Apocalypse; Total Destruction of New York

Like every casual day, the city of New York was filled with its ordinary bustle. People in the streets, heading to their works, talking with friends, swearing each other live every other day, roads crowded with cars and buses which constantly exhaled smoke that poluted the air. A city filled with a vigorous noise at any hour.

Vigor about to be replaced with silence. While the humans heedlessly carried on their day, the sky above them was torn apart, revealing an abyssal black mouth. The Primera came out of it, wrapped in his white clothing and with his sword pointing the city. A group of hollows followed him, along with Ginbara and Lasconni. He turned his gaze at Lasconni, smiling at her and everyone who followed him "Behold, a city that has stood for centuries shall be decimated in mere seconds. " he shouted in a slack manner, before twisting his head and focusing his malicious gaze on the town.

A murmur left his mouth and he was suddenly enveloped in unfathomable darkness with a hue of sickly green. The darkness abruptly shoot up, above them, dispersing any nearby clouds that were in the radius of this darkness, before finally revealing the menace which had replaced Bracamarte; a being coated in overall darkness except for his eyes and mouth which maintained a red bloodied glow.

He muttered once again something and something started forming at the tip of his sword, something like a black ball; a black hole. It started rapidly sucking nearby spirit particles and grew larger and larger, obviously it was a result of sucking particles that its mass increased. With a nod of his head, the hollow guard surrounded him as he continued, channeling that technique of his.

One of the Superhumans in New York City quickly looked outside his window as he sensed a sudden appearance of several huge hollow energies in the sky. He had never felt something so strong in his life.

He quickly got out his cell phone as he rand own the stairs trying to get into the protected bunker in the basement. He had scoffed when he had been told the building had had one created during the cold war.

He wasn't laughing about his good fortune anymore.

He quickly dialed a number he knew well, praying that he would be able to reach who he needed. With just one ring the person on the other end picked up.

"This is Robert Goldstein, what is wrong? I am kinda stuck in Japan at the moment."

"Its the hollows sir. A huge batch just entered the city, and they are ridiculously powerful. Maybe even Captain level if I sense them properly."

Some cursing on the other end followed his words. "Just get somewhere safe and bring your spiritual pressure down. I will inform the other Overseers immediately.

Robert quickly hung up the phone leaving the other superhuman staring at it.

After all, were was a safe place when there were enemies this strong? With that terrible thought he barricaded himself in the bunker, hoping that someone would quickly come and stop the monsters.

"The reckoning has come" he let out a hollow shout and pierced the black hole, that had increased at least tenfold in radius and height from the little black hole that was barely visible in the beginning. He raised the sword in the air along with the black hole, his sight fixed on the tallest skyscraper he found, the Empire State Building. The few hollows that stood in front of him quickly scattered, in fright of the black ball, letting him freely throw it.

A downward swing of his sword did the job; he hurled the black hole with unparraled strength that subsequently turned into immense speed. The hole didn't revolve, it simply remained static and headed towards the skyscraper. What followed was an epitome of the emotion called awe; it collided in mid-air with the skyscraper. The thick black hall instantly reacted, vanishing and replacing its empty space with a instant shockwave, which torn apart the skyscraper, separating it in two and spreading rapidly to cover a wide radius of approximately five-hundred metres. It blasted everyone in its wake, leaving nothing but ash and shreds behind it.

It was replaced by a vacant space, were nothing stood by rubbles and thousand of souls, and even more. Some of the hollow guard sprinted toward the debris, to turn the souls into one of their kin. They attacked the Pluses, thus turning them into one of their kin. Soon, the place started to populate and that rate increased as the turned Hollows assisted the Guard in completing their task. The transformation spread like a plague among the Pluses until the number of Hollows outweighed that of Pluses.

Bracamarte overlooked the area with excitement until he backed off "Our business is done here" he said and opened another Garganta, drewing himself in it.

Lasconni held but the moment marvelous expression on her face. The power, and destruction the Primera brought forth was truly breath taking. For only a minute Lasconni reconsidered her plans. She wanted nothing but to have that power. To hold it in her hands, and command it. So delicious was the air now. Filled with his immense spiritual pressure. But that would have to wait.

Turning towards the Garganta Lasconni didn't react in anyway towards the destruction, no visually at least, and stepped into it behind the Primera. What was his plan? Were the hollow still coming with them. Or was it his plan to create wide-spread ruin throughout the world.

Lasconni's eyes widened with the surprised of one who wished they had thought of it earlier. Her plan. But expanded. "Damn you Bracamerta!" Lasconni hissed out-loud within the safety oh her mind. Watching the Primera as he walked. He was truly a cunning, and deceitful bastard. Her greatest challenge. Was this is check? Or was he waiting to see her reaction.

Only time would tell.......