High above a town in Japan, Valintine was miserable. He had seen way more than he wanted to, and now he was back in some stuck-up country, with stuck-up humans, and stuck up-hollow, with stuck-up powers. Yeah, by this point Valintine was just getting irritated. If he didn't hate everything already, he cerainly did now. He didn't even get to blow anything up, or kill something. Well, he didn't get to go out of his way to kill something. He would certainly work killing into this thing though. He didn't want to not go out with a bang. He had stopped by Las Noches for a change of clothes and to relax a bit. While he was there he got the briefing on his mission. He almost killed the Arrancar who delivered the news of his mission. He had to collect information on Hollowfication. Such bullshit. Valintine was in Karakura Town. He was dressed in a white and black sleeveless mesh shirt. The horizontal threads were white, and the vertical were black. His hollow hole could be seen under the shirt. His pants were baggy but fitted around the waist. His left pants leg was white, and his right leg was black. His boots were gray. He of course had his feather bangle on his right wrist. His arms were folded and he was looking around. How the hell was he supposed to find such a thing?
He was supposed to study something that hardly ever happened. How was he supposed to locate something like this? It would be like finding a needle under fifteen hundred tons of dirt and sand under the ocean in the deepest, darkest part. He looked around. He sensed a few different Shinigami. None of them seemed to want to bother with Valintine. That was perfectly fine, why? Because Valintine had planned for this. He stopped by the forest within Hueco Mundo and gathered Gillian together to invade Karakua Town. Why? For the sole purpose of distracting and Shinigami in charge. He putthem into groups and split them up around town. With all the Shinigami distracted Valintine had time to do what he came here to do. But that just led him to his original problem. How would he find what he needed? He wished someone would just present what he needed to him. But alas it seemed he would have to work overtime. "This is not my business. Stupid Kueshi and killing off most of his scientists...this is their work not mine." He sighed and looked around. He had one idea on how to do it. Infection could work, but it would take some planning. He would have to insert his reiatsu, so a piece of him, into the Shinigami. From there it would corrupt and turn him inside out. That piece would grow and grow until the Shinigami couldn't control it anymore. Valintine had to get to work he supposed.
He searched for a Shinigami near him. It seemed he was in luck. There were three Shinigami. It wasn't long before they were separated by a large group of Gillians. The Arrancar moved in on the closest Shinigami. He ordered the Gillians to wound him enough that he wouldn't be a problem for Valintine. In return, Valintine would fest on their bodies. The Gillians were dumb as hell. They were foolish, primitive, and impulsive. But they understood death. All living things understood death. And so the beasts did as Valintine told them to do. They wounded the Shinigami to the point where fighting back was hardly an option. And after that they stopped. The Gillians formed a circle around the Shinigami. There were six gillians around this one. Three of them were facing the enemy, and the others were looking outwards. They were really efficient beings when you treated them correctly, an threatened them now and then. The Shinigami in their grasp was a male. He had brown hair and was separated from his Zanpakuto. Good. Valintine used his bare hand to pierce the man's flesh just above his stomach. He spit up blood, and Valintine worked on channeling his hollow energy into the male. Infection was a terribly painful thing it seemed as the man was not happy the entire time. It only took about a minute, but the entire minute the man was squirming and screaming. Valintine personally took pleasure in it. Not in a sadistic way, but in a satisfied kind of way.
When he was done he removed his hand from the Shinigami he curled up and cradled his stomach. He squirmed and screamed and began to cough. He coughed and coughed until he began coughing up a white liquid. He rolled over and and got on his hands and knees. He was still coughing up the white liquid. The liquid didn't touch the ground though. It moved back up and around his face. Valintine watched as this happened. He was disgusted by the process but whatever. He continued to watch this disgusting process as the Shinigami experienced a sharp pain. Valintine noticed that he continued to cough up the liquid and scream. Eventually the liquid just poured out and surrounded his head. He turned to look at Valintine. Hate was in his eyes, Valintine didn't care in the least. The Shinigami screamed again and again. His screams got louder and louder. Eventually his stomach ripped open and six long legs reached out. From his head a white orb came out. He had turned into a low class Hollow. It was a shame. Valintine fired a bala at the head, shattering it upon impact. The Hollow died. Valintine sighed and out out paper and a pencil. He lifted a knee to write on a flat surface. He noted what he did and noted it didn't work. He needed a control though. That man was only around that of a third or fourth seat. He wanted to try this out on a lieutenant. So he began a search for one of that power level. It took him a minute or three, but eventually he found a captain and a lieutenant. He ordered all Gillians to cut loose and destroy the remaining Shinigami, and to focus on separating the Captain and Lieutenant. Once that was accomplished he waited a bit longer. He wanted the lieutenant down first. The Captain could wait.
