Chapter 3: Revenge

If there were two words to describe Nnoitra Gilga they would be pissed off. He was pissed off right now, he was pissed off when we died, he was pissed of when Nelliel thought she was better than him. Hell he was always pissed off in some form or another. So there he sat in the sand, screaming in anger after remembering his loss to Kenpachi Zaraki.

Nnoitra wanted revenge and he wanted it bad, so much did he want to find Kenpachi Zaraki and cut him to pieces. He would tear apart the Soul Society and Hueco Mundo to get to that man, nothing could stop him. Nothing except maybe the four other arrancar that had just appeared in his location.

"Nnoitra, would you cut the infernal racket and stand up?" Harribel not so much asked but more demanded. She stood some 20 yards away from Nnoitra gripping Tiburon. His former fraccion, Tesra, stood next to her nervously glancing at his former master. Ulquiorra stood a few yards away loosely holding Murcielago probably figuring he'd jump in if things got out of hand. The last one was one of Harribel's bitchy fracciones, Sung Sun, who was calmy striding towards her precious Lady Harribel.

Nnoitra dragged Santa Teresa from where it lay in the sand, "I'd much rather cut you, Shark Bitch." He may have only just been brought back to life, but he was itching for a fight and this was the perfect opportunity. Harribel's expression didn't change as she raised Tiburon to the air. Nnoitra sneered What a cocky bitch. He was going to enjoy this, Nnoitra readied his weapon and dashed forward aiming straight at the Queen's throat. Harribel blocked the attack with the flat of her blade and pushed down sending Santa Teresa to the sand. Nnoitra pulled it away and pivoted where he stood, attempting to cut out Harribel's legs from beneath her. The edge of Nnoitra's blade was caught in the hollow of Harribel's sword, she twisted her wrist upwards sending Santa Teresa flying into the air.

Nnoitra jumped up to grab his weapon, twisting in the air to avoid a cero fired from the tip of the female Arrancar's blade. He landed softly on his feet and held his weapon into the air, "This is getting nowhere. NOW PRAY, SANTA TERESA!" Nnoitra bellowed across the barren landscape, golden reiatsu billowing from his form. Once the smoke and reiatsu cleared there he stood, the extra pair of arms having grown and each holding an unnecessarily large scythe.

Harribel sighed, this day was not going well, "Bugs are always crushed under the might of a strong wave, Nnoitra. Hunt, Tiburon." Her body was engulfed in a cocoon of water, dispersed by Harribel cutting it down the center. Harribel stood there angrily, her bone mask had disappeared revealing her quite displeased face. She now wore a black skirt with bones hanging from it and had shoulder blades, long gloves, collar and boots all made from hardened bone. Her assets were still mostly covered and a triangular bone pattern ran along her stomach.

She raised Tiburon the air uttering a single word, "Cascada." She slashed downward releasing a massive torrent of water targeting Nnoitra. Nnoitra jumped to evade the attack, he wasn't too keen on drowning. But he hadn't realized the second attack she had been charging.

"Trident" Harribel fired three shots of reiryoku at Nnoitra, two of them cutting off the arms on each side of Nnoitra's body. He barely managed to tilt his head back to evade the third one that was coming straight at him. Nnoitra dropped down to the ground on his knees, it would take a few minutes for regular arms to grow back. He instantly grew the backup set of arms he had and attempted to pick up a scythe. Harribel was too fast though, she appeared before him seconds later and cut off his backup arms.

"Bitch." Nnoitra snarled, he opened his mouth to shoot a cero at the woman, big mistake. Harribel kicked him in the jaw forcing Nnoitra into biting off his own tongue. She kicked him backwards and raised her arm into the air, fully prepared to strike Nnoitra down.

"WAIT!" Tesra's voice rang out from the spot where he stood. He stepped forward and sonido'd to where he stood overtop of Nnoitra's body, "I won't let you kill Master Nnoitra." Tesra stated firmly looking Harribel in the eye, her position didn't change.

"Get the hell out of the way, dumbass." Nnoitra groaned out, his tongue having just grown back. He wasn't going to live like a coward while this dipshit sacrificed himself. Tesra didn't change his position either.

"NO! Master Nnoitra you have just returned to life, you don't need to needlessly waste your life not even an hour later! Hueco Mundo and the Soul Society are on even terms now, we can find strong people to fight...as long as you don't kill them." Tesra rationalized, Nnoitra realized he was right but his pride was too large to give in to these circumstances.

"Tesra, if you don't move I will cut you down along with him." Harribel asserted, once again Tesra's position was stagnant. Harribel arced her arm back and swung downwards. Nnoitra was mentally cursing himself, he supposed he would swallow his pride Just this once though.

"Harribel, stop." Nnoitra snapped out just before Tiburon connected with Tesra's right shoulder. Harribel stopped her assault and glared down at Nnoitra's ragged figure. These words would feel like acid coming out of his mouth, he was sure saying them would actually hurt him.

