Los Dos Reyes (Con't from La Bebida Mortal/Open)

[El Rey Blanco]

Veneno would arrive in the Human World not too long after encountering a baboon like hollow in the sands of Hueco Mundo. After a brief scruffle, the two decided to call a sort of 'truce' so they could each focus on becoming stronger and being able to rip the mask from their face. Entering Las Noches, the hotspot of hollow activity, was a big deal. Even if you were allowed to enter such a place, there was no guarantee that you would come out alive and in one piece. That was why Veneno decided to venture to the Human World for a bit and dine upon those human souls with high concentrations of spiritual power within them.

As part of their truce, Veneno would also invite the baboon hollow to venture to the Human World as well. That way, there was a much better chance of them going back to Hueco Mundo in one piece and much stronger than they would be coming alone. The place they were standing in wasn't much. To humans, they would call it a wasteland, where the lowest of the low reside. They did not care too much about the constructs created, but uncared for people meant no one would really miss them if they were killed today.
"Well, whatever your name is, help yourself to the buffet line"
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Veneno - Hollow

[GunBarrel]

After some minutes shuffling through the stark, desolate landscape that was Hueco Mundo's Las Dias, it's own answer to the human world's desolate wastelands, Barrin emerged from the garganta which the hollow Veneno had ripped open, or had caused to rip. Obviously both of them had no capabilities yet of unaided travel, yet it was easy enough for one of the mindless gillians to be goaded into opening one for them. While these behemoths were stupid enough to be eaten by some weaker hollows, they were already a powerhouse of energy...just shuffling about, firing ceros haphazardly and carrying that large bulk, that in itself was already impressive.

Barrin managed to make a clean landing, albeit a rough one. He'd caused this strange, stone platform to crack under his weight upon his arrival, thus setting a dust cloud around him. But it was enough to make for a rather bland landing...he'd hate it if he were to come unnoticed. He liked making a scene out of things, strangely enough, and he had no idea as to why.

Having dusted himself off, he set off in the direction of the slithery hollow, Veneno, and found out that his hunting 'partner' had already found his way into what would be in human terms a 'buffet table'.

Humans which were shuffling about, doing their business...if it can be called that...trying to eke out a meager living in this forsaken piece of the city which they called home. This was a forgotten part of the city, and it seemed that the forsaken would congregate here to make this place their own. Truly a sight for sore eyes...at least, for them whose main purpose in life was to devour.

" Don't mind if I do." he said, shuffling off to corner one of these unsuspecting souls.

Fuel for the fire, they say.
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Barrin - Número Seite - Hollow
It's conquest or bust!

[El Rey Blanco]

So who to prey upon first? So many forgotten souls, so many live humans to feast upon, which one should he go after first? The woman with the child, holding each other's hand as they crossed the street, or the teenager with a cigarette in his mouth, listening to something on his electronic device? Such a large world, yet so much to see and do. The baboon hollow seemed to be in the same predicament as well. Well, as long as there were no interruptions, then let Thanksgiving start a few days early. So, Veneno slithered through the street, going to the closest person around, which was the stereotypical teenager wearing all black. From his T-shirt to his pants, his sneakers, hat, and armbands, to the smell of tobacco and other chemicals, listening to music from his handheld device. The unsuspecting teenager would be the first of many humans to suffer his fate within the body of Veneno.

Veneno wasted no time trying to hide or stalk his prey. He simply wrapped himself around the boy, constricting his body and leaving him open for Veneno to drain him of his soul, leaving nothing but an empty husk of flesh and bone. Unravelling himself from the dead boy's body, Veneno moved on to a middle-aged woman. Watch each other's back, make sure no sword-wielding spirits or spiritual humans tried to destroy them. More to feed on, more power to help towards their ascension.
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Veneno - Hollow

[GunBarrel]

This kind of feeding activity always attracted a lot of attention, most specially from the people whom they talked about...particularly these people whom the snake-hollow had previously mentioned. Those people with the potent supply of spiritual pressure, almost akin to them.

He had just had his first fill of a spirit...an old codger who was preying on another innocent soul, a young girl. He was a delectable dish, but so was the young girl, who was vibrant, full of life. Leaving behind the two empty husks, Barrin moved on to feast some more when it came, he sensed it...somehow, and it was something else.

There, standing in a building adjacent to the alleyway where they were feeding, was a man dressed in a dapper black kimono. He looked to be a bit old, but he wasn't that strong...he had been watching the two hollows feed, with his sword drawn, and muttered a few words before his sword changed shape into that of a broadsword with a sash at the end. Barrin just had enough time to see him throw the sword in their direction and sidestep the throw, to pull the man towards him.

