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Sorry I've locked commenting for the simple fact because of the foe in this story. I base him off a douchebag admin from Sofurry who screwed out of art, accused me of stealing and refused to respond to a single email of mind. I wont put a drawn out thing but to say I have just reasons and wont change the name used for ANY reason. ", "writing": "\tDarick sleeps in his cave and soon enters his dreams. He stands in the middle of the large gym the warriors used for training. The floors and walls of the gym where for the most part padded. Above looking down on the training gym is a box with a chairs people can sit to watch the warriors train. The warriors also use to train the children who would join them in protecting the village. Mostly the young where trained to fight the scattered cat tribes of the valley that would attempt to raid the village. Even before the Darkfangs came the village could fend off the cat tribes with ease. This was not really the training gym, Darick knew it. He could feel something gathering, something familiar but he felt no intentions from this to harm him. It slowly gathers before him, a white mist gathering into a form as tall as him. A body forms; arms with hands and fingers, legs with shoes covering the feet that look like. It slowly takes shape and to Darick's shock the creature is almost a mirror image of himself, wearing the same clothes as him. The only thing off, this creature's fur and skin is marble white. It's eyes open to look at Darick and they are almost on fire with a demonic yellow.\n\n“Yo, landlord.” The creature says smiling. “Hows it hanging?”\n\n“I've seen you before, I know it.” Darick says.\n\n“Indeed you have.” The creature says. “We've shared many dreams together you and I. I'm basically like those creatures that destroyed our village but unlike them for some reason I feel content seeing the world thought your eyes and coming out to protect you as needed I've been here since the day your mother died, you could say I was born the day she died but that's not what I want to talk about. You know as well as I you are the last of your village and running from the Darkfangs wasn't a smart thing to do.”\n\n“I know but why does it matter to you if your like them?” Darick asked.\n\n“I care about you even if I've got no idea why.” The creature said. “I possessed you so I could fight them back and keep you alive but well the leader was far to strong. All I could hope to do was distract him. All of this doesn't matter, you need to be willing to do as I say or I can't use all my powers to protect you and you can't learn to use what I offer later on.”\n\n“This is just a dream.” Darick says. “I has to be a dream.”\n\n“Nope, not a dream Darick.” The creature says. “You have to listen to me, you need to first off not lose your father's sword, it's a special weapon.”\n\n“What?” Darick asks. “Why's it so special?”\n\n“That sword is called a Asauchi.” The creature says. “It means Shallow Hit. It's a nameless Zanpakuto your people had handed to some of the families of your village. This Asauchi is the last one your people possess and it will react to you because you have the powers in you to make it react. You are a soul reaper, you need the Darkfangs to remain in a living state. If you're not under the teachings of the Darkfangs when your powers come out fully the soul society will insist you come with them and you'll be forced to die becoming a spirit.”\n\nDarick awakens to the sight of cats standing over him. Laughter comes from one who looks like the chief of this cat tribe.\n\n“What do we have here?” The chief chuckles. “Looks like those hollows left me a treat.”\n\nOne of the cats starts rummaging through Darick's bag and pulls out the plasma pistol.\n\n“Lord Zecof!” The cat cries. “He has one of the weapons of the wolves.”\n\nThe cat quickly holds out the weapon to Zecof who takes it. He glares at Darick hatefully.\n\n“I demand to know where did you get this mouse?” Zecof hisses. “Tell me NOW!”\n\n“It was my father's.” Darick says. “The Darkfangs gave my people weapons and other technology for a trade of crops.”\n\n“The accursed wolves don't give such weapons to anyone.” Zecof roars. “This weapon, I've seen it work before. A wolf used it on my wife and she took many moons to die. She remained alive in agony as her body slowly melted away.”\n\n“The Darkfangs would never do that to any living soul.” Darick cries.”