Yet again it was a perfect night, the moon shown full, as the clouds in the sky were know where to be found. Naota sat on the ground, his Zanpakutou he had just for not only a year had grown on him. As Naota sat he meditated, deep in thought. Soon after a crimson hue of light would surround him, showing his spiritual power; as he drifted into his inner world.

Naota awoke sitting on the ground, in a deserted town, with construction work all over the place. Cranes and metals, rubbish and junk piled on the ground. And there he stood, ‘Atmosk’ the spirit of his Zanpakutou. Naota bowed his head, as Atmosk did the same. Atmosk was a large robot; strange indeed, as he was unique everyone else’s spirits were a human guy or girl, sometimes a creature or an animal. But Naota’s was far more superior.

”You have learnt a lot Naota… Now I wish to show you more, and lend you more of my strength to help you in battle…”

Naota smiled as he looked at the figure. Swords pushed out of the ground, as he looked around to then see he wasn’t wielding Atmosk anymore.

”To fight with me again, you have to find the other form of me, that other form of Zanpakutou is the only one to share the power, and will teach you my power…”

Atmosk flash stepped, as Naota kept a close eye, Atmosk appeared behind him, as that happened Naota grabbed the closet sword he could find, and parried his attack. Stabbing at his stomach Naota missed as Atmosk jumped up, came down on the sword. As he came down on the sword with the original Zanpakutou, the katana Naota wield shattered. The battle had been going on for at least seven hours, as he was persisting to get stronger each and every second.

Even though Naota wanted to use a kidou, he just couldn’t as he wouldn’t be learning what his Zanpakutou can do, but what himself can do alone… As Naota gripped the next sword, a sickle, Naota looked at it in a strange way, as he saw in the reflection of the cranes mirror Atmosk looking under some shelter. Naota threw the sickle in a frizz by motion, as it hit a pipe, then ricocheted off the pipe, and headed towards Atmosk; however he turned around in time to shatter it whole. He walked over to where the pipe was. Naota couldn’t waste time like this, Naota ran around the corner, he came to the crane, before he did he would grab a sword, just as long as his body.

Running up the side of the crane, Naota then looked down as he got up the cranes side. Jumping off the crane he would direct his Zanpakutou towards him, Atmosk just found him on time, and was going to stab him, but just at this moment Naota stabbed the steal cranes metal, not knowing that he did so at all. He had the thrill, the adrenaline, as he flew down to Atmosk, as he reached him Atmosk slashed at Naota’s shoulder, as Naota looked at the ground to be relived the sword wasn’t shattered, he looked around to see Atmosk standing by the crane. All of a sudden the metal of the crane shone a crimson colour, and soon as he knew it the carne exploded. Sending Atmosk flying in the shockwave, hitting the side of the wall; causing major damage, as now the building looked like all the rest.

”There you wield it Naota… That’s the Shikai of you Zanpakutou…”

He said as Atmosk came over with the sealed Zanpakutou in his hand with arms raised. As Naota held the Shikai form, as Naota ran the sword on the ground, he came to a block of copper, stabbing the piece of metal, and then flinging it forwards, the metal block would glow crimson, then explode in Atmosks face, as Naota would then jump high and land on a pile of rubble.

”Once you know what type of metal it is… You can transfer some of your spiritual particles through the Zanpakutou, since you know what type of metal it is, the construction of the metal can be broken down by your Reiatsu, causing an explosion…”

Atmosk said, as his TV screened head showed a smile face emoticon. As Naota swept his feet on the pile of rubble, it revealed a car piled underneath. As he did so he would smile, and stab the car, knowing that the top of the car was made out of steal. The pile on which Naota stood on glowed crimson colour.

”Thank you, my friend…”

An explosion was let off, smoke covered the plain as the wind passed by Atmosk, as he walked over to the remaining of what looked like to be a half crane. Atmosk shrugged, as he jumped on top of one of the buildings, resting up in his secret get away. Looking over the side of the building to see Naota gone, hoping great things and great battles were to come from him.

Waking from his inner world, Naota found himself back in Soul Society. In his hand Atmosk was held, as he smiled from learning something new. From looking at it, it was strange the Shikai form he held looked like a Scottish chivalry sword. No it couldn’t be… Could it? Standing up on his own two feet, Naota walked off as the sun appeared, and light came to the Soul Society. Big things are going to happen…