It was surprising enough but the man didn't put up much of a fight. One impalement of his fleshy stake, and he was gone. Another fuel to feed the flames of his desire.

This was beginning to be all too easy.
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Barrin - Número Seite - Hollow
It's conquest or bust!

[El Rey Blanco]

Well, it wouldn't be too long before the two hollows encountered one of those spirits with the swords or one of those humans with the energy bolts. And maybe, just maybe, that was exactly what Veneno wanted from this more than anything else. Those types of creatures were very ripe with spiritual power, enough so that one of them, either Veneno or the baboon hollow accomplice would shoot up to the next level of hollow evolution in short of a single day. These 'normal' humans, although tasty to a limited degree, were nothing more than the bait. After all, there would be a whole town full of dead bodies if no one came soon. And that was the reason why bringing along another hollow to assure his survival was necessary. If he could, Veneno would definitely search for more hollows to bring along for the operation, but then he would have to fight more than he had to. And from the spiritual pressure he was feeling, someone was coming soon. Veneno would turn to the baboon hollow and say:

"We might have some company in a few. Be prepared".
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Veneno - Hollow

[GunBarrel]

It comes naturally to the baboon-like hollow to fight. To kill. To maim, and finally, to devour. It's his most basic nature at work, the senses all fail him, and it feels as if he's evolving into something more...different. The finesse in his movements slowly become devoid. He becomes something more of a creature of baser instincts, and that is evident in his fight with the shinigami.

The man in the black robe didn't stand a chance when the hollow impaled him with his stakes. And as the last breathe of his dying soul was forcibly drawn from him, the last vision he ever remembered was that of the hollow's mouth growing impossibly big to gnaw at his face.

Minutes later, a dismembered finger amidst a pool of blood was all that was left of the shinigami. His zanpaktou lay dormant in one corner, a reminder of the shinigami's death. Barrin went over and took the zanpaktou, still in it's released state.

" Look." he said, brandishing the sword to his comrade.

It served as a reminder of the death of another soul in this grim landscape, but for Barrin, it would serve as a grisly trophy of his conquests, the start of which commenced just a few moments ago. He would relish each sword that he would have to grab.

And he would keep this one, his very first trophy.
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Barrin - Número Seite - Hollow
It's conquest or bust!

[El Rey Blanco]

As he watched his ally tear through a shinigami and take the zanpakutou as his personal trophy, Veneno thought that he would have to take one of greater or equal value during their stay here. That meant fighting and devouring souls as much as possible. Things would turn for the better as the shinigami that fought the baboon hollow was not alone, or at least had an ally. It was a human, one of those that dressed in mostly white with blue outlining and wielded a bow made from energy. While the human shot his arrows, Veneno slithered about, making sure not to take a shot that would mean the end for him. Unfortunately, Veneno had yet to learn how to fight long-distance like the Menos-class hollows.

Veneno would swing his tail as fast and as hard as he could so he could make the human make a faulty move. And like he thought, the human did and that was all Veneno needed to sink his poisonous fangs into the human. Now, it was only a matter of time before the human would fall. Let him suffer until his body gave out. That was how you really hurt a person: slow and painful.
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Veneno - Hollow

[GunBarrel]

[OOC: Sorry! I had a lot to do on my hands...well, I'm back now, so if you wanna pick up where we left off...]
The two were a tag team from hell, they were most dangerous. They had everything to gain, and maybe something to lose, but the way they fought felt like they did not have a care in the world about whether they lost it or not.

Barrin was still staring at the strange sword, with it's really strange design. It seems to have a different design earlier when the strange human soul was brandishing it, but now it was back to it's original appearance...dull and plain. Like any ordinary sword. He would love to see it's earlier appearance again, though.

Barrin started to walk towards the snake-like hollow when suddenly an arrow shot through. Barrin had barely minutes to move when the arrow found it's way into a harmless dumpster, sticking out, glowing ether in the dim light of the damp alleyway.

He looked to see that the snake-like hollow, Veneno, made his way to a human who was currently fighting for his life. A rather young looking human, at that, all dressed in white and blue. He'd no doubt see that human dead and devoured, though...the two of them were tricky hollows. Seemingly weak reiatsus, but their resolve actually multiplied their skills by a hundredfold. They would make this into a war, one befitting to be written in their personal journals once they ascended.

" The day is just beginning, it seems." he said, licking his lips and flexing what reiatsu he had a bit. He was bait. " Let more come."
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Barrin - Número Seite - Hollow
It's conquest or bust!