\n\n“Wolves used weapons like this to destroy my youngest son before my eyes!” Zecof roars again as he picks up Darick and throws him to another cat. “Tie him. Gather his stuff and bring it back to the village. He'll be the next sacrifice to the Divine Mother! We'll kill him on the alter before her tower and beg her most holy son, the chosen one to strike down the wolves with his wrath.”\n\n“Divine Mother!” Darick cries. “You can't mean!”\n\nBefore Darick could speak another word pain roars in the back of his head and seconds later everything goes black as he loses all consciousness. Zecof picks up the mouse boy's sword by the sheath and looks it over.\n\n“Interesting and unexpected, this boy carries an Asauchi.” Zecof says as he grips the hilt to draw it. All of a sudden the sword starts to shock him causing him to let out a scream and drop the blade. “What the hell? It shocked me? Wrap it up and take it with us. It can be up in with all the other things we can't or wont use.”\n\nDarick opens his eyes to see the gym he trained in once again but this time the floors, walls, even the ceiling are covered with ice and snow. A little snow starts falling as a wind blows through the gym. Darick looks around for marble white mirror image.\n\n“Hey!” Darick yells. “HEY! Are you here? Where are you.”\n\n“No.” A low voice comes from behind Darick causing him to jump and turn at the same time. “He's not, I am.”\n\nDarick looks at this new entity startled and not knowing how to react. The entity is a tall white fox wearing white jeans and a white t-shirt with a white trench coat draped over his shoulders like a cloak.\n\n“W who are you?” Darick asks fearfully.\n\n“What?!” The white fox says as he glares at Darick. “What do you mean who am I? It's me...” All Darick can hear is static. “I see, you can't hear it still.”\n\n“What?” Darick asks looking confused.\n\n“How many times must I call to you before you can hear me?” The fox asks. “Are you going to let your fear control you forever?”\n\nNext to the white fox Darick's marble white mirror image appears shaking his head.\n\n“You need to set aside you fears Darick.” The mirror creature says. “I can only do so much possessing you. Without him we're powerless and if you can't call on him out there I can't either. Those cats are going to sacrifice you and nether of use stand a chance against him as we stand.”\n\n“Enough!” The white fox says. “He must figure it out on his own.” The white fox's eyes narrow. “The cats will awaken him...”\n\nDarick awakens in a cage made of wooden bars. A cat stands over him smirking. The cat raises his hand and backhands Darick across the face.\n\n“Your people have defiled our valley long enough kid!” The cat says. “Soon, you'll be sacrificed and the mother will look on us with favor once again.”\n\nDarick lays there on the floor of the cage as the cat walks out slamming the cage door. The cat turns locking the door and walks away. Darick slowly sits up and looks around. The young mouse sees his cage is in a cluster of cages under a tribal made shelter with no walls. The cages seem to be a little ways away from the cat's camp. Darick gets up and walks to the cage's door looking at the lock.\n\n“What that?!” Darick cries. “This lock is garbage!” The mouse boy twists the lock and it breaks into splinters. “\n\nIn the back of his mind he hears the laugh of his mirror image, it's voice rings through his head.\n\n“Don't be absurd!” His mirror image rang through Darick's mind. “It may look wooden on the outside but that was a covering to match the decor, you're tapping into your powers. HURRY! You must recover the blade!”\n\nDarick shakes his head and sighs.\n\n“Can't have a single moment of glory in madness can I?” Darick cries as he moves on.\n\nIn the distance Darick could see the whole village from the vantage point of the hill where the cages sit. The village itself is surrounded by tall wooden walls, oak since the valley has small forests of mostly oak. The center of the tribe's village, a giant fire blazes with cats dancing around it, around the center where the cats dance seem surrounded by some kind of structure. As Darick creeps closer he sees the structure surrounding the village center is a grand two story house with a balcony going around the village center. On the balcony just outside the house a large throne like chair sits and in front of it a ramp covered by a red carpet goes down. The chef cat himself sits Again Darick's mirror image speaks and his voice rings through the young mouse's mind. \n\n“Dear gods!” The mirror image cries in Darick's head. “This guy is a real piece of work. I wonder if the tribe pays tribute to him by sucking him off as he sits there watching the party.”\n\n“UGH!” Darick whispers. “I didn't need that image floating around in my head right now. Shut up and let me find my sword.”