DAMMIT! LATE AGAIN! FUCK SHIT ASS DAMN AND OTHER SUCH EXPLETIVES! *coughs violenlty* Kehem, uh, well, sorry I didn't update in a while, I needed permission and personal input from my a friend to use her in this P.O.V. and her kick ass editing (thanks Hydro). I hope you all enjoy my story so far, and if so why haven't you reviewed?! Don't be the kind of douche who reads and doesn't review, I don't even care if it's a flame. Unless you don't have an account, UNACCEPTABLE! *coughs again* Ahem, well, anyways, on to the fight.

Thinking

English

Zanpakutō

Hollow

Inner Hollow

My reiatsu somehow swelled even more, scaring the crap out of me and Verdugo. What the fuck, dude!? I don't wanna kill him! Cancel this shit before I kick your ass and take back control of myself. This was supposed to be my fight, anyways.

Geez, buzzkill. Alright, I wasn't really gonna do it anyways, I can't even release yet. We still gotta train a shit ton to do that. Let's see what you got without my power.

I immediately felt my power drop significantly, but then rise again. Berry-head growls and charges at me as I instinctively sonído out of the way and came up behind him. Verdugo materialized back in my hand. I felt... complete holding him again, as though the sword were a piece of me that I lost long ago. If you didn't feel this way, I'd have thought I got paired up with the wrong guy.

Shut up.

Again, I bring my sword down hard on him, only for him to dodge again. I run to him and swing my sword at his neck. He quickly blocks it with...his bare arm? "Dumbass, you're bleeding now and I think I hit bone. How is this supposed to be fun if I kill you so soon, huh, berry-head?"

For some reason, this pisses him off greatly. He turns his head to me and roars in my face. Dude, ever heard of Altoids? He punches me in the face repeatedly and then kicks me hard in the stomach. I then step back and double over. The last time I doubled over from a kick was from a girl who thought I was looking down her shirt when in truth I was looking at the locket she was wearing. Sure you were/Sure you were.

STFU.

I heard him sonído next to me and narrowly I avoided a decapitating blow from his katana, I then do a sweeping kick that knocks him back. I attempt to stab his heart, but he rolls to one side and flicks a bright red Bala off his middle finger, simultaneously flipping me off. I hit the deck and it flies right over me, slightly grazing my fro. "OOOHHH HEEELLLLL NAW! YOU'RE FUCKED NOW, BITCH!"

Axel, is it possible for you to absorb this hollow armor back into myself or something? I wanna beat this douche myself. Nobody. Messes. With. The fro.

Sure was his brief response. Oh, and dude, THE FRO'S ON FIRE!

I stand straight and shake my head crazily to put out the flames just as the bala explodes behind me and I hear a certain douche bag laughing his ass off. Then, a stray thought hits me. Wasn't Eddie's corpse back there? I turn around and see his corpse burning in in the firey explosion. My eyes go wide for a second in shock and horror. I wanted to at least give him a proper burial, but I guess that idea's up in flames, literally. I hang my head low, and I begin to feel the overwhelming grief. There was a chance I could've healed him, but this orange-haired soul reaper bastard destroyed any hope of that.

Again, something inside me snaps, and I start remembering all the fun times I had with Eddie that made me feel like he was my brother. I totally lose it. In my mind Axel is backing away and Verdugo is hesitant to come any closer to me. My reiatsu swells like a bonfire, and I lose all sense of reason or purpose I had in this stupid fight. My psyche cracks and I give a low, menacing growl that would have Chuck Norris shitting his pants. My hollow armor turns to liquid and fills the hole in my chest. Now I look normal again, with the exception of my body still being slightly more muscular than before my head was lopped off. My hair hangs low and wavy. I shoot my head up and face the sky, giving my loudest roar yet.

RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA AAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW WWRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! DIE YOU MOTHER FUCKER!

*EDDIE P.O.V.*

I slowly rise after feeling the sudden fluctuation in Alex's reiatsu. Fuck! Argh, that bastard cut me good... I feel air hitting my face even more than when Alex's reiatsu broke my mask, and I realize that it's broken even more. The soul reaper, Ichigo, who I knew by reputation from my contacts in Hueco Mundo, Starkk and Grimmjow, must have done it when he cut me. Dammit! Why didn't they tell me he was coming to the U.S.!?

I just hope Alex is alright, I already lost my sister, and I don't want to lose him too. I still can't believe the way those bastards think that only Arrancar have reason and feelings. They killed her right in front of us; Mom, Alex, and me. We only survived because Alex went apeshit with his reiatsu and crushed them like pancakes, only a lot messier.

