Thunder Moonfang
"Fuckin bullshit." Candice Catnipp muttered while grinding her teeth. Her hands were clenched into fists, each footstep practically slammed on the pavement, and her electrifying green hair shook violently. She was annoyed, irritated, and downright pissed off.
"Bambietta knew, the bitch fucking knew my eyes were on that hunk. So, what does she do the instant she gets annoyed? Kills him for the sake of relieving petty level stress dammit. Who the hell gave her permission to kill my eye candy? Furthermore, I spend over an hour every morning perfecting my hair and the meathead goes to Bambietta with zero hesitation despite my numerous attempts to enthrall him. Bitch needs better stress relievers. I fuckin cannot…"
The tall green haired woman kept her hot-tempered and murderous words run non-stop. Any unfortunate bystander who came across the thunderous woman received nasty glares for 'eavesdropping' on her rant. One man even met the unfortunate fate of peeing his pants just by looking into her murderous gaze for a mere millisecond. All the Sternritter wanted was a quiet evening. A quiet evening involving relaxation and flirting after prepping her part of her leader's plans for the day. Other nasty plans reared their ugly head instead. Losing her potential playmate as a result. Candice, straight up done with everything, knew she needed to get out and blow off her rage. How? She had no idea. She wanted out and did not care if anyone gave her shit for staying out late. Thus, her stomping feet lead her to Karakura town.
"Shit." Sighed Candice doing her best to calm down. Her roars of constant anger resulted in a massive headache. As she rubbed the sides of her head, many slow deep breaths escaped her lips. "Get it together Candice, You're better than this."
Once again, a massive sigh escaped her lips. She was so tired and fed up. But she must admit, she felt better, if only slightly. But it was something. Venting her anger to the high heavens and terrifying those who dared to cross her path were an excellent combo for serenity. However, grouchiness lingered.
"Peace and quiet at last. For how long though? Also, where the hell am I?"
Candice's head turned around and to her delight and fortune, a convenience store stood to her backside just a few feet away.
"The timing could not have been more perfect." Candice said smirking with excitement. "Could go for something sweet. Maybe a melon soda or sweet tea. I don't care. Karakura town don't you dare disappoint."
Candice with zero hesitation entered her newly established 'lucky' convenience store, greeted the store employee who was an elderly lady, and began her mission to achieve her beverage. One problem, she had no idea where to look. Her base of operations 'Silbern' is not one to include modern conveniences similar to those in the living world nor the Seireitei. She was low key fascinated by the plentitude of commodities.
"Noted, when his majesty Yhwach succeeds in creating the new world, I will demand an onslaught of these shops be placed everywhere. We need exotic tastes dammit." Candice huffed her last sentence feeling proud of her plans. Then, in the corner of her eye, one lone melon soda was finally caught by her. In her excitement, her arm quickly rose without thinking.
Unfortunately, not even excitement was enough to prevent another store goer from snatching that very melon soda she had her eyes on. She did not even get the chance to touch her beverage. Candice had enough.
"OI! Carrot top! Where do you think you're going with that last melon soda?" Candice said shouting her words. She snapped once more, aggressively pointing at an orange spiky haired individual. "Who the fuck gave you permission to steal other people's stuff and claim it as your own you red head wannabe! Get better hair dye or actually have the balls to get it professionally done, you pansy!"
"Tough talk coming from a crazy lady whose hair is more freakish than mine." Growled the tall orange headed man. He turned around giving Candice a perfect view of his slim face and brown eyes glaring at her own green eyes. "Who the fuck gave you permission to call out people you know jack shit about? This is my natural hair color. Don't like it? I don't care. Do something about your own hair and dye it a more tasteful color instead of parading around like a green freak."
"Green freak? Ooooo, we got ourselves a smooth talker." Candice said mockingly revealing an evil grin. "For your information I spend hours every morning styling my hair to perfection. No dirt ever touches this beauty of a mane. Can't say the same about your rough orange exterior. Wonder how many chicks got their eyes poked out from your orange head alone?"
"Ohhhhh, you're one of those girls." The orange haired individual said while flashing his own evil grin. "Explains the horrid smell in the air. Your hair oozes ghastly aromas. Can't get two sentences down without being repulsed by your vanity project. Guys only seem to wanna be with you because they pity you. That's just sad."
Candice had her pride and joy mocked for the last time. Any mercy left in her body diminished. She was ready to let him have it.