\n\nDarick creeps down to the building and to his surprise sees no guards, it seems everyone is involved in this party around the fire. The smell of rotten fish and filth comes from the party area making Darick almost throw up. The mouse watches in utter disgust as two of the cats laying on a blanket near the fire finish eating cans of tuna fish and toss them aside. He shakes his head and moves on going into the building. Walking in Darick finds weapons laying all around almost like a treasure hoard and sitting on top of a pile as if tossed there was his sword. He picks it up and something he's never felt courses through him, something powerful. Stunned for a moment surprised by this new feeling he shakes it off knowing he hasn't the time to waste. Seeing on another weapon, a large jade ax a silk belt with a belt buckle made of assorted jewels he takes this and uses it to loop his sword sheath to his hip. Figuring no one seems to have noticed him he walks out the way he came and starts creeping through the village looking for the front gate.\n\nNot even a few feet away from the the village center a voice rings out speaking in a strange language. A wall of fire raises up blacking his path. Darick turns to face the voice seeing Zecof.\n\n“The sacrifice can't leave before the big moment!” Zecof says snapping his fingers causing the fire wall to die out. “Toumal! Take him!”\n\nAll of a sudden from a giant black tail fin comes crashing down barely missing the young mouse as he flips out of the way. Darick faces his attacker to see the most horrid sight he's ever seen in his young life, an overweight orca with a long, fat tail fin wearing the tribal clothes of the cats. On his side a large broadsword hands sheathed. The tail fin comes crashing down again as Darick flash steps away from it just barely. The large creature draws the large broadsword.\n\n“Unveil, Chikyushirudo.” Toumal says.\n\nThe broadsword glows and slowly changes into a giant macuahuitl (A giant club shaped like a sword) Just as the large orca swings his weapon Darick has his sword drawn to block the blow but with all the orca's weight behind the swing the force send Darick flying back into the dirt. Again and again the orca swings his weapon which Darick blacks only to be knocked back by the force of the blow. \n\n“What the hell is wrong with me?” Darick thinks. “I'm such a failure, weak and pathetic!”\n\nJust as the orca raises his weapon for the final blow everything seems to freeze for Darick. \n\n“Yes.” A voice says. “All three of those are you.”\n\nA figure slowly walks up, it's the tall white fox wearing white jeans and a white t-shirt with a white trench coat draped over his shoulders like a cloak. Darick couldn't believe what he was seeing, the fox looks from the orca seemingly frozen in time than to the young mouse.\n\n“What are you doing!?” The fox demands. “Why have you not called on me? You're only letting fear close your ears. Stop this stupidity, stop playing around and finish this fat piece of trash! Unleash my powers, freeze all things in your path!”\n\n“I..I know you!” Darick says. “You've always been there, with him!”\n\nEverything blurs for just a moment and the white fox disappears.\n\n“What are you babbling about rat?!” Toumal says. “Doesn't matter, you'll be a stain in the dirt!”\n\nThe club comes crashing down.\n\n“I'm not a rat!” Darick cries. “Freeze all things in your path, Korinoburando!”\n\nA shield of ice comes up over him and the large orca's club strikes it bouncing off. Darick's spiritual pressure rises, Toumal backs up only to find it hard to move under the weight of Darick's powers\n\n“What the hell?!” Toumal cries. “It's not possible! How can you go from almost nothing to this?!”\n\nThe end of a staff crashes through the ice shield and into the orca's chest, Darick's sword had changed into a long bo staff. A small sheet of ice forms over the place the staff struck as Toumal staggers back holding his chest in agony. Darick stands there looking at the orca as he swings and twirls his staff. A coldness gathers around Darick as snow swirls and falls around him. The young mouse moves in and strikes the large orca with quick movements of his staff. Each strike leaving patches of ice on the orca's body. The orca sits on his knees glaring up at the young mouse standing boldly before him. Zecof glares down at this full of rage. A bolt of lightning strikes Darick, he drops to his knees screaming in agony as he's electrocuted. The orca smirks and laughs.\n\n“Must I d everything for myself Toumal?!” Zecof screams. “Finish him, NOW!”