Mom didn't want him to keep living a life like this, and neither did I. I'd do whatever it took to keep Alex safe and oblivious to his past. Even if it meant his dad sacrificing himself (A/N: yes, Eddie and Alex are half-brothers.) and me faking my death.

Even after years of living with him and him raising Alex like a good father, I still didn't trust that Shinigami. But, I did respect him. It was my turn to help Alex, but that ended sooner than I would have liked. I dropped my reiatsu and healed myself. Then, with great effort, I created a replica of myself and left using my Sonído. I couldn't let him remember his past. If I could get to mom in time, then she could destroy his memory of seeing my face and discovering his powers. As much as it pained me, it was for his own good.

He's powerful, and could mop the floor with that prick Ichigo. That'll teach him to mess with us. I was almost at mom's house when I saw a bright red explosion at the place the two were fighting and I felt Alex's reiatsu skyrocket for like, the hundredth time that in the last hour or so. But this time, I could feel a dark, almost demonic aura along with it. I used my Sonído at full strength and was back there instantly. I hid behind a tree with my reiatsu still concealed, and was greeted with unsettling sight of my "corpse" burning to nothingness. I looked over to Alex and shat myself when I heard his low growl, and then his ear-massacring roar. It was like he became a demon. Shit, now I gotta get to mom AND change myself.

Before I could leave, though, something stuck the back of my head, HARD. I fell back and my vision blurred to black, and I could barely make out the silhouette of a woman standing over me. Looks like I found you, Eddie. We need to leave, now.

*GENERAL P.O.V.*

Only now had the battle gotten serious. After the earth-shattering roar from Alex, he charged at Ichigo as fast as he possibly could. Using his Sonído at full strength, he teleported all around the fully hollowfied soul reaper, who was all but amazed and shocked each time the kid slashed at or stabbed him while using his sonído. With help from his inner hollow and Zangetsu, he tried with all his might to increase the strength of his hierro, only slightly defending him from the angry barrage of attacks.

Dammit! Yo, king, the old goat and I are startin' to think you shouldn't have killed that Arrancar.

It's true Ichigo, we might not leave this battle alive. He is clearly overwhelming us, and I sense he still has more potential in him.

Shit, you guys are right. But don't any of you feel that something is off about his reiatsu? I can feel hollow and Shinigami, but nothing feels remotely human about him. Is it possible he's a defected Espada that Aizen didn't reveal to anyone?

Fuckin' doubt it. The conversation between them was cut short by a sharp blow to Ichigo's head with the flat of Alex's sword. Ichigo fell forward as a result, and Alex stomped hard on his chest, creating yet another crater in the ground. Alex watched with a disturbing Cheshire grin as the soul reaper struggled to move the heavy boot off of him and coughing up reddish-black blood. Desperate, Ichigo tried something he immediately regretted after. He tried using Kidō.

"Hadō number 31, Shakkahō!" The miserable failure of this attempt resulted in said Kidō spell to explode in the two enemies' faces like a grenade, only 100x the power and destruction.

People had started to come out of their houses to see what was causing all the ruckus and bright flashes to find what looked like the aftermath of nuclear war at their front doors, which is what most were thinking as their jaws hung wide open and more destructive flashes of energy appeared seemingly out of nowhere. There were some who were spiritually aware and were watched in awe as the white demon-thing clashed swords, fists, and energy blasts with the buff teenager clad in black. The teen was winning and unaware of the encouraging shouts from the growing audience.

Although one spiritually aware human was shocked and watched as her friend was caught off guard by an uppercut from the hollowfied strawberry and knocked back, narrowly rolling away from a cero-charged blade that ended up blasting an elephant-sized hole in the ground.

*MORGAN P.O.V.*

Oh you have got to be kidding me. Really Alex fighting fucking Ichigo Kurosaki? I thought as I watched my friend Alex. From my time in Japan, which was awesome if I must say, was well spent. I mean, try waking up one morning and then feel the horrible sickness of feeling all the reiatsu that was everywhere. I was in Karakura town last year when the battle between the Espada and Gotei 13 happened. They cloned the cities that much I realized. And everyone fell asleep, except for those spiritually aware, which I was thankful for. I learned about Ichigo Kurosaki when I was on one of the streets looking at my surrounding after just stumbling out of my residence.

I happened to come across Ichigo Kurosaki facing the asshole behind the Espada and all that fun jazz. Ichigo was a somewhat legend I guess you could say, because I mean he is insanely strong. All that I'd like to know was why? Probably his genes. So I got back to America and forgot the whole thing, but it would seem that it's coming back to me.