[El Rey Blanco]

Two powerful hollows working together to increase their own reserves of spiritual power was something unusual, as they would probably be enemies later on, both wanting the same title, but they both knew the basics of survival and strength. You keep on devouring, keep on absorbing as much as you can. If you run into an opposing force that threatens your existence, you do what you can to either escape, kill then, or sacrifice your free will and pride to live another day. Whatever it took to obtain power, you do it.

Veneno would finish off the spiritually-aware human, basking in the inner power that it possessed before taking the baboon hollow's words of moving on and feeding some more. His evolution would be coming soon, that much he could feet within his body. However, there seemed to be something else going on...a slight rumbling and perhaps, whispers of other beings within his own.

"Yes. Let's feed some more" Veneno said to the other hollow, ignoring his body.
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Veneno - Hollow

[GunBarrel]

Before he knew it, they were surrounded. There was quite a bevvy of shinigami and quincies who came to the last, dying signatures of their comrades. It wasn't anything that they couldn't handle, but still, they were outnumbered.

" I might have outdone myself." Barrin said to his companion.

There they were, two hollows, one with a human soul in between his jaws, facing off against three or more ethereal arrows aimed at them and two or more swords drawn, each on reciting a weird tantric phrase of some sort and changing the appearance of their blade into something more suited for their fighting style. All were impressive, but none seemed too strong for them to run from to.

Barrin smiled underneath that mask.

" The tase of blood is in the air, brother." he said to the hollow beside him. " Do you feel it?"

More and more the murmurs inside his mind were beginning to scream. A collective scream for blood, for flesh, to maim and to kill. They were beginning to tear at the surface, they were beginning to be restless. With all these activities happening inside of him, the hollow remained standing still outside just as the strange, black clothed human souls and the white clothed humans began their attack.

Inside, though, a battle had just begun with souls fighting for supremacy over a body which had just become clean. Barrin was drowning in a sea of hands, dragging him to the bottom of the barrel...
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Barrin - Número Seite - Hollow
It's conquest or bust!

[El Rey Blanco]

Yes, having an ally proved to be a great advantage when pursuing power to crush him later on. Veneno and the baboon hollow were having quite the feeding frenzy, devouring sweet morsels of spiritual power when it presented itself. Until they found satisfaction or thought of another way to obtain power, they would work together to ensure the other's survival...especially in situations like these where you were the target of many hunters such as right now. The baboon hollow asked if Veneno could feel the bloodlust in the air, to which he replied:

"Yes, yes, I do. These souls look so tasty".

However, Veneno could not ignore those whispers within his own mind. They also wanted more being brought within this vessel. Each whisper wanted dominance over the hollow's body which Veneno had to ignore and do what he wanted to do. There was so many to choose from that he could not simply fight off one unless he absorbed a particular soul rich with spiritual energy that the others within could temporarily feast upon. Veneno chose to target one of the shinigami as they usually had a great, memorable taste and lasted longer within his being. Veneno's hood spread and his fangs grew.

Veneno would not attack first in a situation like this, as they were still outnumbered no mattered how they looked at it. The baboon hollow seemd to think differently, enjoying the fact that there were so many good souls in their vision. Neither one had a long ranged technique to keep others at bay, which also put their advantages down. And one on the opposing side stepped up, one of the humans with the energy bow and it appeared to set it's sights on Veneno.
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Veneno - Hollow

[GunBarrel]

[OOC: Uwah! I've been neglecting this so much!]

The two hollows, who have formed an uneasy alliance and has thus fashioned themselves as 'kings', found themselves in a sort of pinch.

There they were, throwing their excess reiatsu around like it was blood from the kill and they both were having the time of their lives sucking the excess reiatsu from everything and anything within a few miles of where they were. It was brash, reckless, and just the sort of thing you would expect from a young hollow. But they didn't care. It showed just how foolish...or confident...they were in trusting their own skills, if not each other.

And so it can be forgiven, if they found themselves in a sudden predicament, and have effectively succeeded in having themselves surrounded with both shinigami and humans alike, bows and arrows on the ready and swords unleashed.

" Ahhh." said the babboon-hollow, him finding a loss for words at a moment such as that.

For inside him, the battle still hasn't stopped. The sea of hands and the sea of souls was raging, each one fighting for control of the empty body, Barrin's true consciousness constantly disappearing as elbows rushed to take control.

One of the arrows fired, and one of the shinigami uttered a spell as he lunged forward at the silent hollow.

Before each could strike, however, a soul took control of the body and moved out of the way to save all of their skins. He hissed so uncharacteristically, but the soul used Barrin's own skill to fight against the oncoming attackers.

Barrin was still struggling to regain control, deep inside.
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Barrin - Número Seite - Hollow
It's conquest or bust!