\n\nToumal raises his giant club over his head and brings it down at Darick.\n\n“This is the end.” Darick thinks to himself. “I'll join my family in death.”\n\nAll of a sudden Darick sees blackness all around him and hears the voice of his mirror image.\n\n“All this power and a lowly cat strikes you down with lightning, pathetic!” The mirror Darick cries.\n\nToumal sees Darick's arm rise and block the club with his fist.\n\n“What the hell?!” Toumal cries. “With his bare hand?”\n\nThe voice of the possessed comes from Darick as his mirror images speaks for him.\n\n“What's the matter fatling?” Mirror Darick asks. “Is it so hard to comprehend that he's more powerful than you'll ever be?”\n\nDarick's head slowly looks up, to Toumal's horror the young mouse's are jet black and lifeless. The orca watches as the mask of the hollow slowly forms over Darick's face.\n\n“Y..You're a hollow?!” Toumal cries. “N..No, a Visored!”\n\n“He can't use my powers yet.” Mirror Darick says. “I on the other hand can use my powers.” Darick's body disappears and Toumal is struck in the back. A sheet of ice covers the orca's back. “I can use his powers too fatling!”\n\nThe fear rises up in Toumal as Darick's spiritual Pressure rises even more and he realizes what's going on.\n\n“Y..You're his inner hollow!” Toumal cries. “You possessed him because you knew he was going to lose because of that lightning bolt!”\n\nDarick's body with his mirror image in control swings around the staff one more time and slams the end of it into Toumal's chest. A thick shard of ice stabs through Toumal's back. Blood pours from both sides of the wound as the orca staggers back putting both hands over the chest side of the wound.\n\n“Does that really matter now?” Mirror Darick asks as he raises his hand pointing one finger at the orca. A cero charges. “I'd let you bleed out but I can't risk the cat healing you.”\n\nWith the sound of a boom Darick's body Sonidos (high speed move) back and releases the cero. It blasts though the orca's chest and his massive form drops causing the ground to shake for miles from because of how fat the orca's corpse is. Darick's body turns to the cat chef.\n\n“Well?” Mirror Darick asks. “You going to order your tribe to take me too or are you done cat? I crushed your fatling champion and I could obliterate this entire village with a single cero.” \n\nBefore Zecof a thick beam of light surrounds Darick's body binding him. Behind him that same large demonic looking wolf appears, the alpha of the Darkfang wolf pack Markus. He takes some devise from his coat pressing it to Darick's neck and the young mouse falls limp.\n\n“WOLF!” Zecof hisses clearly in rage.\n\n“I trust you don't mind me taking him away before he destroys your village?” Markus asks. “Or should I reawaken him and leave him here to finish you off?”\n\nZecof glares at Markus hatefully and grins.\n\n“Take the little brat!” Zecof sneers. “Take the creature with my blessing. He killed Toumal anyways and not like any of my villagers could stop you. May he kill your people as well.”\n\n“Very well.” Markus chuckles. “I leave you the whole valley, if you or your tribe cause trouble outside the mountains around this valley and we'll consider it an act of war!”\n\nWith that Markus puts Darick over his shoulder and disappears in a flash step leaving Zecof to deal with Toumal's corpse.\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "\tDarick sleeps in his cave and soon enters his dreams. He stands in the middle of the large gym the warriors used for training. The floors and walls of the gym where for the most part padded. Above looking down on the training gym is a box with a chairs people can sit to watch the warriors train. The warriors also use to train the children who would join them in protecting the village. Mostly the young where trained to fight the scattered cat tribes of the valley that would attempt to raid the village. Even before the Darkfangs came the village could fend off the cat tribes with ease. This was not really the training gym, Darick knew it. He could feel something gathering, something familiar but he felt no intentions from this to harm him. It slowly gathers before him, a white mist gathering into a form as tall as him. A body forms; arms with hands and fingers, legs with shoes covering the feet that look like. It slowly takes shape and to Darick's shock the creature is almost a mirror image of himself, wearing the same clothes as him. The only thing off, this creature's fur and skin is marble white. It's eyes open to look at Darick and they are almost on fire with a demonic yellow.