"If you two lovebirds are finally done with your flirt fest, buy your crap and get out my store!" The elderly employee yelled fed up with her bickering customers. Candice and the orange haired person, without missing a beat, broke all concentration on each other to stare down at the elderly lady who dared scold them.
"Who the fuck you calling lovebirds you old fart?" Candice and her orange haired acquaintance shouted simultaneously not realizing they said those words at the same time. This prompted a stare down between all three in dead silence. How long did this epic glare exchange last for? Nobody kept track so the answer was unclear.
The orange haired individual however, decided enough was enough. He took a bottle of melon soda out from his shopping basket and tossed it at Candice, catching the bottle effortlessly thanks to watching his actions through the corner of her eye. Candice was absolutely confused.
"Y'know," Began the orange haired man. "If you bothered to pay attention before screaming like a lunatic, you would've saw there were two melon soda's left. Not just one. Yeah, I took both regardless, but if you came up and asked nicely, I would have been more than happy to share the extra. Instead, you threw a hissy fit for no damn reason and accused me of stealing 'your stuff'. Well, there you go. You're welcome."
The orange haired individual said those last two words with exceptional irritation towards Candice before marching to the register and purchasing all items he possessed. He left the building in a huff. Candice however stood in place staring at the melon soda thrown at her. She finally obtained the beverage she craved.
Frustration creeped up on her the longer she stared at the bottle. She practically shoved her open hand to her face almost growling in it.
"Fuck this." Candice muttered angerly. She marched to the register, purchased the melon soda, and made her way out. Frantically, Candice searched high and low for a runaway orange spiked head. He only had a 5–10-minute head start at max. Plus, how common is it really for one to have orange hair as bright as his. Surely, locating him should be easy right?
"Where are you carrot top?" Candice muttered to herself as she paced through Karakura town. Currently, the time is close to evening so streets were empty enough to allow Candice to use hirenkyaku without too much worry of bystander's gaze looking where it shouldn't be. Much to her delight, finding her orange deviant proved less challenging than expected. Candice found the man sitting on a park bench by the river seemingly taking a break from walking. He just stared at the river without saying a word.
"Oi, spike head." Candice called out. The orange haired individual turned his head in confusion. He recognized the voice from the shop earlier and wondered how she caught up to him. Last he checked, he had quite the head start. He wondered if the woman was a track star but a bottle of melon soda was tossed at him before any questions were asked. Catching the bottle was super easy, he was just confused. He gave the woman he argued with what she wanted. Why did she give back the item she wanted so desperately?
"Look, I'm sorry, okay?" Candice shouted in a still frustrated yet apologetic tone. She was more frustrated with herself than anything. She struggled to look at the orange haired person in the eye and stared off to the side. "I had a shit day. Today was long, my plans to unwind got shafted, and some colleagues of mine pissed me off. I desperately needed fresh air and you caught me fresh off that scandal and I took my anger out on you. The beverage is on me as an apology for being a brat for no reason. I'll look elsewhere for the drink I want or purchase something different, who cares at this point. Should not be wound up over some stupid liquid to begin with. Anyway, I'll leave you alone. I've bothered you enough with my bullshit."
Before Candice angerly moved a single centimeter, in the corner of her eye, the melon soda she tossed to the guy, came right back her way. She caught the bottle effortlessly and raised an eyebrow. Alongside the feeling of déjà vu she exhibited internally, she was confused why the orange haired individual gave back the melon soda. She'd argue it belonged to him more than her.
"What's your name?" The guy asked breaking Candice from her train of thoughts.
"Candice Catnipp." She spoke with slight skepticism as she looked into the orange haired person's brown eyes. "What about you stranger?" Candice said with a slight chuckle.
"Ichigo Kurosaki." The man identified now as Ichigo said firmly. Ichigo moved over from the middle of the bench to the left side leaving a seat open to his right. He pointed to said empty seat. "Wanna sit down and join me? Your ass looks exhausted."
"…" Candice's eyes switched between Ichigo and the empty seat. A quiet internal battle caused hesitance. Finally, she exhaled a huge sigh.
"Why not?" Candice said smirking. With great and tired steps, she at last sat down. Attempts of relaxation were finally possible. Candice opened her bottle of soda and allowed refreshing liquids to overtake her. After a big drink, she grew a cocky grin as she looked over at Ichigo.
"Glad to hear you admitted to staring at my ass." Candice said teasing Ichigo. "Although I don't blame you. I do have a sexy ass. So, you got good tastes."
