Hey guys! So I've been dying to get this story cleaned up and put out but my laziness has caused it to take a while lol. But here's the first chapter! Hope you enjoy :)
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Lost in a simple game,
cat and mouse,
Are we the same people as before this came to light?
The dry air whipped around fiercely, clearing the dust away from the battle that was finally coming to a close. The blue haired man couldn't help but grin madly as he watched his enemy fall face first into the sand. He stalked forward, tongue running across fangs and watching with bloodlust as the sand became tinted red.
"Well Kurosaki, it's been fun. I'm sure Aizen will let me have it for killin you myself, but I just don't think I can let you live. Sayonara strawberry." He grinned, raising his zanpakuto overhead and preparing to slice through the shinigami's head.
"No! Ichigo!" A voice rang out. From of the corner of his eye he caught the voice's owner. A female soul reaper stood on the overlooking balcony with the princess girl behind her. He snarled as he saw her leap from the railing and flash towards him. She barely made it in time to block the killing blow he was preparing to deliver. He let out a hiss while the woman glared defiantly up at him. Zanpakuto clashed in a metallic shriek as she pushed against his sword, knocking him back a few feet. She glanced behind her where the prisoner girl was racing closer.
"Orihime! Get Ichigo out of here!" She ordered the girl before facing Grimmjow once more. He smirked at her glare, remembering that he'd clashed with the blonde before. She'd been brave, and foolish, enough to raise her sword against him in Karakura town.
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"Well well...what do we have here? A pretty little soul reaper out on her own? I don't think that's very wise now, do you?" He asked coming up behind the girl.
She turned in a flash of gold, grinning brightly up at him. "So there you are, I was wondering when you'd show yourself." Her hands were clasped behind her back and she rocked on her heels.
Her voice was sweet and melodic, he nearly sneered at the softness. How was this girl a soul reaper? She looked so easily breakable, like some sort of China doll. Pale gold tendrils cascaded around thin shoulders, framing smooth ivory features. The shinigami robes skimmed over lithe limbs but were just barely tight enough to show the curves beneath.
"Waiting for me?" He asked with a snort. "Now that's definitely not wise."
"Well out of the rag-tag lot of you that showed up here, your spiritual pressure was by far the greatest. So I allowed my own reiatsu to leak out more forcefully than the others, hoping I'd manage to catch your attention as a worthy opponent. Guess it worked." She smiled again, wide violet eyes dancing with laughter, and still not drawing her zanpakuto.
"Che, dunno what may be going through that head of yours blondie but you're pretty stupid for choosing to fight me, even more stupid to try and egg me on first. But since you clearly wanna play games..." He said with a smirk before disappearing. "Let's play games." He whispered in her ear as he materialized behind her. In a split second she'd already stepped out of his reach, zanpakuto ready in front of her.
"You're in luck, I love games." She said raising an arm, preparing a strike before a voice cut in.
"Nezumi! Get out of here!" The boy from Ulquiorra's vision yelled as he rounded a corner with another small soul reaper. The blonde glared and sheathed her sword once more, not even worrying to glance in her assailant's direction.
"No way Ichigo! I found him first! This one is mine!" She shouted, flicking flaxen locks over her shoulder and narrowing her eyes.
"Oh come on boobs for brains! Listen to him and get outta the way! You know you can't use your full power here anyway!" The other girl snapped, earning a heated glare.
"No one asked you now did they pipsqueak?" She growled, only slightly looming over the other girl.
"Who're you calling a pipsqueak?" The smaller girl yelled jabbing a finger at the blonde. Grimmjow just watched on in amusement. These people were really supposed to beat the Espada? Shit he could take them all out himself!
"You are a pipsqueak, little runt! And one who should be more respectful to her senpai." The blonde taunted back, the two glaring daggers at one another. They carried on endlessly while the boy called Ichigo tried helplessly to break them up. Grimmjow rolled his eyes, soon becoming bored with the show.
"Enough!" He yelled, allowing his spiritual pressure out with crushing force. "I'm here for a battle. So can we get on with it, or would you rather I just kill you all here now?"
"Nezumi, I want you to go check on Orihime. Make sure she's safe!" The boy ordered, immediately reverting to his superior tone. The blonde looked like she wanted to argue but nodded obediently before turning her attention back to Grimmjow.