“Yo, landlord.” The creature says smiling. “Hows it hanging?”

“I've seen you before, I know it.” Darick says.

“Indeed you have.” The creature says. “We've shared many dreams together you and I. I'm basically like those creatures that destroyed our village but unlike them for some reason I feel content seeing the world thought your eyes and coming out to protect you as needed I've been here since the day your mother died, you could say I was born the day she died but that's not what I want to talk about. You know as well as I you are the last of your village and running from the Darkfangs wasn't a smart thing to do.”

“I know but why does it matter to you if your like them?” Darick asked.

“I care about you even if I've got no idea why.” The creature said. “I possessed you so I could fight them back and keep you alive but well the leader was far to strong. All I could hope to do was distract him. All of this doesn't matter, you need to be willing to do as I say or I can't use all my powers to protect you and you can't learn to use what I offer later on.”

“This is just a dream.” Darick says. “I has to be a dream.”

“Nope, not a dream Darick.” The creature says. “You have to listen to me, you need to first off not lose your father's sword, it's a special weapon.”

“What?” Darick asks. “Why's it so special?”

“That sword is called a Asauchi.” The creature says. “It means Shallow Hit. It's a nameless Zanpakuto your people had handed to some of the families of your village. This Asauchi is the last one your people possess and it will react to you because you have the powers in you to make it react. You are a soul reaper, you need the Darkfangs to remain in a living state. If you're not under the teachings of the Darkfangs when your powers come out fully the soul society will insist you come with them and you'll be forced to die becoming a spirit.”

Darick awakens to the sight of cats standing over him. Laughter comes from one who looks like the chief of this cat tribe.

“What do we have here?” The chief chuckles. “Looks like those hollows left me a treat.”

One of the cats starts rummaging through Darick's bag and pulls out the plasma pistol.

“Lord Zecof!” The cat cries. “He has one of the weapons of the wolves.”

The cat quickly holds out the weapon to Zecof who takes it. He glares at Darick hatefully.

“I demand to know where did you get this mouse?” Zecof hisses. “Tell me NOW!”

“It was my father's.” Darick says. “The Darkfangs gave my people weapons and other technology for a trade of crops.”

“The accursed wolves don't give such weapons to anyone.” Zecof roars. “This weapon, I've seen it work before. A wolf used it on my wife and she took many moons to die. She remained alive in agony as her body slowly melted away.”

“The Darkfangs would never do that to any living soul.” Darick cries.”

“Wolves used weapons like this to destroy my youngest son before my eyes!” Zecof roars again as he picks up Darick and throws him to another cat. “Tie him. Gather his stuff and bring it back to the village. He'll be the next sacrifice to the Divine Mother! We'll kill him on the alter before her tower and beg her most holy son, the chosen one to strike down the wolves with his wrath.”

“Divine Mother!” Darick cries. “You can't mean!”

Before Darick could speak another word pain roars in the back of his head and seconds later everything goes black as he loses all consciousness. Zecof picks up the mouse boy's sword by the sheath and looks it over.

“Interesting and unexpected, this boy carries an Asauchi.” Zecof says as he grips the hilt to draw it. All of a sudden the sword starts to shock him causing him to let out a scream and drop the blade. “What the hell? It shocked me? Wrap it up and take it with us. It can be up in with all the other things we can't or wont use.”

Darick opens his eyes to see the gym he trained in once again but this time the floors, walls, even the ceiling are covered with ice and snow. A little snow starts falling as a wind blows through the gym. Darick looks around for marble white mirror image.

“Hey!” Darick yells. “HEY! Are you here? Where are you.”

“No.” A low voice comes from behind Darick causing him to jump and turn at the same time. “He's not, I am.”

Darick looks at this new entity startled and not knowing how to react. The entity is a tall white fox wearing white jeans and a white t-shirt with a white trench coat draped over his shoulders like a cloak.

“W who are you?” Darick asks fearfully.

“What?!” The white fox says as he glares at Darick. “What do you mean who am I? It's me...” All Darick can hear is static. “I see, you can't hear it still.”

“What?” Darick asks looking confused.

“How many times must I call to you before you can hear me?” The fox asks. “Are you going to let your fear control you forever?”

Next to the white fox Darick's marble white mirror image appears shaking his head.

“You need to set aside you fears Darick.” The mirror creature says. “I can only do so much possessing you. Without him we're powerless and if you can't call on him out there I can't either. Those cats are going to sacrifice you and nether of use stand a chance against him as we stand.”

“Enough!” The white fox says. “He must figure it out on his own.” The white fox's eyes narrow. “The cats will awaken him...”

Darick awakens in a cage made of wooden bars. A cat stands over him smirking. The cat raises his hand and backhands Darick across the face.

“Your people have defiled our valley long enough kid!” The cat says. “Soon, you'll be sacrificed and the mother will look on us with favor once again.”

