War of Vengeance: Total Annihilation

The Hunt
One month had passed, Seireitei, 9:30 pm.

Sayoko ran through the streets in the pitch black of the night. She had heard the alarm and sprinted into a dash towards her house. Only a small bit left, getting closer, getting closer...

CRASH

Sayoko fell to the ground, whimpering as she crawled into a dark corner. It's just the Shinigami, probably routi-

BANG

Sayoko was now panicking. Shouting. Screaming. Praying.

"HELP ME!" She cried, as a huge, grey face peered down at her. She held her breath, it's eyes too suited to light to see. Yet... "Somebody, help me! It's a Daemon!" Sayoko was now crying, her mother was at home. She had been asked to get some food from the local market, then the sky turned black, it was as if time had shunted itself forward. They had arrived.

Pray for Answer
"HELP ME, HELP ME!" Sayoko cried as she hid, with her eyes watering and her clothes in a state. She had ripped her clothes to form a cloth, to wipe her eyes and see clearer. She heard loud-footsteps and then was suddenly in the air. She struggled in what was known to be known as a giant hand, "Please, someone help me..." She whispered. She was thrown, the hand being accompanied by a loud roar, and she hit the ground. So this is death, she thought.

"Why are you looking so down, you're not dead, just being held by a man that normally doesn't touch women." She was being carried by a ghost in black clothes. It had a gauntlet on it's right hand that glowed with a dull radiance. "Name's Shiroi, Daemon-Hunter." The figure placed Sayoko on the floor and bolted towards the Daemon, now in plain sight. Shiroi glided through the air while reminiscing his training: ''The titans were the low-level daemons you encountered first, but tonight I sense something greater, virtue. Each Daemon can use a certain sin. A shikai of sorts. Their equivalent to bankai, used by virtues and higher, are based on the punishment for their sins.'' That was what Shiroi had been told.

The Virtue swung it's blade, the height of a house, at Shiroi's moving body. He punched the air with his gauntlet and the blade cracked in half, and the Daemon burst in half as Shiroi punched it's iron chest.