Bleach/Naruto crossover.
Chapter 1-the forest
The sandy white deserts of Hueco Mundo stretched too parts undiscovered even by its own inhabitants. Viscous white masked humanoid animal like creatures born from a souls regrets and anger live in this Hollow world fighting for supremacy and gaining power through the flesh of their own kind and the souls of those that haven't been turned into their worlds name sake 'hollows'. Hate, solitude, depression, insanity, satisfaction and death was all that existed in this world.
There must be some force to counteract this world, fighters that slay these viscous and primitive beasts. There are these fights and one of them resided within this hollow world.
(Deep within the Menos forest)
"Die shinigami!" a small tiger sized hollow yelled as it pounced at speeds similar to a mortal Bullet. He was quickly dodged and was sliced in half for his efforts. Blood splattered across the rocky field that the 'shinigami' was fighting on.
"That's all of them" the Shinigami weakly rasped out, as he leaned on his Zanpakuto for support. "How long has that brown haired basterd been sending his weak hordes at me for, five, ten days? I don't even know how to tell time in the fucking forest!" he hissed in frustration.
The man was tall, he stood at 180cm tall with a mop of spikey blond hair, and he had a peachy complexion. He wore a tattered cloak which had many holes in it.
'I've got to climb to the sands, I've got to kill that basterd' he thought bitterly as he remembered that smug grin that shit eating basterd wore when he always chatted to him.
Suddenly the ground shook with earth shattering stomps; a large Godzilla like roar destroyed the silence that he had been basking in. Dust and rocks surrounded the terrain like a mist 'reminds me of my first c-rank' he thought grinned. Utilising shunpo he burst from the dust and almost died of a heart attack. Dozens of Menos Grande were surrounding him on every side. Shit, shit, shit, shit shiiiiiiiiiiiiit!' he raged.
"That basterd must want me completely out of the equation for his little scheme." The shinigami knew he wasn't going to survive this. In his weakened state he could only take down three or four at the best but even a captain would be hard pressed to fight in the midst of dark cloaks and ceros.
'Oi, snow storm ready for this?' he asked 'damn watermelon' was the reply he received 'love you too' "walk through the clouded heavens-Kokuto!" a light engulfed his sword. A pair of slim metal gauntlets covered his forearms; it was black-ish grey and had a slim air intake like protrusion running on the underside of his gauntlet.
In his hands rested two long inwardly curved blades that were at least 120cm tall and had a handle of 30cm. (the handle looks like a simplified and longer Count Dooku light-saber handle)
What happened next was a blur for him. He dodged dozens of ceros which impacted the ground with an earth shattering crack and boom. His couldn't hear it; all he could here were dulled impacts and his own heartbeat. He zipped past the Menos Grande's head and impaled his blades into its skull before jumping to the next and doing the same. Menos fell left and right as he cleaved Menos's masks apart. Blood spurted everywhere like a water fountain and he was covered in his smelly green goo the hollows called blood.
Channelling his reiryoku into his blade, a small glow of grey energy coated his swords, tucking into a brace position he slammed into the floor creating a large dust cloud to obscure the Menos's sight. The cloud was soon dispersed by huge crescents of razor sharp wind slicing through the crowd of Menos that surrounded him. Blood exploded from the falling Menos who didn't realise that they died. The crescents slammed into the hard stone pillars that held the ceiling above him.
Panting profusely he fell onto one knee, 'shit, I used too much energy in the crescents' he thought to himself. His reiryoku was at an all-time low as he spent most of it on the thousands of weak hollows that the basterd had sent to kill him.
The pillars started cracking and they weren't quiet about it. Huge pieces of stone collided with the floor creating dust clouds preventing him from seeing anything 30cm in front of him. looking up he saw a huge Quadra pedal elephant like creature stomp through the dust. The stones dropping to the floor was like rain to this gargantuan beast "Fuck iiiiiit!" he roared as the ceiling and pillars collapsed down to the floor.
Using as much reiryoku as he could spare he used an echolocation technique he had learned from his younger days. He narrowly dodged the large pieces which would crush him and he endured the pain of the smaller pieces pelting onto his skin.
'He's using that thing to cast negacion on him and his fuck buddies' 'this probably won't be enough o kill the thing but at least it will delay the casting time for a bit'
Lightening sparked around his gauntlets and two prongs were ejected from the small air take vents on the underside of his gauntlets. Situating himself directly underneath the huge thing he raised his arms straight up into the air and the lightening grew more violent and unpredictable. 'oh kid, you'd better not kill us you damn suicidal fool.' His Zanpakuto spirit roared. 'Oh please don't you have any faith in me?' he wearily asked.
'None' was his answer 'well that's comforting'
The lightning was being condensed to the tip of the prongs and a violent hum was emitted from it.
"KIRIN!" he shouted as all of the lightning was shot upward into the defenceless belly of the beast.