Denkou Rank Up

Denkou took long strides towards the training field of the first division, where he would fight the third seat for rank. Denkou knew this would be a fight to the death: neither of them liked the other and the battle would not end until one of them lay dead on the ground. `Denkou are you really sure you want to do this` His spirit spoke in his mind as each step he took grew shorter and shorter. “Yes today is the day that I get to take out the third seat as well as take his position. Today is my day.” Denkou stated to himself quietly as the spirit grew quiet. He finally drew to a stop in front of the door of the training room.

Denkou’s breathing was deep as he placed his hand on the door’s seal, slowly sliding it open to see what awaited him inside. On the other side of the door sat many people who the third seat had invited to watch his victory. In between all of the people sat the third seat Keikan himself eating an apple. He spoke in his ever so cocky tone. “Look the low life showed up to get his beating right on time.” The very voice of Keikan made Denkou infuriated so he yelled towards the enemy. “Let’s see who gets beat. Come at me now so I can get my rank and end your life.”

By this point both men were pissed so Keikan grabbed his Zanpakuto and walked to the center of the room, pulling out his blade and threw the scabbard to the side. Denkou slowly drew his blade from the scabbard across his lower back, holding it in front of him with one hand. Denkou stared deep into the man’s eyes waiting for him to strike but he didn’t. They sat there staring for about five minutes before the anticipation grew to strong and the Keikan rushed forwards with a slash straight towards Denkou’s chest.

Denkou knew that if the slash connected he would be out before the fight even got started so he stepped back, lowering his blade and caught the edge of Keikan’s, pushing it upwards and throwing off his guard. Denkou used this opening to rush forwards, ramming their chest into his chest and threw him into the ground. As Keikan fell onto the floor Denkou released a snicker. “See your third seat can’t even stand on his own two feet.” He walked to the edge of the many people waiting for Keikan to stand up.

Denkou swung his sword placing it back in front of his face, holding it outwardsand placed both hands onto the hilt as Keikan got up, getting back into a stance. “Come on Keikan make me lose!” At this he rushed towards Denkou once again throwing a powerful slash with his left hand, shooting a thrust towards Denkou’s feet to knock him off balance. Denkou threw his blade up, catching his opponent’s and felt the brute force push him downwards as the thrust crushed the ground underneath him. The very force of the thrust made his legs collapse from under him knocking, him into the ground. When he did connect with the ground all the air came out of his body with one loud cough. ` Damn he has got me` Denkou’s eyes showed his thoughts as the man thrusted downwards towards Denkou’s heart. At the last second Denkou rolled his body to the right the blade cutting the back of his shoulder.

Denkou’s eyes closed with pain but he never stopped moving, coming back over and grabbed the hilt of keikan’s Zanpakuto, yanking it from him with all the force Denkou could muster. The blade moved from Keikan’s hands to the other side of the room. This threw Keikan off balance, making him fall to the floor. This gave Denkou time to roll to the side and get to his feet slowly. He watched Keikan, who also wasted no time getting up stumble towards his Zanpakuto. Denkou felt this was the perfect time for an insult and stabbed his blade into the ground, taking one step towards Keikan with a powerful straight and knocked him off balance. Denkou then threw his other arm towards Keikan’s body, making ever muscle in it tense up to make him double over in pain.

Denkou stepped back, letting the man lay their for a moment and gasping for air. “I guess now we are going to indulge ourselves in a human sport known as boxing.” He slowly pulled open his open robes sliding it off of his upper body and then off of his arms throwing it to the ground. He now stood bare-chested, his perfectly cut body’s only flaw was the scare from right over his heart all the way down his left arm to the palm of the hand. “Get up I have not got all day.” He waited for Keikan to finally get to his feet. Once he was up they both took a stance, getting ready for the brawl at hand.

Denkou started by circling Keikan, trying to keep him in the center room. This worked as Denkou stepped in, swinging a hook to the left side of Keikan’s face as he was trying to follow Denkou around the room. The punch seemed to make Keikan’s face stretch to one side before Denkou came back with another hook on the other side, knocking it the other way. Keikan rushed forward punching Denkou’s guard before throwing his arms around his head, pulling him down for a knee to the face. Denkou did not expect this, taking the huge knee made him fall to the ground as blood came pouring from his nose. “Fuck, that hurt.” His eyes were out of focus for a couple seconds not knowing were Keikan was as he stumbled to his feet.

When his eyes finally allowed him his sight he saw Keikan rushing him with his newly recovered Zanpakuto. Keikan covered a lot of ground now almost directly in front of Denkou. He knew he had one chance so he threw his hand up, grabbing his forearm charging a hado. “Hado 31 shot of red fire.” It went off almost instantly after it was raised into Denkou’s hand, going directly into the face of Keikan. Denkou saw it connect as Keikan’s sword trailed off in to Denkou’s shoulder. The sword connected going deep as the man fell into Denkou’s only good arm. The pain on Denkou’s face was more from the pure disgust of holding the man whose face had been burnt and melted from the hado that Denkou launched from his very hand.

Denkou slowly came to a sitting position. laying his opponent’s dead body on the ground. Denkou placed his hand lightly on the face of Keikan. closing what was left of his eyes as he slowly pushed himself to his feet. Once he reached his feet he gritted his teeth and grabbed the blade of the sword sticking out from his shoulder and began to pull it out slowly. The blood shot from the wound like wild fire from a forest as the tip of the blade came out.

Denkou let the blood drip as he stumbled to his Zanpakuto and grabbed the hilt firmly with his still strong hand. “I win.” He ripped it from the ground. aiming it towards the roof of the building. “I will be the new third seat and I will show you all my power.” Denkou smiled a huge smile as he looked up but soon after this his body grew weak and he stumbled, falling to one knee. “Get the medical division.” Denkou’s blood loss would cost him but he knew he could make it through. He leaned forwards, trying to stand but his body fell as everything went black and he passed out.