It was cloudy, and the rain was falling in both worlds. Oi. King. This is a bad idea, if you're gone then what hope will everyo-A rumbling snarl echoed from Ichigo's throat, his inner world shaking as another building creaked and groaned ominously. Tell me, Zangetsu, who do you mean by "everyone?" The snarl grew sharper, fiercer, and his ambient Reiatsu had become visible again. "Everyone" is DEAD!
His inner world had thunder rumbling, as lightning struck the skyscraper Zangetsu was standing on, leaving a buzzing crackle beneath the hollow, the electricity thrumming through the building's metal structure.
Zangetsu just grimaced as the rain got worse, and the Old Man didn't wanna come out, so Zangetsu sat down, and fantasized about slicing into the bastards that had caused all this. Shitty captains can't even do anything… They've known about this guy for a thousand fuckin' YEARS! How did they just-ignore this? The satisfaction of seeing the (imaginary) Yhwach choking on his own blood as the Khyber knife slid out of his gut, another slice to remove his arm, and a third to remove the bastard's head, Zangetsu felt much better.
Unfortunately… Ichigo did not. And would not.
Not with nothing left.
Zangetsu. Old Man. We're doing this. The spirits of both blades sighed, the Old Man hopping out of his stomach and focusing all the power in the air around them, namely Ichigo's own, incredibly dense and powerful Reiatsu, into Ichigo himself. A garganta split the air, Ichigo stepping in and willing platforms beneath him. Then a second garganta opened, even as the first was just closing, and Ichigo stepped through a second time, this time, into the Dangai.
The rumbling of the walls was oddly peaceful, considering what he was planning. The rumbling of the walls right after he flared a touch of his Reiatsu was music to his ears as he gave a smile that would look more at home on Kenpachi. His lips quirked in a bitter smile. Or, would have looked. At the very least, don't forget he died as he wanted, while doing what he lived for. It was cold comfort, but it was better than nothing.
The rumbling finally started getting pretty loud, the Kototsu drawing near. Ichigo took a deep breath, repeating the words etched into his soul. Abandon your fear, retreat and you will age. hesitate and you will die. A cold determination entered Ichigo's eyes, the emotions rending his soul to pieces pushed to the side for the moment.
It was time to get them back.
He focused his mind, time seeming to slow even within the Dangai, as he darted to one side of the Kototsu, arm wreathed in so much Reiatsu as to be shrouded in a Getsuga Tenshou itself, as a third Garganta was ripped into the side of the Kototsu.
A screech echoed as the Koryu seemed to writhe, the Reishi all around becoming unstable.
Ichigo just grinned at the reaction, and stepped forward into the garganta. There would be no looking back, there would be no retreat, and there would be no hesitation.
Running through the third garganta was draining his Reiatsu faster than instantly regenerating all four of his limbs as fast as was possible, continuously. Don't start that now, focus King.
He hummed, deciding to merge a bit further with his Hollow side, both of them feeling what the other felt and understanding. The sudden instinct to protect himself had them merging even furth-A violent SHRIEKING filled his soul, the dissonance throwing the path off as there was a grunt and the shrieking got louder, a shiver working its way through Ichigo, one shared in his mirror image.
And they were separate again, because Zangetsu grabbing his head and snarling through the constant shriek worming through Ichigo's soul, one that was from the snarling Hollow, their Bankai beginning to break down.
"Oi! Zangetsu, talk to me, what's wrong? I can barely feel you!" All he got in return was a loud hiss as Zangetsu pointed the Bankai blade at Ichigo, the reflection making himself flinch as he flared his power. Ichigo's eyes widened as the Hollow power began fading from him, being pulled into Zangetsu, even as his Shinigami Reiatsu began filtering into the orange haired man.
Ichigo! I cannot maintain the path much longer, throw him back and take control of your body before all is lost! A low growl erupted from the wild Hollow's throat as he charged, blade held behind him as the arm began to tense and twist, bringing the blade around in a long arc that sliced through the air.
Right as Ichigo countered with his own blade of the hollow in front of him, and sliced and twisted with the old man's blade, a loud cry erupting as Zangetsu writhed. What happened to Bankai…?
Ichigo winced at the thundering of his soul, something,,, ripping at itself, almost. He shook it off and got back into the driver's seat, feeling the weight pressing on him and rushing on toward what seemed to be a beacon, calling to him. Ichigo tried to open a Garganta to escape the layers of the Dangai he'd reached, but pulling that much hollow power felt diff-Zangetsu!
A growl was the only warning before a lightning fast slice came straight for Ichigo's head, blocked by the cleaver once more, but that was no blade this time. The hastily thrown up cleaver had bit into the whiplike tail, bright red angled like it had a sun drawn on the tip with a white base, the white trailing up and up and up, until he saw the white bone mask with what looked like red tribal markings, what had always looked like tribal markings.
But the real problem was that Ichigo couldn't feel Zangetsu, could only watch and feel vibrations as the hollow in front of him howled and slashed wildly.
The familiar mask of calm made his inner world darken for a moment, all light seemingly being sucked into the two blades in Ichigo's hands. "Getsuga…" The hollow roared and darted for Ichigo, no tactics, no fun of the fight. Just a hollow, wildly running toward destruction. "JUJISHO!"
He didn't wait to see the results, coming back to control his body just in time to wrench open another Garganta, Soul Society in mind. If this worked, great. Perfect. Maybe he could fix something for once.
If not, who cared? It's not like he could do that much worse by being dead. Not with how he failed everyone he promised to protect.
A/N
So. Apparently I can't stick with stories when they get tough very well…. And real life has been a bit too interesting for my tastes, so it's been just a tad difficult to get back into writing AGV or Fate/Monsters, unfortunately (but yes I am working on them). So. Uh. Here's this,,,,,,,, thing. That will totally not go horribly wrong in every conceivable way, trust me I'm a writer I know this stuff.
Because it's gonna be beautiful in what carnage there'll be. Hehehehehehehehehe.
So, see you soon guys, and,,,,, I hope you enjoy seeing what I write, because it's so fun to write, but seeing reviews is genuinely one of the best possible things any writer can see, oh and if you can, check out Reign of Rayne. Amazing author and basically the reason I'm in such a Bleach mood(even though I did have this idea before, and no one has done quite what I'm planning). Anyways, long A/N but I hope you guys have a good one, later!