Teller has made me pass from an annoyed state, to a furious state, and now to a confused state. He asks if I think my blade can go through his powerful cat. I dare say I do not think so, I know so. His lack of sword, though, won't save him, as I hold him up with my Psychokinesis, and perform what Teller tried to do with my queen: I split the accursed cat, cell by cell, but I am not satisfied, as I know Teller will find some shenanigan to show how that cat is more powerful than me. With this in mind, I show him just how terrifying my power is, by now dividing the cat's cells into atoms, and then splitting said atoms in millions of subatomic shards. This last process, of course, produces a devastating explosion, several times bigger than one of an atomic bomb, yet before it can even flash, I absorb it into my being.

Now, I start to wonder if the spammoids are the biggest challenge, or expecting Teller to be any powerful by himself is, as I really cannot fathom how a pitiful being that sends weak little creatures to attack the King of the Hill can be any powerful at all. I yawn, but I am brimming with energy: I cannot stay still for any longer, as I do a practice swing with my blade. But of course, I overdo it, and the shockwave it creates desintegrates the poor spammoids into nothing. "Oh darn, there goes my fun I guess" I retort, as I slowly approach Teller. "Wield a sword! Nevermind, pick any weapon of your choice, and my Zanpakutou shall crush it along with your skull!" I shout at Teller, who stands there, doing absolutely nothing but glare at me, finally understanding that my power is without rival.

... imma fish.

And you taste good when fried, yes. But I really preffer you grilled.

"Only cowards use a gun" I say, as I cut Shelton's gun in half before it can end patric's life. "He has my soul" Shelton mumbles, as he tries to rab hold of my sword by the blade, which only obtains him a cut on his fingers. Now this is amusing! The one who claimed to take souls has had his own soul taken. It is funny, considering I tricked him into taking a fake soul for mine, and now a single mortal is able to take his own soul from him. So funny, indeed, that it causes me to laugh, as now the said mortal lies, unconscieous at my feet. I do not hesitate: I stab the man through the heart, and pour my energy into it, enough to keep him alive even if his body were to be blown to bits.

Still, he could not handle such spiritual energy unharmed, as his own soul resonated with my power. His eyes were wide open, his ears gasped for any sound, yet neither was able to sense a single thing: yet I could hear his heart beating ever faster. I retire my Zanpakutou from his body before he is able to get any power from me, and see how his body goes numb once again. At this sight, I delicatedly kick him with enough force to make him stand up, and gently punch him square in the face, hopefully with enough force to wake him up. He does, in fact, do so, and mumbles that his body hurts. I pay no mind to him now: I grab him by the collar of his shirt and throw him as far as I can: he will surel survive it, and hopefully will come at me with enough power to be of any challenge.

I then remembered he hailed the VD name. Still, I had seen how him and Shelton loved each other so much, so I wondered if I wanted them more as pets or as challenges. I found I really wanted both: challenge for now, then perhaps pets if they survived such encounter. The mere thought of it made me smile, then laugh maniacally: this was indeed an entertaining idea, and I was eager to put it to the test, yet I had to handle Teller first, and with that aim I face him once more, as if time hadn't even passed.

*wasn't there, already said that. lolz were had at teller for acting like a badass*

OOOOOOOH i think he just told you...

I smile. My plan has been working perfectly, as I have now figured out that accursed cat's power, and Teller's unknown ability. I smile indeed, as he himself is smiling, waiting atop of the hill, when in reality he merely killed my clones, one disguised as Tenkai, and one disguised as myself. But, he drained the latter one! That ability surely is extremely dangerous for me, although I am confident about my speed. Yet... what is this I feel? I feel like if Teller was a part of me, an impossible feeling, as I know he is my sworn enemy. Still, could it be...?

I step forward from the darkness, as Teller looks at me, amused at the very least. I can see he practically expected this, yet what came afterwards not even I expected, as a hand emerged from deep within Teller's guts. His eyes told the world that he was in the biggest pain of his life, as someone emerged from his own guts, punching its way out through bare skin and bones. It wasn't long until I could recognize what came out of it: it was me! But, this me was different... and once it came out and spreaded it's wings, I could then define what it truly was: it was the Hollow me that he so foolishly absorbed from my clone! I couldn't do much, as it instantly croacked, with such an intensity even I was blown back. Teller was made a bloody mess, that horrifying hole covering about half of his entire body, and my Hollow self face-to-face in the Material World.

Still, I could see my Hollow self was not in top condition, and so it approached me, grabbed my blade, and merged with it. I could inmediately feel the surge of power, as a crimson-red energy filled me to the brim, as the heavens themselves turned from a gentle blue to a bloody red color. This was different from my previous Hollowification: I could feel my every muscle being in total control, even my black wings beated at the rythm of my heart, as the winds created by me just flapping them was strong enough to crush the very earth deeper everytime. I could feel how I could pierce Teller's heart before the electricity of his brain reaches it's destined neuron, how that cat was scared for the first time of this battle, as its white shine was overshadowed by my crimson reiatsu. I spell a word: "Cero", as a huge blob of pure energy forms from my fingertips, quickly approaching Teller, so menacing the very space cowered at it's path.