Alex swung his- oh shit, a Zanpakutō? Okay that isn't fair. Whatever. Anyway he swung his Zanpakutō and managed a hit onto the hollowed Ichigo. It was cool to watch, suddenly seeing swords smash at one point then another at a different point. Suddenly the people around me started to yell franticly, why they didn't do that earlier I don't know. They started to evacuate and I saw no one was making their way to me, sweet. I look back at the fighting ones and Alex had Ichigo pined. Sighing I walked over and approached slowly, waiting for the next move, but nothing came, so I decided to go a bit faster.

"Yo, Alex, what's up brah?" Heads snapped over towards me and I smirked. Flicking a piece of my blonde hair behind my ear, I walked to Alex. "Cool, didn't know you were a Shinigami. Anyway I suggest you end this damn thing and you can't kill the strawberry, he is important in his own home world. Alex's brows furrowed and his eyes squinted. Damn it that was his look of telling me to fuck off. "Dude, you are going to blow up my block and you have people thinking that explosions started happening, knock it off now." He still glared at me and he knew what was going to happen soon, and by soon I mean now. I leaped forward and kneed him into the stomach, he is such an idiot. I watched as he fell to the pavement of the street and then watched as Ichigo Kurosaki rose from the ground. He was no longer covered in the white stuff, which I assumed had something to do with his hollow.

"Thanks kid I gue-" he started in English.

"Yeah, I'm not a kid."

"Sorry, ma'am."

"Now you're just being a smartass Kurosaki."

"So you know who I am?"

"Indeed, now get out of here."

"No, you have a dangerous being here," he pointed to Alex, "he needs to be contained."

"Since when have you ever followed anything such as protocols?"

"I don't even know you."

"I know you, you could say that I'm a fan."

*ALEX P.O.V.*

"Aaarrggh, dammit. I hate it when you're right," I said. I don't know how, but Morgan being there somehow calmed me down. I thought clearly again, and realized she was right indeed. I slowly rose again and skimmed the destruction all around us, inwardly cussing at myself for going apeshit, again. Last time someone pissed me off bad was when a dumbass high schooler said I was fat and stupid. He lost half his teeth and an eye, and I destroyed half his house when I threw him into a wall. Although now I see I'd gone WAAAYYYY overboard.

"Well, in my defense, he fucking killed Eddie and was the first to fire a blast. That bala was a little over-charged, don't you think?"

"You're the one who almost cracked the Earth in half!" He points to the crack I made when I brought down my sword at the beginning of the fight.

"Uhm, well..." I stopped short when the realization that I almost killed a whole neighborhood full of people hit me like an angry kick to the face. Oh, no, wait, that was Morgan. I'm on my back and she's now looming over me.

"Baka! I what have I said about going apeshit like that? You could have killed ME!"

My heart sinks at this. I didn't want to hurt anyone, especially my friends. Now, because of me, Eddie is dead, half the neighborhood has been blasted away, and my best friend is pissed off at me.

At least your mom isn't here.

Mom. I couldn't go back home now. She'd be devastated seeing me like this. I looked down and saw Ichigo's blood on my boots. It'd be better if she thought I was just dead. My body was burnt badly and my head was totally gone.

"Morgan, tell my mom a good lie about how I died. I'll be back, I don't know when. I need to be alone a while." I bowed my head solemnly.

"I'm sorry for all this." I walked over to my body and pulled my iPod out of my pocket, it was surprisingly undamaged. I took my headphones and switched the song to Sacrifice by Disturbed.

"Don't look for me."

I smashed Ichigo's face to the ground and sonido'd up to the mountains. I searched for and found the bear I'd befriended a couple years back during a camping trip and constantly visited ever since. He looked up at me expectantly and I hugged him. Now that was a real bear hug. (*gets hit in the head with a frying pan* Hydro: LAME!)

You sure about this? Ichigo could have helped you learn control.

Hollow-control, I don't need it. I need self-control.

Damn right. But let's not stay here too long, alright. You need to find

I nodded my head in agreement and walked with the bear. He led us to a cave and we layed down next to eachother. I masked my reiatsu and fell asleep in the warm, thick, shaggy hide of my friend.

Alright, how was that? Thanks so much Hydro. Sorry again this was so late, I needed to work on it a lot since it was so much longer than my first three, and I was in need of editing from my awesome friend (READ HER STORIES OR I'LL DESTROY YOU ALL). But good for you readers, right? Well, see ya! RRAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWRRRRRRRR RRRRRR!