhere within the vast endless deserts of Hueco Mundo. Somewhere there were 3 Adjuchas hiding behind a mound of sand only thier heads peaking over the side of it staring at the small hollow. "You must be some kind of idiot Krek! Your saying that small speck over there is a Adjuchas? I dont sense anything from it, your senses are fried again for that thing isnt even worth our time." Said the largest bear like hollow, the other two were quite smaller and obviously the weaker two of thier small little group, one of them looked like a snake and the other looked similiar to a Wolf.
"Im telling you that small fry is a Adjuchas and i would be talking for my senses are better than your crappy ones, im telling you that thing is a adjuchas." said the wolf like hollow. "Besides if its small fry then it should be easy enough to eat." it said as the Bear hollow growled angrly at the wolf and said something like fine. The Snake like hollow dissapeared into the sands, the other Two hollows jumped into the air and landed near the small humanoid hollow who didnt even take notice of them.
"I would give up now Small fry! Give up now and we will only eat a little piece of you, mabey we will even take it off of the sholder if your nice Heheheheh." said the bear like hollow as it growled at the humanoid hollow bearing its teeth at him. The wolf like hollow circling around the stone that the humanoid hollow was sitting on. It still didnt take any notice of the two and continued to sweep its tail in the sand making his drawing. "You Ungrateful Createn!! You dare ignore the great Borgis! Im the closest thing you will ever see to a Vastro Lorde!" he said angrly at the small hollow stomping on the drawing that it was making. The small hollow stoped and turned its eyes to meet the bear hollow Borgis's eyes and immediatly Borgis was taken in by a immence fear and was speachless, his puiples growing larger as the fear rushed though his body for the moment that it looked into the hollows green eyes it could immediatly feel its spiritual pressure.
"PREPARE TO DIE SMALL FRY!" said the wolf like hollow jumping at the small humanoid hollow, at the same time the snake like hollow sprung up from the sand next to the rock and wrapped around the small hollow to still wasnt moving, or mearly wasnt bothering to. The bear like hollow was trying to say something though couldnt, saying quietly "Stop... dont... Run wile you can." though the others couldnt hear him. In a instant the small hollows tail pierced though the snake like hollows body as it was wrapping around him and pierced the skull of the wolf like hollow though the mouth before it could even scream in pain. In a second instant the small hollows tail sliced the snake like hollows head in half, the body fell lifelessly on the rock as both of their bodies disinigrated into the night. The hollow stood up, the crescent moon behind him and turned his gaze to the bear like hollow.
"Be quiet already you annoying little shit... good you finally shut up, Well ill show you something that is mutch more interesting than a Near Vastro Lorde. In your Final moment fear, cower in your own worthlessness, speak not, and ride your presence from these sands." The air around them darkned as a shadow covered the large bear Adjuchas body as it was paralized in fear as it saw the last bit of light. Before it was devoured it let out a terrible shreak of fear the echoed across the desert and faded into sands. The small hollow stood where the big Bear hollow was, which now was gone. "I told you to not speak you damm hollow, how very... annoying you were." it said as it walked off into the desert, green blood dripping from its mouth.
FIGHT SAMPLE // - Quote :
- Bodies littered the desert floor, one after another of hollows ether near death or already dead. Though in the giant scene of carnage only one hollow was standing, though he looked more like a human than a hollow. The humanoid put his foot on a hollows mask, adjuchas class "Please dont, i just want to be left alone." said the adjuchas before his mask was crushed under the humanoids foot.
"Seriously shut up already... nothing else to say?... Good." said the humanoid in a annoyed tone. The humanoid turned his head towards one of the sand dunes that littered the land scape and started walking towards it. "Just come out already, theres none of your little pests around to annoy me anymore so just come out of there already so we can get this over with." he said annoyed, though it didn't really seem like he was talking to anything. Though the moment that he said that a explosion appeared in front of him sending sand all around in a sand stone. The storm hit the humanoid hollow though it didn't phase him. When the sand cleared form the air in the center of where the explosion was another humanoid hollow stood there though this one much different than the other. This one was far more muscular and bulkier. "Lets get this over with former Cuatro Espada Guardo Marco."
