The Temple of Artemis(Pre-Event/Intro Thread)

[Orihime Inoue]

There was someone in the room that made Orihime very uneasy. It puzzled Orihime that it would be summoned here as a hero. In the corner was something not human, at least not human anymore. Its flesh appeared bonded to its rotten and decayed body, his abdomen and arm were exposing infection to the core of his bones. How could this waking disease covered skeleton ever once be human? Maybe he wasn’t. He had a horn that protruded from the center of his head that was broken and twisted. His being resembled that of a hollow to Orihime. Hollows are a race of creatures which are born from human souls, who for various reasons, did not cross over to the Soul Society after their death. They are corrupt spirits with supernatural powers which devour the souls of both living and deceased humans. Once a soul becomes a Hollow, it is driven by an eternal and insatiable hunger to consume other souls, becoming mindless creatures. This armored monstrosity in the temple did not have an appearance of a hollow, but she knew that they varied in size and looks. One thing Orihime knew for sure was that this so-called warrior was dangerous and that she should avoid him or return him like she did with Hallow’s in the human world.

She heard a voice inside her say But some Hollows can be saved, knowing that to be true she sighed sadly. Her brother had turned prey to turning into a monster and if it had not been for Ichigo, her brother would have certainly devoured her. As much as she would love to help everyone, she could not handle this guy on her own, not without someone like her long lost love.

But then there were people here that appeared to be wondrous and magical, like a young girl adorned with fox-like ears. She wore a traditional red robe with large sleeves and had a curvaceous body, something the two had in common. Her red tattoos brought back the vision on Rengi again who also had tattoos, his on his forehead. Her hair gleamed and sparkled in the reflection of the blessing pool. Perhaps she was a princess of some kind? She had the appearance of being of noble importance. Maybe this girl could help Orihime on this quest.

Looking at everyone else in the room she saw a tall older gentleman, a blond haired man, some people who appeared to be made out of android material and a girl dressed like a flight attendant. Orihime was curious to know how this whole thing would turn out. She knew absolutely no one and for the first time ever, she longed to return to the ice valley with her troll friend Zabajin.

Orihime made herself as small as possible and turned away from everyone else. She felt like this was a waiting room of destruction and chaos and at any moment something terrible would happen. She was half tempted to put up her Santen Keshun and hide behind the protection of her shield, but something deep down inside herself told her that would not work here.

“I guess I really am alone this time,” She spoke softly, closing her eyes and waiting for this all to be over.