Candice gave out a wink as Ichigo glared at the smug green haired woman he became acquainted with. He knew he walked right into that one which made him curse at himself.
"Can't deny it. He's a cutie." Candice thought as she teased. "He's gotta be 15 or 16 if I had to guess. He's a bit younger, and he's a regular human to boot, but that's okay. Perhaps I can have some much-needed overdue fun with him. Less Bambi knows of my new potential eye candy, the better."
"You live near here?" Ichigo asked breaking Candice out of her thoughts. "Never seen you in Karakura town before."
"…I guess you could say that." Candice said vaguely.
"You guess?" Ichigo raised an eyebrow.
"I reside in a nearby town on official work-related business for family." Candice chose her words carefully. She didn't full on lie per se, but being 100% honest about being a member of Wandenreich's Sternritter was suicide. "Karakura town serves as a distraction from homelife. Believe me, when I need out, I mean it."
"And today ended up being one of those unfortunate days?" Ichigo asked dryly as he finally drank his own melon soda.
"My group leader is a bitch." Candice said irritatingly in response confirming Ichigo's suspicions. "When she gets aggravated, she relieves her stress with zero disregard to how others feel. I swear she's living ticking time bomb. All I wanted was to be done with work today, go out on a date and have some fun with this hunk I've had my eyes on. He held some good level of attraction towards me as well. What does my leader do when I'm not looking? Seduces and steals my date away. She just seduces him because she feels like it and kills him as a joke… Well, kills his lust for me to be specific. Not literal killing."
Candice let herself get carried away and had to fudge up the truth a bit. She hoped Ichigo bought it and did not suspect an actual murder.
"Wow, you're right, what a bitch." Ichigo said in a deadpanned tone and expression. "Weird word choices aside, what the hell kind of stress relief is that?"
"Thank you!" Candice shouted defiantly as she looked up and raised her hands and arms up in an over exaggerated way. She lowered her arms and exhaled a sigh while staring at the sky. "Although, not sure what's considered worse. My group leader stealing hunks I am interested in considering it a joke to get her to relieve herself, or the fact said hunk willingly ditched me the moment some other woman ogled him. Almost too willingly"
"Is this a common occurrence where you work at?" Ichigo asked with curiosity.
"…" Candice stayed silent for a minute enjoying the view above her. Clear evening skies were approaching, and she kept her eyes on the slow transition towards the changing colors.
"Nah." Candice said with a cocky grin. "Although, those who are wise know karma is a bigger bitch than anyone in existence. She'll get what she deserves eventually." Candice ended those words by grinning even bigger. Ichigo, who found the wide grin contagious, showed his own grin.
"Good stuff will absolutely come your way." Ichigo said as he raised his bottle as if to give a toast. "Give em hell."
"My oh my I befriended a motivational speaker." Candice said as a tease. Although, she lowkey appreciated the kind words. They were a breath of fresh air from what she was used to. Not that she'd ever admit it of course. She just smiled in the end.
"Awww, the joys of young love." A random voice said nearby behind Candice and Ichigo.
"Buzz off!" Candice and Ichigo shouted in unison as they turned their heads around shoving a menacing glare at their eavesdropper. Much to one's surprise, an undead spirit with the appearance of a middle-aged woman was their culprit. She was just inches away from their backs. Their glare spooked the spirit who appeared to be appalled the two bench sitters could see her. The undead spirit in desperation bolted and flew faster one would think of an undead spirit flying speed would be.
"Damn pest." Ichigo said in a growl still glaring the direction where the ghost flew off at.
"I get it, they are dead and bored, but for real, get a better hobby." Candice said in a huff.
"Although," Ichigo began looking back at Candice in fascination. "Can you really see ghosts? Can't remember the last time I met someone like that."
Candice raised an eyebrow in confusion of what Ichigo was talking about. It wasn't until several seconds later when it finally dawned on her.
"A human who can see spirits as clear as day?" Candice thought in shock. "I completely forgot I was in the world of the living. How bad did my slip of the tongue expose me? I'd rather not kill him and cause a scene."
"You just get stranger and stranger the more I hang out with you." "Ichigo said in a skeptical tone. "Who the hell are you?"
"… Candice Catnipp is the name a pleasure to meet you once again." Candice said in a mocking tone after a moment of silence causing Ichigo to glare at her for the smart-ass comment. "But hey, I could ask you the exact same question carrot top. Who the hell are you and how long have you been able to see dead people?"