Darick lays there on the floor of the cage as the cat walks out slamming the cage door. The cat turns locking the door and walks away. Darick slowly sits up and looks around. The young mouse sees his cage is in a cluster of cages under a tribal made shelter with no walls. The cages seem to be a little ways away from the cat's camp. Darick gets up and walks to the cage's door looking at the lock.

“What that?!” Darick cries. “This lock is garbage!” The mouse boy twists the lock and it breaks into splinters. “

In the back of his mind he hears the laugh of his mirror image, it's voice rings through his head.

“Don't be absurd!” His mirror image rang through Darick's mind. “It may look wooden on the outside but that was a covering to match the decor, you're tapping into your powers. HURRY! You must recover the blade!”

Darick shakes his head and sighs.

“Can't have a single moment of glory in madness can I?” Darick cries as he moves on.

In the distance Darick could see the whole village from the vantage point of the hill where the cages sit. The village itself is surrounded by tall wooden walls, oak since the valley has small forests of mostly oak. The center of the tribe's village, a giant fire blazes with cats dancing around it, around the center where the cats dance seem surrounded by some kind of structure.  As Darick creeps closer he sees the structure surrounding the village center is a grand two story house with a balcony going around the village center. On the balcony just outside the house a large throne like chair sits and in front of it a ramp covered by a red carpet goes down. The chef cat himself sits  Again Darick's mirror image speaks and his voice rings through the young mouse's mind.

“Dear gods!” The mirror image cries in Darick's head. “This guy is a real piece of work. I wonder if the tribe pays tribute to him by sucking him off as he sits there watching the party.”

“UGH!” Darick whispers. “I didn't need that image floating around in my head right now. Shut up and let me find my sword.”

Darick creeps down to the building and to his surprise sees no guards, it seems everyone is involved in this party around the fire. The smell of rotten fish and filth comes from the party area making Darick almost throw up. The mouse watches in utter disgust as two of the cats laying on a blanket near the fire finish eating cans of tuna fish and toss them aside. He shakes his head and moves on going into the building. Walking  in Darick finds weapons laying all around almost like a treasure hoard and sitting on top of a pile as if tossed there was his sword. He picks it up and something he's never felt courses through him, something powerful. Stunned for a moment surprised by this new feeling he shakes it off knowing he hasn't the time to waste. Seeing on another weapon, a large jade ax a silk belt with a belt buckle made of assorted jewels he takes this and uses it to loop his sword sheath to his hip. Figuring no one seems to have noticed him he walks out the way he came and starts creeping through the village looking for the front gate.

Not even a few feet away from the the village center a voice rings out speaking in a strange language. A wall of fire raises up blacking his path. Darick turns to face the voice seeing  Zecof.

“The sacrifice can't leave before the big moment!” Zecof says snapping his fingers causing the fire wall to die out. “Toumal! Take him!”

All of a sudden from a giant black tail fin comes crashing down barely missing the young mouse as he flips out of the way. Darick faces his attacker to see the most horrid sight he's ever seen in his young life, an overweight orca with a long, fat tail fin wearing the tribal clothes of the cats. On  his side a large broadsword hands sheathed. The tail fin comes crashing down again as Darick flash steps away from it just barely. The large creature draws the large broadsword.

“Unveil, Chikyushirudo.” Toumal says.

The broadsword glows and slowly changes into a giant macuahuitl (A giant club shaped like a sword) Just as the large orca swings his weapon Darick has his sword drawn to block the blow but with all the orca's weight behind the swing the force send Darick flying back into the dirt. Again and again the orca swings his weapon which Darick blacks only to be knocked back by the force of the blow.

“What the hell is wrong with me?” Darick thinks. “I'm such a failure, weak and pathetic!”

Just as the orca raises his weapon for the final blow everything seems to freeze for Darick.

“Yes.” A voice says. “All three of those are you.”

A figure slowly walks up, it's the tall white fox wearing white jeans and a white t-shirt with a white trench coat draped over his shoulders like a cloak. Darick couldn't believe what he was seeing, the fox looks from the orca seemingly frozen in time than to the young mouse.

“What are you doing!?” The fox demands. “Why have you not called on me? You're only letting fear close your ears. Stop this stupidity, stop playing around and finish this fat piece of trash! Unleash my powers, freeze all things in your path!”

“I..I know you!” Darick says. “You've always been there, with him!”

Everything blurs for just a moment and the white fox disappears.

