Alright, here is chapter 12, about fucking time right! Well things are gonna be a bit chaotic in the future, so I will update as soon as is possible, and I made a schedule so that I'll release the new chapters every other week, give or take a few days depending on homework loads seeing that I am taking summer classes!
Chapter 12: Ichigo's Hollow
"You were here to train weren't you?" I asked Ichigo, whose eyes widened almost immediately, his face getting a 'how did you know that' look. I chuckled as I turned back to the Visoreds, many of them smiling at me, obviously remembering me from when I was just a little girl.
"H-how the hell-?" Ichigo started only to be cut off as Shinji led him into the warehouse. The other Visoreds in the room leading me to their basement, which was almost exactly, like Uraharas'. The large space was exactly what I needed to get my frustrations out, and exactly what Ichigo needed to learn how to control the hollow inside of him. Tossing my sword out in front of me Khikanni transformed back into his wolf form, his large paws hitting the ground in a soft thud, his mid-air transformation like nothing else in the universe.
"Alright," Shinji shouted, running in front of me and the others, Ichigo's arm still in his hand. "Let's get this started!" He shouted, only to be cut off a moment later when Khikanni tackled him, much like when he was still a puppy, taking after Hiyori in that sense, and pinned him to the ground. The wolf Zanpaku-to spirit having a paw on each of Shinji's shoulders, he didn't need to use his weight to keep the Visored under him. "Yeah, hi Khikanni,"
"'Bout damn time!" the wolf shouted, running over to me and allowing Shinji to get back onto his feet, "You never say hi to me! You always say hello to Rev, but never me!" the wolf was going on a rant, a rant that was long overdue, but still very irrelevant to what was going on, making me smile just slightly. "Just for that I should punch you,"
"You can't punch him Khi," Love said, his spiky hair making him look like a starfish, "You don't have hands." I laughed as Khikanni transformed into his human form, just to prove Love wrong, the wolf's human form slightly different that it was a few years ago, now standing the exact height that Grimmjow had been his jet black hair now had a single stripe of white in the front, though his eyes and basic body figure and clothing had not changed in the slightest. The main difference however was the fact that his body was covered in the same scars that I was, even thought I had never gone into my Resurrection form since before Grimmjow had left, the pain of that day coming back slightly as I remembered it.
"Guys this is getting us no where!" I shouted, my eyes narrowing slightly as I looked at Ichigo, sensing the hollow inside of him, it was powerful, and cruel, and it really wanted out. I stepped over to my cousin, looking at him in the eye as we got into each other's personal space. "You better let that hollow out of ya Ichigo," I growled, his scared eyes starting to allow the hollow out as the white turned black and the brown turned gold, "Cause ya won't survive if 'e don't come out."
That alone was the trigger; Ichigo pushed himself out of his body, his soul reaper uniform an odd ball out from everyone's casual wear and my mix of uniforms, his zanpaku-to Zangetsu one of the largest swords I had ever seen, the long wrappings circling it's wielder as he charged at me, my eyes narrowing as I caught his blade with my bare hand, his entire body revealing the shock that he had felt, some of the other Visords chuckling at the mistake that my cousin had made.
I chuckled, my laugh making Ichigo shudder and his eyes to transform further into their hollow forms. "You can do better than that, can't ya STRAWBERRY?" my voice was teasing and his eyes narrowed at the nickname I had given him, a growl ripping through his chest as I felt his sword cut through my skin, sending me back a few feet at a time, my shoes digging into the ground beneath them as I held my hand out for Khikanni to return to his original form and join me, which he did in less than a second, jumping into the air in a rush of fur and spiritual pressure as his long silver chain surrounded my body much like the wrappings of Zangetsu did to my cousin.
I heard the clash of our blades before I felt it, the sound of metal on metal more like a melody of a song than the scream of battle to me, and then I felt the impact, my muscles tensing to brace the sudden force pressing against me, Ichigo's hollow half obviously much stronger than he was, but then again, compared to normal souls hollows were stronger. I heard the creature laugh, the other Visords backing away as I spun on a dime, deflecting Ichigo's sword and creating a gash across his cheek in one single fluid movement.
"Ha! You think you're so good daughter of Aizen!" Ichigo shouted, but I had to admit, that didn't sound even close to my cousins voice, it was too high pitched, and the laugh sounded more like an echo than anything else that I had ever heard. I grinned slightly, not afraid of the hollow in front of me in the slightest, this would be a challenge I have been waiting for, a way to get my anger out about my father, the argument I had with the Captains earlier, about Grimmjow.
A growl escaped my lips as I thought of the half-blood, the ONLY other half-blood besides myself, ignoring the sudden hits and cuts that Ichigo gave me I shook them off as though nothing happened, before turning back to my attacker, my silver eyes hitting gold as he charged me, the Visords all calling out as Zangetsu was swung down, the hollow making to cut me clean in half.
But then I moved.
My right hand moved Khikanni a mere instant before the large weapon struck home, the clash of metal against metal deafening, the sudden wind created by our clashing spiritual pressure shredding part of my uniform as Ichigo seemed to just freeze in mid-air, his breathing hitching as I laughed, all the Visored's eyes widening at the way I seemed to just lose control, loosing myself in the battle as our Zanpaku-to's collided over and over again, until everything became a blur.
The cut at my shoulder,
The gash on Ichigo's cheek,
The bruise on my ribs,
Everything seemed to melt together in one big motion, the sounds only being the clash of blades, the slice of skin, and our two sickening laughs, laughs that would have made even my father's skin crawl in terror.
"Hahaha!" the hollow in front of me laughed, our fighting not even slowing down as his sword narrowly missed my left arm, "King and I never had this much fun!"
"Ichigo is king huh?" I chuckled, the hollow's eyes narrowing dangerously as I did so, "doesn't that make you the horse?" My statement just seemed to piss him off, a roar escaping him as he charged forward toward me, his left hand extended in a cero, but I was ready. My own hand was raised, my midnight black cero charging in the middle of my left palm as Ichigo's red charged on his left finger-tips, before we both fired at the same time. The cero's collided in the middle of the field, the blast of energy almost as great as the one the night before, but my power was greater than the hollow's, sending most of the damage his way and launching him back into the dirt almost a hundred yards away.
"BITCH!" was the only thing he shouted, making my eyes narrow at the insult, obviously directed at how I was part wolf-arrancar. I flash-stepped at him, my katana slicing open his back making black blood gush over my silver sword. My still bloodied right hand released my hold on the hilt of my Zanpaku-to, gripping the silver chain instead as I spun it in my hand in a large arc, steadily gaining momentum as I continued, the hollow only looking at me with widened eyes.
"Who ya callin' bitch ya bastard?" I growled, sending my sword straight at my cousin, who gracefully dodged it before he noticed me right next to him, my left hand already at his neck in a grip he couldn't get out of, his widened eyes enough to show that he knew he had lost this battle. I chuckled and snarled into my cousins ear before his hollow faded away, the single sentence enough to make him chuckle and agree to my terms before he returned into Ichigo's inner world. My words simple, and something both he, the Visored's and I would be looking forward to.
"Same time tomorrow."
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Okay, I'm sooooo sorry I know it has been a long time and I will never forgive myself….. T.T nerrrrrrrrrr!
But, this story has not stopped, and will not until it is finished!