It took almost an hour for the Gillian to wear down the lieutenant. The Captain was still being worked on. He was slaying the Gillian faster than the Gillian could keep up with. He ordered them all to bum rush the captain. Valintine moved in on the Lieutenant quickly. The Lieutenant struggled to get up. Valintine kicked her chin and knocked her back down. He walked forward and stuck his hand inside her above her stomach. Valintine focused and shoved his dark Hollow energy inside of her. The thought of what he was doing repulsed him. He felt like he was impregnating her. He just wanted to get out of her, but he had to put the same amount in her as he did the male. So he left his hand there until she had the same amount. Finally he was done and he removed his hand. A bit of blood spilled out and she squirmed just like the last guy. It was pathetic. It reminded him of a sad little rat. Oh well, such was life. The woman suffered, but it seemed she was fighting it. For the liquid that fell from her mouth she tried to cover her mouth to keep the fluid from coming out. But it just began to flow from her nose, her eyes, her ears. Valintine sat down and watched her struggle. The white liquid began to creep over her face. It covered about half her face when she turned to glare at Valintine. "You bastard. You fucking bastard. I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Valintine shrugged and smiled. "Sorry, sweetheart. It looks like in order to kill me, you'd have to be able to do something besides suffer and knock on Death's doorstep. But oh well. It looks like you have no choice but to endure whatever I deem fit..." Valintine chuckled and the female attempted to stand. She only succeeded in falling over again.
Valintine made a note that her rage caused her to lose control quickly and because of that she was taken over. Her body rose up. Her nails extended, and her mask formed with cracks along the eyes. Her toe nails extended as well ripping apart her shoes. Valintine struck now while she was transforming. He never understood any of that bullshit with people waiting. Besides, he had a job to do. He charged her and unleashed his blade. The feathered jian connected with the changing woman's throat. Death was near instant. He made a few more notes about the transformation. He then stuffed the notes into his pocket and used sonido to get to the captain. The Gillian were still falling, but the captain's energy was wanning. Valintine was going to put an end to this himself. He ordered all the Gillian away and the captain looked at Valintine. He was in his bankai. A flaming sword that looped around his arm, around his neck, down his spine, and came out like a scorpion's tail. Valintine sighed. He wanted to get this over with. Being in his ressurection shouldn't effect anything. It was still his power. So he closed his eyes and focused. "Reavivar, Angel." As he spoke the blade made a full circle, leaving a trail of feathers in it's wake. The feathers hung there suspended, and when the circle was completed Valintine's reiatsu exploded. The feathers circled Valintine moving faster and faster. Winds picked up traveling to Valintine from every direction and circling around him. He stood at the base of a tornado within seconds. Lightning bagan sprouting from this tornado. Getting hit by it was not recommended. Eventually a bright emerald light could be seen from the bottom of the tornado, and the light rose to the center. Valintine's wounds healed as he went into this next stage. Valintine's appearance changed a bit as well. Part of his mask reforms. A visor forms over his eyes. The eye-hole of the visor is a thin opening that reaches from one eye to the other. It is thin and colored emerald green, like his reiatsu. The visor reaches to his ears, and covers the top of his nose. The visor, however, is able to come up to sit atop his head. It has no special effect if it's up or down, just a unique feature. His hair extends to his shoulders as well, and seems to get lighter.
His torso is changed in terms of physical features as well as clothing. His shirt rips away and is replaced with a black sash. The sash wraps around his wrist, elbow, behind his neck, and mirrors the previously mentioned locations on his other side. There is a good two feet of sash before and after his wrist. Also, he gains large white wings on his back. Oddly enough though these wings do not break, they cannot bleed, and they cannot be damaged. The wings, should they be hit, would split apart into hundreds of feathers, and then reform.
His lower half is covered by multiple layers of black and white cloth that wraps around his waist and down each leg. The cloth only shows small sections of his skin. His feet are bare, however, this doesn't seem to bother him. He looked down at the woman and smiled. The Captain didn't hesitate though. Her tail came around and squirted fire out at him. Valintine countered it with lightning blasts. The man growled and charged. Valintine flew at him too. Their blades clashed. The tail came around and Valintine flew under the Shinigami. Damn tail was going to be a problem. Valintine had to end this soon. He communicated with the Gillian to fire a net of cero blasts at the Shinigami. The net would force the Captain into Valintine's space. The net was launched and the Captain flew through the blasts of cero. He came out ten feet in front of Valintine. Valintine used one of his techniques to condense the air above and below him and crush the Shinigami. In his weakened state, the technique was more than enough to defeat the Captain. The captain fell to the ground and Valintine followed. He then began to inject and infect and enjoy the suffering of the captain. The captain held in their the most, and adjusted to the pain the quickest. Injection was a faulty method it seemed. It was just too raw. It turned them into Hollow, not Vizards. Valintine had a few theories for this, but he didn't care enough to think on them. He was done his job. Opening a garganta, he left Karakura Town to rot for all he cared.