"Don't forget me, Blue. We'll meet again!" She called, "Oh and try not to die just yet. I wanna be the one to kill you." She said with a smile before disappearing with a swish a pale gold hair a second later.
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"So we meet again, blondie. Look as much as I would love to finish what we started a while ago, I don't have time to play with you just yet." He said with a grin, flashing past her. He halted when she appeared before him again a second later.
"Your opponent is me now. So I suggest you let that go and give me your full attention. You might survive longer that way." She said coldly, zanpakuto pointed at him.
"Back to these same old games, huh? That's fine, I'll play along. All I gotta do is kill you first, then finish up with Kurosaki!" He laughed and held his sword up to her. "So come on blondie, let's get this over with. Make your move."
"As you wish." She was on him in an instant, nearly slashing his shoulder if he hadn't moved to block it. He grit his teeth, surprised by the speed. While it was true he'd ran into her before, he hadn't actually gotten to see her fight. And if things really were like Aizen said then he really would have his hands full.
"You know, I normally don't make a habit out of fighting with girls." He said with a smirk as their swords clashed loudly.
"Yeah? Me neither but I figured I'd make an exception for you." She tossed back, smiling as his face turned to rage.
"You think you're funny huh woman? Well I'll show you what it means to fuck with me!" He growled lunging for her, she laughed and easily danced around him, slicing at him, hairs width at a time just for the fun of it. Too fast and small for him to catch. "Damn you." He growled, watching every footstep, counting, calculating, memorizing, ignoring her toying cuts. Then finally, he saw his chance. He shot out an arm, capturing her and holding his sword to her throat. "Gotcha..." He breathed out, pulling her flush against him. "You may be fast, but your movements are predictable " He smirked against the side of her neck, dragging his teeth along the quivering tendon, loving how she shook in fear. Until he realized her shakes were suppressed giggles, and she was out of his arms once more.
"You're not so good at these games, are you?" She said with a smirk, trying to ignore how her heart hammered against chest after he'd grabbed her.
"I'm tired of them! I've got things to finish with Kurosaki, so just hurry up and die!" He yelled lunging for her again, this time catching her off guard with his strength and speed.
"Bakudo number 39, enkosen!" She gasped, the glowing energy field appearing just in time to wield off his attack. Panting she flashed backwards, trying to gain some ground between them. "Maybe you're right, it's about time we end this game. My zanpakuto has just been begging to be released since we got here. She's quite moody, but hey what do you expect from the Thunder Goddess. It's been fun playing with you, now kneel before the power of the Gods!" He took a few steps back, not sure what to expect from the girl. "Boom...Kaminari!" She called, grasping the golden hilt of her zanpakuto. The air grew charged and thick as it morphed into a golden spear, the blade on top reminiscent of a bolt of lightning.
"That's it? Your fancy sword is now a fancy spear?" He smirked and almost stepped forward to strike again before he noticed the electricity crackling in the air around her form, sparking and clinging to her curvy shape. "Lightning armor? So that's you're deal, no close range combat." He grinned and let his stance fall. "That's fine, I don't need to be close to kill you!" He began firing ceros off left and right, not sure how she managed to step past each and every one.
"You should know that'll never work. I'm faster than you could ever be. You can't catch lightning." She said appearing behind him and piercing through his left shoulder. He snarled as the blade sliced through muscle but took advantage of her lapse in defense.
"You fucking bitch!" He yelled managing to grab her throat, sinking his claws into the tender flesh. Ignoring the electricity pulsing through his skin, he lifted her to face level, her feet dangling above the ground. "I'm going to kill you. And then I'll take your pretty little head as a trophy, so that I can remember all the fun we've had." He growled with a feral grin, licking his lips before tossing her into a nearby pillar. The structure crumbled and began to collapse around her. She hadn't been expecting that. She groaned and pulled herself out of the rubble, just in time to see the giant blue cero come closer.
"Shit!" She gasped, holding the spear in front of her, no time to charge the electricity fully before letting it go. The beam was small but had enough force to change the trajectory of the cero, causing it to just barely miss her.
"Well lookie here! Still got some fight left in ya." He barked in laughter, stalking closer to the panting girl. He wanted to see the fear in her eyes before he killed her. Kami, he could get off for ages on how fear would look on her face as the life drained out of her. But as he got closer he was disappointed once more to see laughter dancing in those lilac eyes.
