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Dark. It was dark. Why was it so (Beep) dark? Oh right. She has her eyes closed.
She opened her eyes and the sandy dunes of Hueco Mundo and the beautiful night sky that came along with it. How had she come here? Last thing she remembered was.
The purple orbs of Cirucci Sanderwicci snap open wide.
She was about to be killed!
She looked around, but no one was there. Where were they? That bustard of an Arrancer wouldn't have taken a stealthy approach. He would have just overwhelmed her with the sheer number of clones he could make.
"So your awake." An unrecognizeable voice said to her which of course startled her. She noticed her Zanpatou at her side and quickly picks it up, unsheathed and turned to the owner of the voice.
"Who are you?" she asked sternly.
"Does it matter?" asked the man. He wasn't even facing her even though she had her weapon raised.
Cirucci eyes the mystery person cautiously. He turns and their eyes meet.
Purple eyes of an Arrancar meet the cold and emotionless blue of a human.
He begins to walk towards her and she held her blade tighter.
That is, until she felt a large amount of Spiritual Pressure which instantly sent her struggling on the ground just to even move a muscle.
"You act just like her as well." He mutters walking past her as the intense Pressure subsided. "All bark and no bite."
Cirucci gasped for breath. Shaking as she turned her head to her 'savior'. "W-who are you?"
"It doesn't matter." He said.
"Why did you save me?" she asked again, still on the ground.
"Because you look like her. A friend. A friend whom I hate enough to kill." He stopped before answering.
"If you hate her so much. Why'd you save me?" she finds herself asking, even though every part of her body felt like running into the infinite sands of Hueco Mundo, then waste her time with this mortal.
The man chuckles at that before speaking. "The heart of a man is more complicated than a woman could ever dream of."
With that he's gone. Leaving a completely surprised Arrancar behind, wondering.
"Since when could a human do that?"
"Darn it!" Uryu cursed, the pain emitting form his broken leg was the cause of him doing so.
Renji panted, blood trailing from the corners from his mouth, just like Uryu's. His Bankai activated but utterly useless at the bare moment.
And due to their 'predicament' it was Pesche and Dondochaka to the rescue. The two low level Arrancars showed a coordination of good teamwork and unleashed a powerful attack. But it seemed that Szayal Aporro was simply too cunning for them.
The once human figure of their enemy had changed. He was in, as they called, their released form. Otherwise know as Resurrecion. Or something like that.
At what Uryu figured. Arrancars sealed their true form in their Zanpatou. And just like Soul reapers. A hidden power lied dormant with it.
From the corner of his eyes Uryu saw that Renji was nervous as well. It was obvious. They both knew, this battle may as well be the end of them.
"Damn it." Renji cursed. Trying to move but the 'broken' bones in his body refused to do as instructed by his mind. Zabimaru. The his zanpatou coiled itself around its master but not directly touching him, ready to protect him from all attacks.
"My my my." Szayal taunted. The new grown bone like appendages attached to his back shaking with excitement. "If only I had known that my Resurrecion form would have been too much for you. I may not have released. But oh well. Can't do anything about it now."
Dondochaka and Pesche fired Ceros at the stronger Arrancar. But it was no use. All of them were easily deflected or dodged. This was a bad situation. If they get too close Szayal would easily capture and make a puppet of them. Stay too far from him and he'll just easily destroy their internal organs one by one with the puppet he already made of them...
Szayal's top left 'wing' came forward. Two small dolls that looked like Uryu and Renji hung on it. The 'pouches' acting like a form of Super Glue.
"At least I found a couple of test subjects." Szayal sighed with a grin. Pulling out a pair of heart shaped objects from the small cup on his free hand.
'Shit!' Renji thought, doing his best to move his arm and ignore the intense pain from it.
Hihio Zabimaru charged forward, it's mouth open, planning to swallow Szayal Aporro whole and end this madness.
Szayal raised his eyebrows and dropped the two hearts then took out a pair or tooth picks.
The toothpick snapped. And Renji collapsed. Groaning in pain. The destruction of Renji's legs had caused Zabimaru's direction to change. And it missed the mad scientist by mere inches.
"I must thank you." Szayel chuckled. "For a moment there I was about to kill you. I almost forgot that experimenting on you alive would provide much more useful than dead."
"I am afraid you won't be getting that chance, Szayal Aporro Granz." A deep and dark voice echoed. Surprising about everyone.