"Former?... WHAT DO YOU MEAN FORMER! I'm not about to be replaced by some little newbie Arrancar. Though let me guess YOUR MY REPLACEMENT?! WHAT A JOKE HAHAHAHAH. Well then ill just kill you and show that no one can replace GUARDO MARCO!" said the humanoid hollow named Marco, the other humanoid hollow just gave a annoyed expression on his face everything he started to yell. "So what do they call you then Neeeewwww Cuartro Espada? HAHAHAH" When he was finishing the hollow put on a set of headphones and his face got calmer for he could no longer hear the loud espada. "Grrrr you dare mock me you little shit!?"
"I had to make you shut up some how though seeing as you mouth never closes i had to cover my ears then. Now just die so i don't have to bother with you anymore." he said which only angered the former espada more. Marco suddenly appeared in front of Jerrikar and thrust his fist at him which stop'd half way from smashing in his face, Doyle caught it with one of his hands "Like i said just shut up and die already Pest." Doyle said as he clenched Marcos fist and punched him straight in the chest with his other hand sending the former espada flying across the desert. Doyle appeared above the still airborne marco and in a instant drop kicked him and sent him crashing into the sand below. When he hit a giant explosion of sand shot up and around the landing spot wile Jerrikar stood mid air above it "Quit playing around Pest and get your sword out already."
Appearing in front of Doyle "ALREADY AHEAD OF YOU LITTLE SHIT!" said Marco as he slashed his now unsheathed blade down at Doyle who twisted around and stop'd it with his bare hands, though Marco already had his next attacked planed and Doyle was hit in the chest by a giant red beam that came from Marco's mouth "AHAHAHAH! DIE!" and a smoldering body smashed into the sands below as Marco rolled out laughing.
"You really are just a predictable pest." said a voice behind the Former espada, the same instant Marco's facial expression changed back to rage as he swung his sword around to slice off Doyle's head though it only found it stop'd again by his hand. A red circle was getting bigger in Marco's mouth as he smiled "Old dogs really don't learn new tricks." he said as Doyle's hand was above the Espada's head finger pointed down as a giant purple beam of energy shot down sending Marco back into the sands.
A few seconds later the dust cleared and the former espada was standing there panting as his body was covered in wounds and torn clothes "Well well i guess ill have a good fight here after all. ILL SHOW YOU WHAT ANYONE WHO CROSES ME GETS! PREPARE TO DIE! AWAKEN RUGO!" he yelled as red energy began to materialize around him and enclosed his body in red light. A moment later it revealed a entirely different looking hollow instead of hands were now giant blades that were fused with his body, his body was covered in a scale like armor. In a flash the former Espada was in front of Doyle and sliced into his torso and kicked him in the same spot moments later sending him flying through the air. Doyle stop'd himself though Marco appeared in front of him again stabbing one of his blades straight through Doyle's chest. "HAHAHAHAH YOUR FINISHED JERRIKAR! YOU SEE NO ONE CAN REPLACE GUARDO MARC....." he was about to say though his facial expression suddenly changed from enjoyment to puzzlement. "W... What?" he said dazed as he stared at Doyle's body, from the wounds from his chest blood was not seeping out, rather Doyle's body seemingly flickered and dissapeared moments later.
"Are you done with you little tantrum yet?... Good... What pest you seem a little confused. Well then i wont bore you with any specifics and get on to the good part, where you disappear." Doyle said as he appeared next to the former Espada who seemingly didn't even notice he was there until now. He grabbed the former Espada's arm and squeezed and a moment later a crack was heard as the former Espada screamed in pain though before he could utter more than a single moment of noise a needle pierced though Marco's skull and retracted back into Doyle's finger. "Face it Marco... your outdated, a relic, useless little thing now, its time to let the new breed of arrancar take your annoying little place. You know the reason why your just going to be killed rather than be made a Privaron? Because your not even on their level now, your small fry not worth the time or effort. Just some annoying little noise thats really getting on my nerves." he said getting more and more annoyed as he talked. A moment later the former Espada lay'd dead on the sands. Doyle wiped the blood off of his finger on the former Espada's robes.
The humanoid hollow turned on his Cd player and stepped on the former Espada's body and through the war zone "Finally some peace and quiet."
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