"Fair enough." Ichigo said in defeat unable to argue. Although he still felt the need to. "I'm just a high school student who has been able to see the dead for as long as I can remember. Nothing special about me as Ironic as that sounds. But don't dodge my question. What's your story green freak?"
"Is that your way of smooth talking me?" Candice asked with her own glare. Although she broke the glare and looked the other way in a nervous way. "But look, from one spirit gazer to another, please keep this ability of mine on the down low. I'd rather not be seen as some lunatic whenever I go out. No even my colleagues know I can see ghosts. Knowing them, they'd see me as a circus clown."
"… Alright, my lips are sealed." Ichigo said in an understanding tone. He even nodded his head in acknowledgement.
"Hook, line, and sinker." Candice thought with an internal sigh of relief. "Although, you piqued my interest Kurosaki. How strong is your spiritual awareness? Is your reiatsu thick enough to where you can see Shinigami and Hollows? You just got a whole lot more fun. Lucky me." Candice gave off the faintest of smirks ever thought possible with that last thought. Ichigo thought he caught wind of said smirk, but convinced himself he was seeing things so brushed it off.
"Many thanks." Candice said appreciatively. "My beautiful feminine charm is the only thing people need to focus on." Candice said with a hair flip. Ichigo just rolled his eyes as he took another sip of his drink. This did not go unnoticed by Candice.
"Mock all you want, but look what happened, they pulled you in." Candice said with her chest swelling with pride.
"Does this mean you lowkey admit to me being attractive?" Ichigo asked in his own attempt to tease, albeit dryly.
"Well duh, you got handsome features. And a good eye color to boot. I know handsome faces when I see one." Candice said with cocky grin to which Ichigo just grumbled and blushed lightly knowing his attempt to tease failed. Realization struck seconds later.
"Wait a minute," Ichigo deadpanned. "Weren't you the one who not only called out to me twice, but even went as far as to chase me around town? So, from my end it seemed you were desperate to get to know me."
"…Shit." Candice muttered in defeat. Ichigo was right, Candice was the one who first spoke sparking their acquaintance. All because her tempter got the better of her over a soda. In hindsight, not her proudest moment.
"Well, I'm not complaining." Candice thought. "Anyone who can deal with my temper and bounce back my teasing gets bonus points. His reiatsu is strong as a bonus. You win this round brat."
"Question though." Ichigo said breaking Candice out of her thoughts once more. "What's with the weird outfit? Is it a cosplay? Never seen clothing choices like yours before."
Candice looked down her body and saw she was still in her Sternritter outfit. Revealing heavy amounts of her well-endowed figure. White sleeveless jacket with the top buttons unbuttoned showing ample cleavage of her busty chest, the same jacket tied up exposing a slim and trimmed midriff, white short shorts showing off smooth and soft thighs, long white gloves trailing all the way to her upper arm, and finally white boots trailing up just past her ankles. She took off the hat she had on and twirled it with her finger.
"Like the view?" Candice asked with a chuckle. "You're kind of right though. My… friends enjoy making these custom outfits and I'm usually their go to model. Cosplays, original outfits, you name it. I was so wrapped up in my personal issues I forgot to change. Noted though, the verdict of the public finds said outfits to be weird looking and unpleasant. Fine tuning is required." Candice lied about the outfit origins. She was relieved the cosplay comment came up. She didn't know what excuse to come up with, so she just went with it.
"Just because I said the outfit was weird doesn't mean I think it's bad." Ichigo deadpanned. "It looks professionally made. Your friends really made that?"
"Generally speaking, when one says something is weird, its used in a negative way." Candice said countering Ichigo's words.
"Well, I'm not other people." Ichigo said defiantly. "In my eyes, the outfit looks great. You pull it off quite well." Candice just chuckled and grinned.
"Obviously you aren't other people." Candice said keeping her grin while ruffling up Ichigo's spiky hair with one hand to exemplify her point. Ichigo groaned in annoyance while attempting to swat her hand away. Candice however moved away too quickly.
"Huh, I was wrong." Candice said in fascination confusing Ichigo. "You got some soft hair. My colleagues would be jealous if they felt your hair now."
"Thanks?" Ichigo responded unsure of what to say. Candice chuckled.
"Next time we meet up if you are interested, I'll make sure my clothing choice is more casual." Candice said with an evil grin.
"Not tomorrow but the day after? Same place right here at 5:30?" Ichigo suggested prompting another evil grin from Candice.
