Normal Blood
By SMYGO4EVA
The craving for blood splattering paled in comparison to every other necessity humans need. Two respected captains share the same taste for carnage; Zaraki Kenpachi of Squad 11 wouldn't deny it. After all, he was named after one who killed the most. Soifon of Squad 2, however, refuses to admit it. She knows that she has an impeccable taste for violence, but she doesn't want the world to know. But she knew one thing: she and Zaraki both crave violence and standing tall, but it would possibly kill them in the end.
Soifon was calm and collected at most moments, while Zaraki was accepting to any challenge of bloodlust. As long as the fight would spill the burgundy liquid he craved to see, any fight would do. The captains both knew that when they attack mercilessly at their designated opponent, they want the adversary to fight back, to make them appear weak so they would counterattack. The liquid would mat and clot their clothes while the wounds poured the sanguine water onto the ground, signifying where they were and what the result was of the bloodbath.
One would praise of ruthless battle, whereas the other would say that only for circumstance, would one fight. But, when the two captains fought each other, the desire for power and innocent rubies were there. Like I said, they both crave violence and standing tall, but it would possibly kill them in the end. It might as well kill them: the normal blood they once had was poisoned.