"I never said I was anywhere close to done." She smirked, righting herself once more and brushing the debris from her robes. He wanted to growl in rage but didn't want to give her any more satisfaction. He pounced forward, all force into his sword as he attempted to bring it down on her head. She blocked it with the spear and held strong, even though her feet were beginning to sink into the earth.
"Well come on then soul reaper! This can't be all you've got! I wanna see you in full power!" He laughed maniacally as she began to weaken beneath his blade. She sneered and put out her other hand.
"Hado number thirty-three, tenran!" She shouted, a fierce wind blasting him backwards. He landed a few feet away, just enough room for her to smirk and slam her spear into the ground. He grinned, knowing what was coming next. He recognized that same look from Kurosaki's eyes.
"Bankai...Teikoku Kaminari Kyougikai!" She called to the heavens. At some point the fierce levels of spiritual pressure became too much for the human prisoner girl, as the static lit sky revealed her unconscious form next to Kurosaki's a distance away. Grimmjow watched the sky in awe as large bolts of lightning struck the ground. One, two, three, four, five he counted, having to steady himself as the ground shook with the force. When the blinding light cleared, he was surprised to see it was no longer just the two of them on the battlefield. The soul reaper stood flanked by four additional titan-esque figures. Two women and two men, each tall, muscular, and glowing unnaturally. And in the center, the soul reaper stood clad in shimmering armor that looked like lightning itself, with a staff larger and more ornate than before. He continued to stare, eyes wide and mouth agape, as she stalked forward. His eyes traced every line of her form and he unconsciously found himself licking his lips, entranced by the predatory look in her eyes. Lips quirked into a smirk as she regarded his stare.
"The Godly council of thunder and lightning. Nature's great destructive force that answers solely to me. Now you'll see why I'm not allowed to use this technique in the Soul Society. Allow me to introduce you. Zeus, the King and ruler of the sky and weather. Thor, wielder of Mjolnir and manipulator of electricity. Fulgora, lightning in female form, pure speed to power. And Oya, the undergoddess, warrior of deadly black lightning and destruction. They answer to me. I am one with Kaminari, the soul within my zanpakuto, goddess of thunder. There's no chance for you. This power is enough to wipe out entire cities. But fear not, Espada. As is the way of the Gods, I'll allow you a final request. Any last words before your demise?" She asked serenely as she came to a halt in front of him.
"What's your name soul reaper?" He smirked eyeing the girl before him. She blinked at him owlishly and raised a brow.
"I am Nezumi Yoshida. Lieutenant of the fourth division of the Gotei 13."
"A mouse...How cute. Cat's love mice." He said with a feral grin. Lilac eyes narrowed in response.
"Strong-willed mice know not to fear the arrogant cat. If that's all, I'll be taking your life now. Farewell, Espada." The Fulgora woman shot out around him, shackling him to the ground, her body becoming electric chains. He smirked through the shocks, watching as she raised her spear and prepared to impale him with it.
"Aizen was right after all mouse, you sure are something!" He laughed wickedly as her eyes blazed. "Too bad that's as much as you'll get to show me." He pulled a device from has hakama, pressing the button lightly. Suddenly she stopped, eyes wide and mouth agape before letting out a scream and clutching her head. Her minions disappeared as quickly as they came, and she was left in her tattered shinigami robes once more. The screams quieted as the blood came from anywhere it could. Eyes, nose, mouth, all leaking red as her body was ravaged from the inside. She let out a final choke before she fell unconscious into the dirt. The smell of her blood was intoxicating and he found it hard to tear himself away from the sight.
"Sorry blondie, but looks like I win this time." He said with a grin as he flung her up over his shoulder. "By the way, I'm Grimmjow. It's been a pleasure to meet you." He smirked to her unconscious form. He threw the princess over the other shoulder before grabbing Kurosaki by his stupid orange head and returning back to Los Noches. Ready to be praised for his success.
First, translations! Nezumi means mouse or rat. Kaminari is both the Japanese word for thunder as well as the name of the Goddess of Thunder. Teikoku Kaminari Kyougikai can be translated as Imperial Thunder Council.
Some tweaking to the story lines that we all know but nothing too crazy I think. After all...who could complain about more Grimmjow? ;)
Sorry to any Isane fans but for the time being she is not the 4th lieutenant. Sowwy!
So let me know what you think so far! Reviews are so greatly appreciated.