"Yeah, I'd like that. Sounds perfect." Candice's said in agreement. "Gives us time to get our personal affairs out of the way that day. Although, never thought you'd be bold enough to ask an older woman out. Consider me impressed. Think you can handle me?" Candice said that last sentence with exceptional teasing.
"Somehow I doubt you are that much older than me." Ichigo said furrowing his brow further, blushing slightly, and looking the other way."
"Oh, if you only knew." Candice thought, somewhat struggling to contain her laughter.
"19 almost 20 years of age." Candice said as a lie hiding her true age of easily 10 times the amount. Thank god for her youthful appearance. "What about you carrot top?"
"15 almost 16 years." Ichigo said in response. "You aren't that much older than me, yeesh. Also, quit the carrot top comment."
"Well, I would nickname you strawberry, but that's too easy." Candice said evilly causing Ichigo to glare. "Carrot top is just as lazy. But it's the better option until I claim something better." Ichigo just sighed.
"Could always just refer to you as old hag if we are going with the nickname route." Ichigo pointed out in a deadpanned yet joking manor.
"You better not brat." Candice demanded sternly. This prompted them to laugh lightly due to their banter. Especially Candice with how impressed she was with Ichigo's boldness.
Ichigo, at long last removed himself from the bench and carried his bags. Preparing to leave.
"Hey, it's time for me to head home." Ichigo said as he got up. "Want me to walk you to the station? Located the opposite direction of my home, but it isn't far from here."
"Such a gentleman." Candace said as she got up. "I'll be fine, don't worry about me. You focus on getting home. Then tomorrow you can brag all you want to your friends and family about how you scored with a hot older chick."
"Believe me, having my dad hear the words 'scoring with a woman' in any capacity is what I least desire." Ichigo said with a huff. "You sure you don't want me to walk you to the station?"
"Ichigo, I'll be fine, I can take care of myself." Candace approached her taller friend and patted one of his shoulders. "I quite enjoyed myself this evening. You go home, get your sleep for school, and get excited for your date coming up. I know I already am. Lots of prepping to do. Thank you for dealing with my bullshit today. Means a lot to me."
"I should be the one telling you to get a proper rest." Ichigo said with a laugh. "Does prepping involve ludicrously long hair style sessions? Do you really need hours just to style it?"
"You know it." Candace said flashing a grin. "Perfect hair requires utmost care. I refuse to accept less."
"Just, get to bed early." Ichigo said sighing in annoyance. "Don't wanna any complaints involving lack of sleep if it means you sacrificed it for hair of all things." Ichigo began to walk away from Candice but turned around shortly after.
"Also, you are welcome." Ichigo said with a wave. "If the need to vent arises during our next meetup, my ears will be open."
"I'll hold you to it carrot top." Candice said with a wave. She continuously watched Ichigo make his way home until those bright orange spikes left her field of vision. Candice raised her hands high in the air and gave out a massive stretch, still holding her grin.
"Can't deny it, but you got a way with words. Could learn to relax his body. That constant frown he carries makes him looks so stiff." Candice said finishing her stretching. "But I suppose that adds to his charm. Anyone who can dissipate nasty moods caused by Bambi is doing something right. You've caught my attention Ichigo. That doesn't happen often. Especially with younger guys."
Candice looked throughout her surroundings taking note of the sun being so close to disappearing completely.
"I'm in a good mood." Candice said smiling. "I don't wanna lose it just yet. Just a few more minutes until I go home… Just a bit longer."
Candice began her walk once more walking opposite of Ichigo's path. She never lost her smile as she moved. Thanks to her now relaxed demeanor, she had the ability to simply enjoy the sights. Something her aggravation from earlier prevented. She said only a few minutes more, but those few minutes turned to a whole hour of basking in the night life of Karakura town. A visual contrast to what she was used to. She felt carefree and serene. More she thought about it though, when was the last time she ever felt so calm?
"Interacting with other Sternritters is such a pain in the ass." Candice thought as she explored the town. "I'm always on edge, everyone is so arrogant, and they do not know when to just simply mind their own business."
Candice slowly came to a halt as her thoughts continued to wander.
"Ichigo's got it good here from what I've seen so far. Not having to constantly worry about their back 24/7 and just taking shit in distraction free. Can't wait to learn more about him in two days. That's when the fun truly begins." Candice thought of those last words with a mischievous chuckle.
*Mrowr*
Candice turned her head in confusion only to come across a pure black cat with yellow eyes approaching her. Said cat walked till Candice's legs were just a foot away from their furry body. Candice crouched down and gave the cat's ears a good scratch. Something the black cat seemed to appreciate greatly with a light purr.