He was supposed to study something that hardly ever happened. How was he supposed to locate something like this? It would be like finding a needle under fifteen hundred tons of dirt and sand under the ocean in the deepest, darkest part. He looked around. He sensed a few different Shinigami. None of them seemed to want to bother with Valintine. That was perfectly fine, why? Because Valintine had planned for this. He stopped by the forest within Hueco Mundo and gathered Gillian together to invade Karakua Town. Why? For the sole purpose of distracting and Shinigami in charge. He putthem into groups and split them up around town. With all the Shinigami distracted Valintine had time to do what he came here to do. But that just led him to his original problem. How would he find what he needed? He wished someone would just present what he needed to him. But alas it seemed he would have to work overtime. "This is not my business. Stupid Kueshi and killing off most of his scientists...this is their work not mine." He sighed and looked around. He had one idea on how to do it. Infection could work, but it would take some planning. He would have to insert his reiatsu, so a piece of him, into the Shinigami. From there it would corrupt and turn him inside out. That piece would grow and grow until the Shinigami couldn't control it anymore. Valintine had to get to work he supposed.
He searched for a Shinigami near him. It seemed he was in luck. There were three Shinigami. It wasn't long before they were separated by a large group of Gillians. The Arrancar moved in on the closest Shinigami. He ordered the Gillians to wound him enough that he wouldn't be a problem for Valintine. In return, Valintine would fest on their bodies. The Gillians were dumb as hell. They were foolish, primitive, and impulsive. But they understood death. All living things understood death. And so the beasts did as Valintine told them to do. They wounded the Shinigami to the point where fighting back was hardly an option. And after that they stopped. The Gillians formed a circle around the Shinigami. There were six gillians around this one. Three of them were facing the enemy, and the others were looking outwards. They were really efficient beings when you treated them correctly, an threatened them now and then. The Shinigami in their grasp was a male. He had brown hair and was separated from his Zanpakuto. Good. Valintine used his bare hand to pierce the man's flesh just above his stomach. He spit up blood, and Valintine worked on channeling his hollow energy into the male. Infection was a terribly painful thing it seemed as the man was not happy the entire time. It only took about a minute, but the entire minute the man was squirming and screaming. Valintine personally took pleasure in it. Not in a sadistic way, but in a satisfied kind of way.
When he was done he removed his hand from the Shinigami he curled up and cradled his stomach. He squirmed and screamed and began to cough. He coughed and coughed until he began coughing up a white liquid. He rolled over and and got on his hands and knees. He was still coughing up the white liquid. The liquid didn't touch the ground though. It moved back up and around his face. Valintine watched as this happened. He was disgusted by the process but whatever. He continued to watch this disgusting process as the Shinigami experienced a sharp pain. Valintine noticed that he continued to cough up the liquid and scream. Eventually the liquid just poured out and surrounded his head. He turned to look at Valintine. Hate was in his eyes, Valintine didn't care in the least. The Shinigami screamed again and again. His screams got louder and louder. Eventually his stomach ripped open and six long legs reached out. From his head a white orb came out. He had turned into a low class Hollow. It was a shame. Valintine fired a bala at the head, shattering it upon impact. The Hollow died. Valintine sighed and out out paper and a pencil. He lifted a knee to write on a flat surface. He noted what he did and noted it didn't work. He needed a control though. That man was only around that of a third or fourth seat. He wanted to try this out on a lieutenant. So he began a search for one of that power level. It took him a minute or three, but eventually he found a captain and a lieutenant. He ordered all Gillians to cut loose and destroy the remaining Shinigami, and to focus on separating the Captain and Lieutenant. Once that was accomplished he waited a bit longer. He wanted the lieutenant down first. The Captain could wait.
