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"Your soul looks quite appetizing," the Hollow said, licking his lips in anticipation. Laughing, he inched forward, while the 6-year-old boy he was preying on stood frozen to the spot.

Suddenly, a man in a white haori appeared in front of the Hollow. The Hollow took a step back, and his facial expression turned from a grin to a grimace.

"Get out of my way, Soul Reaper," he spat. The man in the white haori reached for his katana. The Hollow prepared to attack, but the man suddenly appeared behind him, arm outstretched and katana in his hand. The Hollow screeched and disintegrated, spouting all kinds of insults and threats towards the man. The man simply put his katana back in its sheath.

The child's knees were shaking. He was extremely frightened, but he had regained enough of his composure to step back a little as the man observed the scene around him.

The man took in the people lying dead on the ground; he watched as a cottage and the forest surrounding it burned. When he had taken in all he could, he turned to face the child.

The boy held his breath. He took another step back, and felt his foot hit something – a tree. He was trapped.

The man approached him. The boy's entire body was shaking now. I'm going to die, he thought. He stared at the man in fear, watching his white haori and his long, white hair blow in the wind. But instead of reaching for his katana, the man crouched down and looked the boy in the eyes.

"Do you think you could tell me your name?" he gently asked. The boy was so surprised that he couldn't speak, but he couldn't stop shaking, either. In fact, he was shaking even more than before.

The man sighed. "I suppose I'll just have to see if the 4th squad can help you at all," he said, picking up the child and jumping off into the distance, as the child fainted in his arms.

Description
"Your soul looks quite appetizing," the Hollow said, licking his lips in anticipation. Laughing, he inched forward, while the 6-year-old boy he was preying on stood frozen to the spot.

Suddenly, a man in a white haori appeared in front of the Hollow. The Hollow took a step back, and his facial expression turned from a grin to a grimace.

"Get out of my way, Soul Reaper," he spat. The man in the white haori reached for his katana. The Hollow prepared to attack, but the man suddenly appeared behind him, arm outstretched and katana in his hand. The Hollow screeched and disintegrated, spouting all kinds of insults and threats towards the man. The man simply put his katana back in its sheath.

The child's knees were shaking. He was extremely frightened, but he had regained enough of his composure to step back a little as the man observed the scene around him.

The man took in the people lying dead on the ground; he watched as a cottage and the forest surrounding it burned. When he had taken in all he could, he turned to face the child.

The boy held his breath. He took another step back, and felt his foot hit something – a tree. He was trapped.

The man approached him. The boy's entire body was shaking now. I'm going to die, he thought. He stared at the man in fear, watching his white haori and his long, white hair blow in the wind. But instead of reaching for his katana, the man crouched down and looked the boy in the eyes.

"Do you think you could tell me your name?" he gently asked. The boy was so surprised that he couldn't speak, but he couldn't stop shaking, either. In fact, he was shaking even more than before.

The man sighed. "I suppose I'll just have to see if the 4th squad can help you at all," he said, picking up the child and jumping off into the distance, as the child fainted in his arms.