The Road To Rule

Inside the battle raged on, Cazador the dragon had been fighting for what felt like eternity, unending combat wore at the dragon, every movement a stagger attacks sloppy and weak. Caz didn't know how much longer he could stand it, to him he thought ages had past years locked in unending combat through the empty desert of his mind. Finally he had defeated all the spirits he could find in his mind but he still couldn't leave this place, his mind trapped inside finally allowed to rest. He sat down in the sand he could feel sleep trying to drag him down but he felt uneasy. 'Can't sleep... Sleep is death.' He thought pulling himself back up to his feet, suddenly the world around him change. He was back in the seireitei, it was the attack on the third playing out over and over again before him. His sadistic smile as he watched himself eat the female shinigami again, to the extreme anger at watching Minoru, and Murat defeat him over and over. His thirst for vengeance grew larger, he would do everything in his power to track the two men down and defeat them. If it took him to the end of time he would find his revenge.



He took his head trying to focus, his thoughts scrambled and out of place, 'No I'm fighting, I must win, I must rule.” The other spirit stepped out of a shadow bringing Caz back to the empty desert of his mind. The other hollow looked like a serpent with two arms but no legs, slowly the dragon forced his way up to his feet and stood eyes locked onto the serpent. “You, brought deceit to my mind, my lands. I shall crush you.” The dragon rushed against the serpent who carried a pair of axes in his hands, tail-blade meeting ax-blade in a shower of sparks, Cazador set into the fight with intent to win. The two blades locked in a struggle the sparks continue to fly as Caz released a electric current into his tail-blade the blast of electric current arcing between the axes the serpent reeling away from the dragon.



Outside the Gillian continued it's rampage, striking against trees with it's long clawed fingers, crashing and tumbling through the forest, it finally reached the exit it's cero had created and pulled itself out of the forest and up on top of the sands. The moonlit desert stretched out around the Gillian except before it stood the ruins of Los Noches, still a short journey away from the hollow and yet it continued towards it as if drawn by a magnetic pull towards the building.



The two spirits locked in combat, circling around each other both wounded and fatigued. For every move one made the other countered it with one of their own, blade to blade, cero to cero. Cazador took the electric current from the static in the air and concentrated it before firing it up into the air, continuing to do so while fending off the serpent. After several bolts the sky started to darken, clouds gathering overhead with the sound of thunder resounding through the empty desert. The serpent unsure of what this dragon was doing decided to try playing more mind games and took the image of a form from the dragons mind. Before Cazador knew what was happening the serpent before him was replaced by the image of Murat, the shinigami who had stopped his ceros until he had been overwhelmed with fury and charged through Caz's cero.



The dragon was surprised to see the shinigami, “Murat,” the dragon mumbled at the sight of the shinigami. With a mighty roar the dragon charged against the shinigami, “Murat, I'll destroy you for interfering with my hunt, You dare get in the way of the true king of Hueco Mundo?” The shinigami said nothing, and only fought back with his short blade. Something seemed off to Cazador, where had the other hollow gone? Why was Murat here in Hueco Mundo? The dragon used his sonido to disengage with the imaginary shinigami, the image not moving to attack just waiting. Closing his eyes and reaching out through his reiatsu perception finding that no energy came from Murat. “Your a fake...” He continued to search for the serpent hollow as he felt a blade bite into his rear flank, the ax of the serpent hollow had found purchase in the flesh of the dragon, his leg giving out sending him tumbling to the ground. The dragon thrashed violently from the ground, the serpent having to dash back to avoid the dragons tail. Overhead a bolt of lightning came from the sky crashing down between the two hollows, a malevolent smile grew on the dragon's face, the storm had come and now he had as much electric current as he would ever need. Fat heavy drops of rain fell from the clouds overhead, the dry sand quickly soaking them up and turning into a thick, heavy and sticky version of itself, clumping together around the hollows legs, “Beg for mercy or be destroyed by the storm. You have no other choice, I've won now.” The dragon slowly climbing to it's feet heavy clumps of sand falling from it's side that had been in the sand, his maw opened filled with a bright ball of green energy, the cero nearly completely charged. The next bolt of lightning fell from the sky curving in a arc towards Cazador's open mouth, the lightning mixing with the cero, crackling blue arcs of electric current flowing around the cero.



The serpent dropped it's axes at the sight of the massive cero charged within the dragon's mouth. “Don't shoot that you idiot, you would destroy us both with a cero of that magnitude from this range.” The dragon only chuckled back at the serpent in response, lifting his head skyward as the lightning charged cero shot off into the sky putting a hole through the storm cloud overhead, bolts of electric current still leaping between the spines along Cazador's body. “Swear to me as King and I'll let you live, that simple enough for you?” The serpent looked shocked at the dragon's offer, “What makes you so sure I'm not going to betray you?” The serpent seemed hesitant to take the offer yet didn't want to risk being struck by one of the electric ceros. The dragon nodded his head in reply, “What makes you so sure your king won't just kill you? I need followers and you want to live now is it a deal you spineless worm?” The serpent reluctantly preformed what could be called a bow for something that didn't possess legs. “I swear to you that, I shall be your loyal vassal, my king.” The dragon roared triumphant over the other hollow. Now in control of a new Gillian body and his first sight to behold, the dome shattered by it was Los Noches, the home of the king. 'I'll restore you to glory and let the shinigami know what happens when you anger a king. First I must restore my home and put people in their places.' With that thought the Gillian took off at full speed trying to speed up his arrival at Los Noches.

WC 1215/ 1968