If one were to walk along the trail leading to the eleventh division barracks, continued past it, and entered the wood, they would eventually come across a large training ground. Along the path toward this training ground from the mainly populated areas of Seireitei, signs advertising a special event pointing toward that area were posted. Colorful, exciting, bold, exclaiming!, they were everywhere. So just what was this large event?

Captain of the eleventh division, Akihiko Hideo, was recruiting for his squad. In order to do this, he required every promising young shinigami fight him so he could personally judge their skill. Of course, pitting a captain against recruits wasn't really fair, especially if he wanted to truly push them. Instead, Akihiko wore a seal that adjusted his power level limiter to whatever his opponent's was. And so he stood at one end of the clearing, waiting.

The sun was just beginning to come down from its zenith, and the short green grass of the clearing they stood in was an incredibly toxic color. It was so full of cholorophyl that it looked damn-near radioactive. The tree leaves were of a similar disposition. Encircled by gorgeous brown trunks, each easily reaching 30 feet in heigh; they had a 60 foot diameter of clearing to play in. Suddenly, there was a rustle in the path. Shadows had been cast.

Someone was coming to try their luck? Grinning, the young captain drew his blade and held it over his shoulders. Sliding a hand into his robe pocket, he stood patiently, waiting for the new party to get comfortable with his surroundings. "Welcome, friend!"

Joey walked in while leaning over to the left. He walked in on over towards the captain.

"You're recruiting. I hear?"

Joey stepped forth into the clearing, his black hair remaining over his eyes. He flicked his wrists and his horribly concealed Zanakuto came out. The dual Katars that he wielded gleamed in the light.

Grinning, Akihiko Kenpachi bowed. "That I am. Alright... just give me a second.. and... done." A strange symbol appeared on the back of his left hand in a bold, crimson energy. It was the BAN symbol, meaning "Release", and shaped like a swastika. After it disappeared, which only took a moment, Akihiko was completely incased in the energy which also disappeared after a moment.

"There. Now I'm as strong as you are, and cannot exceed that strength. Are you ready?" Grinning, he pointed the curved blade of Katta at him, holding it completely outstretched with one hand. "Bring it on, recruit!"


Limiter Stat Limits

Regular Stats [Bankai Stats]

Physical Condition: 220 [240]
Speed: 210 [230]
Reiryoka: 200 [220]
Reiatsu Damage: 220 [240]
Damage Control: 210 [230[

Joey smiled and ran forward in a haphazard way. It was so inconstant that he seemed to be running in circles. When he finally reached the captain he made is if to strike but instead he jumped back and then forward, this time striking for real.

"Shofu, Katta." Pressing the blade down from the point into the hilt with his palm, Akihito flattened his blade. Pulling back up, a circling tower of brown feathers rose up. Grabbing into the hilt that was found within the colum, Akihiko pulled out Katta by his black hilt. Pointing the squared blade toward his opponent, he simply murmured Richi. Suddenly, an extension of his sword formed, pointing directly at his opponent. Forming from pure reishi concentrated with wind particles, it held the entire strength of his actual zanpakuto, and it formed instantly.

His opponent would have no choice but to change the direction of his movement and back off, thus cancelling his attack, or be impaled with the newly formed blade. As if that wasn't enough, Akihiko began sweeping the blade in great arcs in front of him, the fifteen foot length being mowed down as the captain laughed maniacally. Just what sort of monster was Akihiko Kenpachi?

Joey smiled at his little hallucination, "That won't work, your not even really there!" Joey yelled, he moved a little out of the way and then continued to go forth with his strike. The blade went through his shoulder as he went forth for the attack.

Smirking, Akihiko leaped backwards, grabbing onto his foe's attacking arm. Trying to pull it behind him and whipping on his blade, he attempted to launch his opponent well past him, hoping his sword would sever his arm off at the shoulder as he spun around, like a giant can opener.

"You've got to be a bit more careful than that, you're going to die and we're only training." Of course, Akihiko had no concern with killing recruits. The real world wasn't going to care if you were strong or weak, so it was wrong to train them as if it did. It was do or die, that's it.

Joey saw his arm hit the ground. He looked at and smiled, "Well, it's not like any of this is real." He put his hand on his face rubbing it really quickly storing electricity in his hand. As he was doing so he jumped back.

Akihiko grinned at the arm that went splat as it hit the ground. A large portion of the blade's transluscent, wind blade was stained with blood. "Do I take the other arm next?" Shunpo-ing behind his opponent, Akihiko grabbed behind his only wrist and held it forward, hoping that he could stop him from performing any technique.

Next, he took his sword and ripped it upwards underneath Joey's other arm, hoping to cut that one off as well.

Joey leaped up and got behind the captain before his blade could sever his other arm. His one hand grabbed the back of his head and he yelled "Electric Shock Therapy!" Watching the stored static electricity flow from his hand and into the captains head.