Everything became quiet. The sound if foot steps began floating on that silence. The footsteps echoed as well. Putting the scary on the ominous effects that set itself on everyone's hearts. The noise came from everywhere. The left, right, the sky and even on the ground. Renji knew cause he was technically kissing it.
"Who's there?!" Szayal shouted. The fear within him became too much for him to handle.
"That would be me." The voice replied from behind him as the noise of footsteps stopped.
Szayal quickly turned, throwing his lower left 'wing' at the mysterious stranger.
The stranger simply sidestepped. The attack harmlessly slices through the air beside the unharmed victim.
Hiro walks forward, without even acknowledging the presence of the Espada. Who in turn seemed to have frozen in spot.
"Rukia, Chad!" Both Shinigami and Quincy exclaimed as they noticed Rukia and Chad's limp and bloody form on Hiro's arms. Chad was carried on the shoulder while Rukia hung on his side.
"What happened to them?" Everyone asked Hiro but the questions were ignored.
"Let us leave." Hiro said. "I've had enough of this foolishness."
No one was given the chance to speak otherwise as they all disappeared in a flash of green light.
Szayal's body stood still for a few more moments, till his released form crumbled away and his more humane form remained. His body collapsed on the ground. Blood coming out of his ears as he was able to utter a single-
"Impossible..."
And then a dark abyss took over the Octavia Espada's mind.
Today, was seriously a bad day.
But it was still a day, just like any other.
The Cero coming towards him he easily dodged. But the sickles that followed demanded to be blocked. The force behind the attack easily sent the substitute Shinigami back.
"Ha!" Nnotoria shouted. The grin on his face not leaving.
"Damn it!" Ichigo cursed out loud. Frustration was easily detectable in his tone. His fight with Grimmjow was short. Not because either of them were far too stronger than each other. But because it was cut short. By the very blades that were being used to cut him in half.
"Ichigo look out!" Orihime screamed and Ichigo jumped.
Ichigo's eyes slightly darted from his enemy to his friend. It only took a moment for him to return back to the fight.
Unable to use his hollow mask. Cause he already did moments ago with Grimmjow and reached his limit of using it for the day. This battle wasn't going to be easy, if not downright impossible. The only sensible thing to do now-
'-is to stall till reinforcements arrive.' Ichigo thought. All the while hoping his Senpai would hurry up. He wouldn't last much longer like this.
Nnotoria was one of the top five Espada. Above both Grimmjow AND Ulquiorra. And as his normal form was strong. His Resurrecion form was far stronger.
"I'm beginning to feel that using my Resurrecion was a bad idea! Your just too weak, Shinigami!" Nnotoria exclaimed, his mouth open with a fairly large grin.
Ichigo couldn't help but wince at the taunt. Even though it was technically true. Nnotoria wasn't even using all four of his arms!
Why did he have to have FOUR damned arms? Ichigo had to groan inside his mind.
Using Flash steep he got behind the one eyes Arrancar to strike. And the hit landed. But it didn't cut.
"I'm getting bored of this." Nnotoria says, catching Ichigo by his Zanpatou and throwing him in the opposite direction. Ichigo crashed into a column of cement and bricks.
"Itsygo/Ichigo!" Both Nel and Orihime cried out.
"Now you!" Nnotoria pointed at the girls.
"H-huh?" Nel asked, tears brewing in her large eyes.
"I remember you now. It's good to see you again. Neliel." His scythes swung in his hands.
"What are you talking about?" Nel asked, hiding behind Orihime who put up a barrier in between them, even though it was completely useless against him.
"What am- Oh I see. You lost your memories when you cracked your mask." Nnotoria said. "Well no matter. I'll just kill you anyway."
His mouth opened wide an a purple Cero charged up on the tip if his tongue. The sphere of hollow energy increasing by the seconds.
The cero fired instantly.
"Nel run!" Orihime yelled with worry.
The child didn't need to be told twice. She started to run out of the way, completely forgetting about the older woman and tripped on the edge of her cloak and fell.
The side of Nnotoria's lips curled upwards and the Cero changed it direction and was heading towards Nel.
The light consumed the child in a matter of micro seconds...
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And that's a wrap! Sorry if its short or unsatisfying. You see recently I've been absorbed in an online game called Clash of Clans. The thing literally ate my attention. Which is why I've been unable to read PR even write Fanfictions.
I think I remembered reading a review that said about me saying in the summery don't like don't read or something like that and flames n stuff. Well about all writers hate flamers bit no one hates those who point out constructive criticism. That helps us get better while the other simply put us down and angry
Anyways, please review.