Nikki vs Sephiroth

Nikitio had entered this tournament with the hopes of good battle. So far he had only had one fight, but it went over pretty well. He didn't enjoy using his bankai to end round one, but in between each round there was a long rest. So it was okay. This fight would take place in a city he guessed as he sure as hell wasn't going anywhere else. He saw no reason to. It was pointless. Last time he was early getting to the location and it was on a freakin mountain! He was not going through all that shit again. Besides...here held so much more potential. The city he was in was New York. Manhattan to be exact, and he sat on a flagpole waiting for his next challenger. He had no idea who it was, but he would know who it was when he saw them. Karasu was on his left hip, and was swaying in the wind, gently hitting his leg. He was looking down at the city keeping his senses open. He wouldn't be taken by surprise.

Currently, Nikitio wore a black mesh shirt that was sleeveless, and had an open back. His pants were a pair of black cargo jeans with black combat boots. The jeans extended over the boots, and fell neatly on his feet. His wrists were clear of bracelets today as he didn't want to waste time getting to a location before someone else did. He did manage to grab his visors though. Today there were the white ones. He liked them. They matched his hair well, and complimented the black of his outfit. All there was to do now though was to wait. To wait and see who his next target would be. Hopefully they would die by his hand, rather than run away. He hated runners. He never saw the point in running from him. You never run from him or any of his ex-mates. You'd only die tired...

Sephiroth walked into the city of New york and popped his neck. He was here to fight to the end. He walked down town some more and looked at all the people around him. The human race. He felt the power of someone around him. He shunpoed into the air and looked around. He saw were the man was. He smiled. Sephiroth put his hand on his blade and his silver hair was covering his face. He was gone and was now in front of the man and swung his blade to the man in the gut and if it hit the man would have all of his intestines inside of him fall out of his body. He was going at the man with only one hand but the power was vary strong and vary fast. Sephiroth looked into the man's eyes. "Sephiroth Kenpachi. Captain of the 11th division. Now, who the hell are you?" He asked. sephiroth then again shunpoed after the attack and went to cut the man in the head down. But, right before it would or would be blocked, he shunpoed and was behing him doing the attack. This attack would be hard to get out of because of the fact of how close the attack was and people would have there guard up when something gets that close. He waits to see what will happen.

Nikitio was well aware of the captain's presence, but he didn't react any. He really couldn't care less. It was something that was to be expected. He just let out a sigh and waited for him to find him. Soon, yes very soon they would fight. He would not hesitate to kill this Shinigami. Who was he though? He wondered who, yes who in deed. When his face showed, he still didn't react. The blade was swung, and Nikitio shunpo'd out the way and reappeared in that same spot, same position. Kenpachi. Had to be a Kenpachi. Nikitio would definitely kill this man now. He despised Kenpachies with all his heart. When the Shinigami swung his blade down Nikitio didn't react. Why bother? He knew this move very well. IT was something so common and over used it might as well be banned. The Kenpachi shunpo'd. As soon as he did, Nikitio used shunpo to get to the top of the building. He wasn't going to do anything back. Just play defense for now. He would also not justify the Shinigami's question with his name until he was dying.

Sephiroth smiled and looked at his blade. He looked up at the man. he can tell just by looking at him that the man was strong but hiding it. He smiled at this. Sephiroth wanted to see what the man could do. So far he could see that his attacks have missed so far. But he did not care. He pointed his blade at the man. "come on. fight." He said and again was shooting at him. He pulled his blade back and it was glowing with power. Sephiroth was letting out more of his power and the walls of New York were cracking and falling to the ground by his power. He swung his blade at the man and it was at his face. He smiled a big he smile. His smile then left as he could see that the the man was just trying to get out of the way of his attacks and with this one the man would do the same thing. It was starting to bother him and the man was not going any thing. He wanted blood and to see the power of the man. not him just moving around. He waits.

Nikitio let out a bored sigh and shook his head. This fight was pointless. If it wasn't but for the fact that this man was a Kenpachi, obvious by his clear lust of battle, he would have just walked away. Rather he stayed. He studied his opponents moves, but there wasn't much to study, and he left a lot to be desired. Nothing was going okay. Not in the sense that Nikki was losing, but in the sense that he was already done with this fight. This man didn't stand a chance in Hell against him. Why he thinks he stands a chance on Earth only proves that his reputation died with the men that he has killed before it could reach the blooded ears of this man.

Nikitio merely coughed and leaned back letting the blade pass over his face. And then he vanished. Back on the pole where he originally was. He tired of this fight. Letting out a yawn he pulled his visors down over his eyes. No sense in taking this fight seriously. His attacks were so predictable, so readable. It made no sense for Nikitio to waste his true potential on this man. Rather he would just allow for him to tire himself out and then end this fight.

Sephiroth looked at the man and popped his neck. "Man, your a buzz kill." He said. He put his blade on his shoulders. "Can all you do is move? Can't you fight?" He asked. Sephiroth walked to the man and pointed his blade at the man. He was on the ground and then he put his blade away. "I'm done. Your showing that you don't want to fight. So, I'm out of here." He walked away. "I have no joy in killing something that acts like it's half dead." He said. "nor if it is half dead. When you want to fight for real then find me." He said and walked away for something to do. He wanted a real fight. Maybe an arrancar like the last one he had a fight with.


(Exit by boredom.)

(( Lawl. Fail.


Winner: Nikitio by withdraw))

((Well that was anticlimactic...))