Fighting the Memories [Closed Shich/Djay]

The smoke from his cigarette rolled up into his nostrils as Raum passed along the empty streets at night. Often he would find himself walking downtown attempting to recollect himself. There were always patients waiting from him, but he had picked up another scent tonight. A scent that would lead him to a slow corruption of the Human World. These black-robed "shinigami" fought the same creatures, but Raum had felt that they began to slack especially in Karakura. Every night Raum had picked up the stench of one of them, people leaking into his office with weird injuries. Sure, he wasn't a detective, but Raum would figure it out with his own stubborn determination.

Stairs suddenly lifted his body upwards, starting the climb up a small emergency fire escape on the back of a building. Raum tossed the cigarette butt off the roof and dusted himself off as he walked over to the edge of the rooftop he stood upon. The city was vast, night lights crowding the ground around him. A whiff of the industrial factories mixed with the crowds of people made way into his senses, masking the evil presence.

It didn't really need to be pointed out, as the large Meno stood before him gazing over the city. People walked through it as if nothing was happening, but Raum could see it clearly in the darkness. It's white face blankly staring down amongst the people, poised to strike. This was going to prove difficult...Raum would have to take it out in one strike to prevent damage, else distract it from the state it was in. Among the pressure, Raum's face still kept cool showing no fear. But time was slowly disappearing from his clock.

Sprinkled on the bones of the beast! Sharp tower, red crystal, steel ring. Move and become the wind, stop and become the calm. The sound of warring spears fills the empty castle! the voice echoed from the darkness. Dante had been following this Menos as it laid waste to the city below. Of course, he shouldve stopped it sooner. But something very peculiar caught his eyes, or more accurately SOMEONE very familiar. Someone that Dante KNEW to be dead, as he was now the Captain of this man's division. It was almost unthinkable, un....IMPOSSIBLE! Men dont just come back from the dead. Once a soul dies it remains dead. But this was no mistake. This man looked just like his old Captain. Hado 63: Raikōhō the giant arc of lightning shot at the Menos Grande and impacted with an explosion that was sure to erase the infernal thing from existence. Wretched creatures, hollows the slimy voice came again, only this time it became louder and louder as it came closer towards Raum. Dante appraoched his old, undead, Captain. Zeke was nearby, he knew he was. As such he couldnt do anything too brash when facing this man. Much like yourself, Raum. his voice became more and more strained, aggravated. A soul that just cant stay dead!

"Calm down Dante!"

a Captains uniform and a strong essence of power emerged behind Dante, and it was none other then Zeke Osakawa. he came until he was right behind Dante, glaring at what he thought was a ghost. he could understand why Dante felt so disgusted and angry, but to Zeke this seemed like a gift from heaven, a friend that he thought he had lost in The Great War. Zeke's looks had changed since he last saw Raum, entirely. only his voice seemed familiar. he patted Dante on the shoulder and merely said, "good job taking the hollow down, but ill personally take you down with just as much ease if you harm an innocent being." though he said it not with anger, but with awe. he still was shocked to see the man. "Raum....is that you, its Zeke Osakawa, your friend."

OOC: sorry for the half assed post

The Meno stood in front of him solemnly, still glaring into nothingness as if it had found something out. A sudden realization. But with that thought, the situation was immediately stopped. Watching a large explosion hit the side of the Meno, it screeched in realization of its death and disappeared. Raum looked now at the empty city and raised an eyebrow Who could that possibly be? Shinigami? a head swiveled behind him, a young man walking up to him addressed him as his real name. It was a shinigami, so Raum wouldn't have figured it was a previous patient of his. Silence passed in the air, interrupted again.

"Raum....is that you, its Zeke Osakawa, your friend."

Can't stay dead...Friend? What were all of these comments and where were they coming from? Was Raum hit on the head so recently he couldn't remember his own past? The situation was all a blur...but Raum could feel something. He recognized the reiatsu in the area, and better yet he had seen these people before on a second glance. They had been in his dreams...and in his nightmares. A confused look overtook his expressions as he fully turned to them, hands in his lab coat pockets.


I'm sorry...Do I know you?

OoC: Ah, really quick. I look like Raum, ten years older with of course, some wardrobe changes.

Dante shrugged off Zeke's hand, his threats were as empty as his sense of of pride. HA! Innocent. Raum is all but innocent, Captain Commander. Dante couldnt help but think of what a fool the Captain Commander was. If Dante wanted to harm Raum he wouldve tried to do so already. Did he look like the kinda guy who took his time to kill his prey? Get a pair of glasses, moron! He did have plans to battle this man, in due time. But right now, when he owned everything this man used to hold dear, he was just fine and dandy. Raum then spoke, acting as if he didnt know them. Was this Raum? Granted he looked a bit older, dressed different, but it was no mistake. Besides, there's no joy in killing a man who doesnt even remember me! The irony would be lost to him......sir he finished his sentence with the honorific, much to his own dismay. Calling anyone "sir" pissed him off. He never even referred to Raum as "sir" or "Captain" when he worked under him. Guess you could say thats where he had it lucky. His Captain didnt give a fuck what Dante did or said, as long he did stayed the fuck away from his lab. That was Dante's privileged now, though. In a manner of speaking, of course, Captain. I wouldnt dare attack an...."innocent". he played it off like a fuckin champ. Even though his pretending was obvious to himself, he was quite skilled in pulling the wool over anothers eyes.

Just because Dante had to bend towards Raum and see him as a higher up apparently meant that he was anything but innocent. Zeke merely sighed, thinking that the thought of judging pure and evil in this man had a long way to go, if he were to ever think about having him take his place. Honestly he was partially sure the man would be so in love with the lab that Raum once owned that he would most likely refuse the chance to take his place anyway. Honestly, he wasn't sure that he could see any promise in Dante beyond the fact that he enjoyed hacking things open and examining what interesting things filled his dissected pinata. "well.....you are right in terms of his memory loss. It Pains me to view Raum in this state, aging without any idea what he was before. Though im sure your satisfied with that are you not, Dante? If he remembered, it could result in you loosing your favorite playground." he then heard of Dante not attacking an innocent, which is probably true, the man was a vulture anyway. he didn't do the killing per say, merely scavenged after the carnage took place.

His focus was then again on Raum, "you used to my friend, but it seems that your mind is else where." he turned to dante, " to somehow spark the memory of someone whom has lost theres, one would do what in order to do so?" he asked calmly.