It took almost an hour for the Gillian to wear down the lieutenant. The Captain was still being worked on. He was slaying the Gillian faster than the Gillian could keep up with. He ordered them all to bum rush the captain. Valintine moved in on the Lieutenant quickly. The Lieutenant struggled to get up. Valintine kicked her chin and knocked her back down. He walked forward and stuck his hand inside her above her stomach. Valintine focused and shoved his dark Hollow energy inside of her. The thought of what he was doing repulsed him. He felt like he was impregnating her. He just wanted to get out of her, but he had to put the same amount in her as he did the male. So he left his hand there until she had the same amount. Finally he was done and he removed his hand. A bit of blood spilled out and she squirmed just like the last guy. It was pathetic. It reminded him of a sad little rat. Oh well, such was life. The woman suffered, but it seemed she was fighting it. For the liquid that fell from her mouth she tried to cover her mouth to keep the fluid from coming out. But it just began to flow from her nose, her eyes, her ears. Valintine sat down and watched her struggle. The white liquid began to creep over her face. It covered about half her face when she turned to glare at Valintine. "You bastard. You fucking bastard. I'm gonna fucking kill you!" Valintine shrugged and smiled. "Sorry, sweetheart. It looks like in order to kill me, you'd have to be able to do something besides suffer and knock on Death's doorstep. But oh well. It looks like you have no choice but to endure whatever I deem fit..." Valintine chuckled and the female attempted to stand. She only succeeded in falling over again.
Valintine made a note that her rage caused her to lose control quickly and because of that she was taken over. Her body rose up. Her nails extended, and her mask formed with cracks along the eyes. Her toe nails extended as well ripping apart her shoes. Valintine struck now while she was transforming. He never understood any of that bullshit with people waiting. Besides, he had a job to do. He charged her and unleashed his blade. The feathered jian connected with the changing woman's throat. Death was near instant. He made a few more notes about the transformation. He then stuffed the notes into his pocket and used sonido to get to the captain. The Gillian were still falling, but the captain's energy was wanning. Valintine was going to put an end to this himself. He ordered all the Gillian away and the captain looked at Valintine. He was in his bankai. A flaming sword that looped around his arm, around his neck, down his spine, and came out like a scorpion's tail. Valintine sighed. He wanted to get this over with. Being in his ressurection shouldn't effect anything. It was still his power. So he closed his eyes and focused. "Reavivar, Angel." As he spoke the blade made a full circle, leaving a trail of feathers in it's wake. The feathers hung there suspended, and when the circle was completed Valintine's reiatsu exploded. The feathers circled Valintine moving faster and faster. Winds picked up traveling to Valintine from every direction and circling around him. He stood at the base of a tornado within seconds. Lightning bagan sprouting from this tornado. Getting hit by it was not recommended. Eventually a bright emerald light could be seen from the bottom of the tornado, and the light rose to the center. Valintine's wounds healed as he went into this next stage. Valintine's appearance changed a bit as well. Part of his mask reforms. A visor forms over his eyes. The eye-hole of the visor is a thin opening that reaches from one eye to the other. It is thin and colored emerald green, like his reiatsu. The visor reaches to his ears, and covers the top of his nose. The visor, however, is able to come up to sit atop his head. It has no special effect if it's up or down, just a unique feature. His hair extends to his shoulders as well, and seems to get lighter.
His torso is changed in terms of physical features as well as clothing. His shirt rips away and is replaced with a black sash. The sash wraps around his wrist, elbow, behind his neck, and mirrors the previously mentioned locations on his other side. There is a good two feet of sash before and after his wrist. Also, he gains large white wings on his back. Oddly enough though these wings do not break, they cannot bleed, and they cannot be damaged. The wings, should they be hit, would split apart into hundreds of feathers, and then reform.
His lower half is covered by multiple layers of black and white cloth that wraps around his waist and down each leg. The cloth only shows small sections of his skin. His feet are bare, however, this doesn't seem to bother him. He looked down at the woman and smiled. The Captain didn't hesitate though. Her tail came around and squirted fire out at him. Valintine countered it with lightning blasts. The man growled and charged. Valintine flew at him too. Their blades clashed. The tail came around and Valintine flew under the Shinigami. Damn tail was going to be a problem. Valintine had to end this soon. He communicated with the Gillian to fire a net of cero blasts at the Shinigami. The net would force the Captain into Valintine's space. The net was launched and the Captain flew through the blasts of cero. He came out ten feet in front of Valintine. Valintine used one of his techniques to condense the air above and below him and crush the Shinigami. In his weakened state, the technique was more than enough to defeat the Captain. The captain fell to the ground and Valintine followed. He then began to inject and infect and enjoy the suffering of the captain. The captain held in their the most, and adjusted to the pain the quickest. Injection was a faulty method it seemed. It was just too raw. It turned them into Hollow, not Vizards. Valintine had a few theories for this, but he didn't care enough to think on them. He was done his job. Opening a garganta, he left Karakura Town to rot for all he cared.