"Where in the world are you heading off to you crazy feline?" Candice asked chuckling. "I think you need to go home. Then again, I need to do the same unfortunately." Candice said those last words in great disdain. She prayed for at the very least, Bambiietta being asleep when she got back.
Suddenly, reiatsu spikes sprung a good ways away from Candice's location in the opposite direction from where she walked. The spikes were small, so Candice felt zero motivation to spring into action. Just turning her head towards the direction of the reiatsu spike due to curiosity was enough.
"Hollow grunts." Candice thought with slight annoyance. "Then again, it's super late out. Hollows are starting to get hyperactive. Just my luck I happen to be nearby."
Candice gave one last head scratch and pat to the black cat before continuing her walk away from the hollow.
"Whatever Shinigami is on active duty tonight can handle a lowly hollow like that pathetic foot soldier. There are several strong reiatsu signatures including a Shinigami's significantly closer than I am. Things will be fine. I can sense the hollow, a Shinigami, and-"
Candice abruptly stopped her tracks and turned around with eyes wide open.
"Ichigo."
Candice's immediate usage of hirenkyaku surprised even her. But she didn't care. She had a new objective. Locate Ichigo.
"Who the hell knows when those lazy ass Shinigami will turn up and locate the hollow." Candice thought frantically. "No way am I taking my chances and putting my faith in them to kill the hollow before it gets to Ichigo. I swear to God, if you allow yourself to die after I just met you and planned my date with you, I will personally strangle you. That hollow will also feel my wrath hundred-fold."
Just when Candice could sense she was blocks away from her destination, the Shinigami rieatsu dropped instantaneously. Little still remained, but it was weakened drastically. Candice gritted her teeth in worry.
"Make it time dammit." Candice thought picking up the pace.
Finally, she approached a massive home with a clinic attached to it. There was gargantuan hole on one side of the house. Candice frantically looked around for the hollow she sensed.
"I know it's here, but where is the real question?" Candice thought while breathing slightly heavy.
"Ich… igo."
Candice quickly turned to the side after hearing Ichigo's name. Instead of the person she was searching, Candice found a young brown haired girl lying unconscious on the ground. Her tiny body was badly scrapped and bruised.
"Ichigo…. Run. Please run. Stay safe, please." The unconscious girl muttered as if she was sleep talking. Tears formed on the corner of her eyes as she lay on the concrete. Candice approached the brown-haired girl to pick her up off the ground and lay her frail body on a nearby couch inside the house Candice assumed was the girl's home. The couch was far away from the unstable rubble so Candice knew the girl would be comfortable and safe.
"Is she a younger family member to Ichigo? Perhaps a sister. Doesn't matter, I gotta find Ichigo before it's too late. This is bad."
Candice placed a hand over the girl's face wiping the blood accumulated on her face. Her white gloves were stained with blood but that was the least of her concerns.
"Ichigo will be safe." Candice said in the best reassuring tone she could give. Comforting words here not her strong suit. "The hollow scum won't ever touch him or anyone else. Not while I'm around."
Candice quickly stood up from putting the injured girl on the couch. With one raised hand, a bracelet with a cross attached became loose. Candice carried a scowl on her face. She was ready to hunt and kill. Blue energy formed in her palm starting out small but continued to swell and grow. A blue, pure energy filled bow formed in Candice's hand.
"Now where's that bastard hiding?"
*Boom*
As if on que to her mental question, massive reiatsu surged outside the house. Candice grew wide eyed completely unprepared for the volume she gathered all at once. The reiatsu was so dense, the pure energy bow in Candice's hand dissipated with zero effort.
"Reiatsu strong enough to not only eliminate my weapon but overpower my own? Who?" Candice practically yelled her last thought out loud. She rushed outside the house and there, in front of her very own eyes, stood a tall man wearing a black shihakushou garb worn only by Shinigami and in the man's hand was the largest zanpakutou Candice has ever seen in her life. The blade itself not counting the hilt was possibly as tall as the man himself. In front of the Shinigami stood a giant fish faced hollow screaming in pain due to it's arm being cut off. Obviously, the Shinigami's doing. But what caught Candice's blue eyes the most, was the Shinigami possessing bright orange, spikey, hair being reflected in the streetlights.
"Ichigo?" Candice thought in absolute shock and awe.
Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy and stick around for more to come. I had loads of fun writing :)