From the void, the martyr returns

"Ooh death..."

A chilled wind bellows across a field of long bladed grass and fresh wheat. There is an eerie silence broken only by the low humming of a mysterious figure that makes his way through this very field. As he slowly strides past, he lazily extends his gloved right hand to kiss the nape of the strains of wheat and grass and as he does, the once lively coloured barely turns coal black before transforming into ash and dust.

"Oooooh Death"

As the fully matured moon shines it's nocturnal light down upon the earth, it manages to capture this figure this, man if you could call him that. He has no face for it is hidden behind a red mask with two contrasting black ovals around the eyes. The rest of his body is also shrouded by a skin tight costume that bares a similar pattern. As this 'man' nears the end of the field , the ground around him begins to crumble. He reaches another person who he has seen from afar in the past,yet knows little about. What a slight of fate that they should meet like this. Of course, this man being who he is isn't quite one to be swayed by something as set in stone as fate. Therefore one begs to ask, is this fate, or something more?


"my name is death and the end is near..."


The costumed man walks up to the man flaring his rieatsu, standing no more than ten feet at his backside.

The masked stranger looks back at the fair skinned man, tilting his head a bit in a small bit of surprise. "Deadpool". After the ancient captain commander broke from his seal, the captain known as 'Hollis Edwards' decided to follow the powerful being in hopes that chaos and disorder would follow wherever this reanimated shinigami traveled. He was only partially right. Yes a bit of bloodshed occurred following the captain commanders return but only as a result of the war that proceeded it. Hollis had seen enough wars to know that a great war between two highly influential factions only means a bit of violence here and there, but nothing that would send the masses running into the streets, killing and plundering their brother just for the hell of it. And so, with that thought the 5th division captain made himself scarce, disappearing from the spiritual realm almost entirely. In his time away, he decided to hone his skills and take up a bit of mercenary work in the human world just for the fun of it, all while planning his next extremely convoluted move towards reaching his secret desire. While doing this mercenary work, he dispatched of many humans for money he does not need, some being as influential as a prime minister and some as unimportant as that guy who plays his car stereo too loud in residential areas. Eventually, people all around the world began holding, 'Death-Pools', gambling on what important figure they thought would die next, not knowing who commits these crimes, only hearing by word of mouth what the assassin wears, a red and black mask. . it became so popular that people eventually started calling the killer 'Deadpool'. Apparently, after all these months, the name still sticks, and Hollis kind of likes the sound of it.


"Deadpool eh..hm, yes i suppose i am. If you know of me then im assuming you require my services right? ooor maybe you're just into gossip, i know i am. oh! have you heard, the Governor of tokyo likes to wear blue womens underwear when he sleeps! what a weirdo right? or maybe it was womens training bras..hmmm....i cant.seem. to remember...anyway, you know me so, who pray-tell are you mr.prettyman?"


Hollis, i mean..Deadpool looks back at the man infront of him waiting for a response while thinking to himself.


~ This man's spiritual pressure..it's quite powerful, so powerful it makes me...dare i say it...hungry...i wonder if there's a chimichanga stand somewhere around here. Chimichangas were made in japan right? or maybe it was mexico..naw that's just stupid. hm, maybe this guy know..~

Deadpool notices the man in front of him slowly but surely becoming more and more frustrated with him but doesn't really pay it any mind. He's kind of used to people being annoyed or frustrated with him considering the way he approaches things. In fact, twice now since 'disappeared' from soul society people have tried to remove his mask and have mouth sown shut.

" Hey guy, you wouldn't happen to know where chimichangas come from would you?"

Before he can even consider what his answer would be , the ticked off man tells the merc with a mouth not to fuck with him thus ending any possible explanation to his question.

"ill take that as a no?"


Deadpool then feels out the spiritual pressure the nameless man sends out and flexes his toes as if he were comfortably feeling the texture of fresh sand on a pristine beach. He likes its presence. He isn't exactly prone to fear or intimidation simply because he sees strong opponents as a great opportunity for mayhem to ensue. The powerful person at his front then unsheathes and strangely licks his sword before pointing it at deadpool himself, scolding him for his question.


"you are what you are? oh , i get it! I ams what i ams, you're popeye the sailor man. hmph,hmph i'm a freakin beast at this game.."