“What are you babbling about rat?!” Toumal says. “Doesn't matter, you'll be a stain in the dirt!”

The club comes crashing down.

“I'm not a rat!” Darick cries. “Freeze all things in your path, Korinoburando!”

A shield of ice comes up over him and the large orca's club strikes it bouncing off. Darick's spiritual pressure rises, Toumal backs up only to find it hard to move under the weight of Darick's powers

“What the hell?!” Toumal cries. “It's not possible! How can you go from almost nothing to this?!”

The end of a staff crashes through the ice shield and into the orca's chest, Darick's sword had changed into a long bo staff. A small sheet of ice forms over the place the staff struck as Toumal staggers back holding his chest in agony. Darick stands there looking at the orca as he swings and twirls his staff. A coldness gathers around Darick as snow swirls and falls around him. The young mouse moves in and strikes the large orca with quick movements of his staff. Each strike leaving patches of ice on the orca's body. The orca sits on his knees glaring up at the young mouse standing boldly before him. Zecof glares down at this full of rage. A bolt of lightning strikes Darick, he drops to his knees screaming in agony as he's electrocuted.  The orca smirks and laughs.

“Must I d everything for myself Toumal?!” Zecof screams. “Finish him, NOW!”

Toumal raises his giant club over his head and brings it down at Darick.

“This is the end.” Darick thinks to himself. “I'll join my family in death.”

All of a sudden Darick sees blackness all around him and hears the voice of his mirror image.

“All this power and a lowly cat strikes you down with lightning, pathetic!” The mirror Darick cries.

Toumal sees Darick's arm rise and block the club with his fist.

“What the hell?!” Toumal cries. “With his bare hand?”

The voice of the possessed comes from Darick as his mirror images speaks for him.

“What's the matter fatling?” Mirror Darick asks. “Is it so hard to comprehend that he's more powerful than you'll ever be?”

Darick's head slowly looks up, to Toumal's horror the young mouse's are jet black and lifeless. The orca watches as the mask of the hollow slowly forms over Darick's face.

“Y..You're a hollow?!” Toumal cries. “N..No, a Visored!”

“He can't use my powers yet.” Mirror Darick says. “I on the other hand can use my powers.” Darick's body disappears and Toumal is struck in the back. A sheet of ice covers the orca's back. “I can use his powers too fatling!”

The fear rises up in Toumal as Darick's spiritual Pressure rises even more and he realizes what's going on.

“Y..You're his inner hollow!” Toumal cries. “You possessed him because you knew he was going to lose because of that lightning bolt!”

Darick's body with his mirror image in control swings around the staff one more time and slams the end of it into Toumal's chest. A thick shard of ice stabs through Toumal's back. Blood pours from both sides of the wound as the orca staggers back putting both hands over the chest side of the wound.

“Does that really matter now?” Mirror Darick asks as he raises his hand pointing one finger at the orca. A cero charges. “I'd let you bleed out but I can't risk the cat healing you.”

With the sound of a boom Darick's body Sonidos (high speed move) back and releases the cero. It blasts though the orca's chest and his massive form drops causing the ground to shake for miles from because of how fat the orca's corpse is. Darick's body turns to the cat chef.

“Well?” Mirror Darick asks. “You going to order your tribe to take me too or are you done cat? I crushed your fatling champion and I could obliterate this entire village with a single cero.”

Before Zecof a thick beam of light surrounds Darick's body binding him. Behind him that same  large demonic looking wolf appears, the alpha of the Darkfang wolf pack Markus. He takes some devise from his coat pressing it to Darick's neck and the young mouse falls limp.

“WOLF!” Zecof hisses clearly in rage.

“I trust you don't mind me taking him away before he destroys your village?” Markus asks. “Or should I reawaken him and leave him here to finish you off?”

Zecof glares at Markus hatefully and grins.

“Take the little brat!” Zecof sneers. “Take the creature with my blessing. He killed Toumal anyways and not like any of my villagers could stop you. May he kill your people as well.”

“Very well.” Markus chuckles. “I leave you the whole valley, if you or your tribe cause trouble outside the mountains around this valley and we'll consider it an act of war!”

With that Markus puts Darick over his shoulder and disappears in a flash step leaving Zecof to deal with Toumal's corpse.

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