"I-I...I surrender." Nnoitra spoke through clenched teeth. They were words he had never said before, they were words he never intended to say and they were most definitely words he would never say again. Harribel moved her sword away from Nnoitra and lowered her arm, releasing her resurreccion. She knew as well as anyone that those were words Nnoitra would never say unless he completely meant them. She nodded and turned in the other direction where Ulquiorra and Sung Sun were still standing, surprise evident on the latter's face. She obviously hadn't expected this outcome, though Ulquiorra's expression was still as emotionless as ever. Nnoitra doubted he was even paying attention to the fight.

"We're going to deal with Szayel now, stay here or come with I don't care which." Harribel said walking away. Nnoitra stood up and grew one pair of arms back then released his resurreccion. He grabbed Santa Teresa and attached it to his back and began to trudge off.

"Thank you for saving me, Master Nnoitra." Tesra sounded from beside him, giving a bright smile.

"Fuck off, Tesra." Nnoitra spat, fending away a smile of his own, and not a crazy bloodlusted a smile an actual genuine smile. Maybe I could get used to this "hero" thing after all.


Now while Nnoitra was a pretty pissed off guy, Yammy Llargo literally embodied rage. It was the name of his zanpakuto after all, It was also what he was exhibiting in that moment. Yammy was angry for multiple reasons. Those pansy captains had defeated him, he didn't know where he was, he didn't know where Ulquiorra was, he didn't know where his zanpakuto was and he didn't know where his dog was. So Yammy did what yammies do and began to reign destruction on his surroundings. He obliterated pillars, created small craters, and incinerated random hollows. Meanwhile Grimmjow stood a distance away with hands in pockets waiting to see when he should intervene. That was decided when Yammy picked up an adjuchas and began to beat other hollows to death with it.

"Yammy, calm the fuck down wouldja'?" Grimmjow called across the clearing. Yammy looked over at him and dropped the adjuchas which scampered away seeking protection from the brutal monster. He somehow looked even more lost and confused than usual, which was saying something.

"Gremjall, what are you doing here? Where is Ulquiorra?" Grimmjow glowered at Yammy after his name was butchered. Of course he would want to know where Ulquiorra was, the blithering idiot couldn't survive without him.

"It's Grimmjow, you ignorant fathead and Ulquiorra is with Harribel right now." Of course the insult flew right over the behemoth's head.

"Oh, can we go to them?" Grimmjow scoffed, now he sounded like a 6-year old boy that wanted to see his mommy.

"Shouldn't you find your zanpakuto first, dumbass?" Yammy's face hardened after that sentence, he had clearly caught the insult that time. The large arrancar charged at him fist raised, only to find a crater where his fist had connected. Grimmjow grinned and stabbed Pantera into the ground, he hadn't had a straight up fist fight in a while. Now there were multiple reasons as to why Grimmjow knew he would win this conflict. He was the Sexta Espada while Yammy was the Decimo, even in his released form where he was the supposed Cero Espada he was still only as strong as Harribel was four years ago. Grimmjow had easily surpassed that strength since then, but that wouldn't make beating the shit out of Yammy any less fun.

Yammy charged again, head lowered like a bull. Grimmjow rolled his eyes and flipped into the air kicking him in the back of the head as he span sending the giant tumbling into the dirt. Yammy immediately got on his feet and released a ferocious roar, charging at Grimmjow yet again, did this guy ever learn? He didn't move this time, Grimmjow waited for Yammy to arrive at him and then planted his fist straight into Yammy's nose knocking him on his ass. Grimmjow strutted over and stepped on top of Yammy's large chest.

"Give up yet, Yammy?" Grimmjow asked forcing his foot down into Yammy's abdomen. Yammy grinned, Grimmjow frowned and barely managed to avoid a blast of reiryoku that skimmed by his face. He looked down to his right at Yammy's fist Damn I forgot about those Bala he uses. He sonido'd backwards and watched as Yammy stood up, arms outstretched. Bala were much faster and easier to fire than a cero but nowhere near as powerful. Grimmjow shimmered and flashed around effortlessly dodging Yammy's assail. It was obvious Yammy wouldn't come with him now so Grimmjow sighed and did what was necessary.

He sonido'd forward and planted his fist directly into Yammy's stomach causing him to sputter. Yammy fell limp onto his fist and Grimmjow threw him into the ground. He then proceeded to strap Pantera back onto his waist and found Ira lying around in the sand No wonder the idiot couldn't see it, he's too tall and too stupid to notice it lying there. Grimmjow picked Ira up and hurled it into Yammy's hollow hole, grabbed Yammy's right arm and began dragging him away. Though he stopped when he heard a small 'Yip!' Echo from behind him.

Grimmjow turned around to look at the source and saw a small, hollow dog? It wasn't an adjuchas he could tell that easily, it definitely wasn't a gillian and it didn't look much like a normal hollow. No, the dog was a fucking arrancar. He remembered it now the dog always followed Yammy around for whatever reason and it was still here.

"Alright, come on ya little shit." Grimmjow said. The small arrancar barked happily and began bounding after Grimmjow and his unconscious master.

Grimmjow stopped once again though after the dog ran in front of him Is that a fucking 35 on its back?


Just like all the other revived Espada, Szayelaporro Granz was not having a good time.

"Oh my god, would someone please get this rubble off of me? There's dirt all over my clothes, please I have to change!"