Deadpool then begins to casually pace around , kicking the dirt .


"And yeah, i suppose you do hide it well although, i do have to question, why? Why hide the fact that your different mm? I don't. hahah, i mean don't get me wrong chuck, im no freak like you, im not crazy, but still.."


Deadpool then stops pacing and places his forehead directly in front of the nameless man's blade until it lightly touches it.

"I don't see anything wrong with a little.. chaos now n then.."

Aki was in town, near the woods when she felt the spiritual pressure of two beings, one of a captains level from the Soul Society and the other pressure she was not sure about. "I need to go see what is going on, something does not seem right about this" she thought to herself as she looked around to see no one was around, she used shunpo to take to the skies and head into the forest.

Jumping from tree top to tree top she was looking on the ground for anything out of the ordinary. As she came near to the waters edge she seen two men, one with his Zanpakuto drawn and other man with his forehead on the edge of the blade, unsure as to what it is she should do, she stood ready to fire any kido she has already mastered, which happened to be all the kido she knows. She stood ready to intervene if she needed to and was ready to at any moment.

As deadpool loosely stands with a blade to his forehead, he suddenly senses a faint rieatsu. From what he can tell it is hollow based, possibly even arrancar. However, in the split second that despool picked up on the energy, he dismisses it just as quickly. At the moment the only thing hebis really interested in is the person standing in front of him. Although that's usually how the merge mind works anyway, he focuses on whatever is most present to him, ignoring everything else. He even decides to ignore the second, somewhat hidden spiritual pressure that appears after the first. He takes the prhase "undivided attention " to heart.
As the mercenary stands, he notices his opposite has faded out a bit, as if he is thinking on something or remembering some past event. It only lasts for a short few moments but as the stranger does this deadpool ponders as well.

~i wonder what he's thinking about so hard. Maybe hes just digging my costume, I knew black and red was the way ta go! That one kid the other day said it made me look like spiderman and then his mom had the nerve to agree with em! Hell, if anything I look like that dude deathstroke from the DC comic, but sexier. Oh wellz, at least I got even. That lady wont be talking trash about anyone anymore now that she cant see anything to make fun of..hm, now that I think about it, she probably cant breath anymore either since I stabbed her in the heart. Do people still die from being stabbed. There? ... yep, they do, pretty sure they do. Whoops. Well ya live n ya learn I guess. Speaking of which, what school does that kid go to? I still have to get back at him too. Maybe ill punch him in the eye too, oh! Or pee in his cereal.
Yeah, that'll learn em~



*What Happens Next?*

Deadpools train of thought is suddenly broken when the man without a name scratches his head and asks him about his arrival to the "real world" . The masked assassin tilts his body back to a standing position at hearing this question. He begins to wonder if this man actually knows who he is, who he really is. This is followed almost immediately by him not caring in the very least if he or anyone else for that matter does or not. The fact is, deadpool or, Hollis in this case only his face because of the segregating scaring effects his zanpaktis sjikai has had on his face. If this man this, shinigami really does know who he is, then it means he must be someone quite high on the todempole, or at least used to be. This only makes the game that much more fun.



why did I come to the real world? Well I don't quite know what you mean good sir, I'm always in the real world, are the machinations of the brain not the truest thing a guy can count on? Everythings real to me as long as I want it to be. Unless of course you know something I don't Mr.smarty pants. Tell me, what world are you from that's faker this one?


The strange man the looks away and talks to someone about being in a hurry and deadpool scratches the side of his stomach, sticking his hand inside his trench coat to do so for a brief second. A subtle clicking sound sounds out.








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Aki was not sure as to what was going on, she was hearing the exchange between the two men and she watched as nothing was going down, however in the years that she has been with the Soul Society she knew that there was always something that was going to happen ans she knew that she would have to react fast in order to save anyone and prevent any full out war between this strange man and a soul reaper.

Aki watched as both of the men pondered off for a moment and then she watched as the man who she heard being called dead pool, reached into his jacket and let off a click noise. She decided that she was going to get in closer to get a better lesson on the conversation. She used her shunpo to get closed to everyone else, so she would not be left out of any detail. She continued to stand ready to intervene should anything get more out of hand.