Bleach Epic Battles. A number of long awaited battles which we've wanted to see for so long. I've decided to allow my readers to choose the next battles which I will write. The battles will go on as long as I can make it, and then I will make a sequel. Please do not tell me who you want to win, because I will decide that. I will also refuse outrageous battles, like Yuzu vs Kenpachi, cause that just stupid, and I will also make techniques up to make the battle more interesting. Techniques which I will mention at the end of the chapter. I will also list the next 10 fights in each chapter. Here is my first battle, which I decided to do by myself:
Grimmjow vs Ulquiorra, the battle we've all been waiting for to see who is stronger.
Ulquiorra looked at the sexta espada devilishly. Grimmjow had kept bothering him and bothering him, claming that he was just too scared to fight. Ulquiorra had gotten sick of Grimmjow disturbing his peace, so he decided to settle matters right now by defeating Grimmjow. The 6th had jumped at the request, and immediately offered a time and place to fight. (The area of Las Noches where he had fought Ichigo.)
Grimmjow laughed maniacally. He hated Ulquiorra's demeaning attitude, how he was always acting cool as if he was the king of the world, and the way he kissed Aizen's ass. Now would be the time to settle the lifelong fued between him and green eyed Arrancar.
Grimmjow rushed forward in a frenzy of primal rage and instinct. He lashed a fist out at Ulquiorra's head, whom the opposite easily blocked. He punched Grimmjow in the face, sending the 6th spiraling backwards into a nearby tower. Grimmjow got up and laughed. It was everything that he had expected. He flew at top speed into the air, quickly using a Sonido behind Ulquiorra. The 4th barely had time to think as Grimmjow cupped his chin and charged up a point blank Cero blast. Grimmjow's laughter echoed into the air.
"DIE ULQUIORRA!"
To his surprise, Ulquiorra gripped his hand and pushed it towards him, forcing the blue haired Arrancar to take on the force of his own cero, the backlash sending him into a wall. His Hierro (Iron Skin) was able to withstand most of the attack, but Grimmjow's temper flared. Ulquiorra looked down upon him.
"Grimmjow Jaggerjack. Don't think that trash like you can defeat me. I am superior, and I will always be, so just give up now before you hurt yourself any longer." Grimmjow's pride got him pissed to the max as he unsheathed his sword. "Shut the fuck up you bastard!" He sonidoed behind Ulquiorra and started sending rapid connecting slashes his way. Ulquiorra blocked each of the hits with his hand, but was behind pushed back by the brunt of the attack.
Due to the fact that the Sexta Espada fought mostly with one hand while wielding his sword Ulquiorra also held the task of blocking attacks from the other hand. Grimmjow used his knee to kick Ulquiorra in his stomach and charged up a cero. Grimmjow laughed again, his mask moving rythmically with his face.
"Are your scared Ulquiorra! Are you scared of me crushing you!" Ulquiorra grabbed Grimmjow's hand, and prepared to do the same feat as before, but found himself impaled in the shoulder by Grimmjow's sword. Ulquiorra closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.
"I have more important things to be doing that playing with trash..." He opened his eyes, and immediately appeared behind Grimmjow, recurring by kicking the Espada 10 feet into the air. Ulquiorra held up his finger and a green ball charged up, shooting a green blast. Grimmjow barely had time to dodge as the attack collided with his body. Ulquiorra landed to the ground and started walking away. Another example of trash he had just disposed.
The dust cleared from the attack Ulquiorra had delivered, and Grimmjow limped out. He was bloodied and the right side of his body had taken a lot of damage. The Sexta Espada yelled. "Where are you going you bastard! This fight isn't over yet!" Ulquiorra turned around and sighed, why was trash so persistent...
Gripping his sword once again, Grimmjow used his fingernails to scratch against it, creating a grinding noise like nails on a blackboard. In a rage, he yelled. "Kishire! Pantera! (Grind, Panthera)" A huge blue explosion surrounded the battlefield as Grimmjow, in his released form, walked out. He had jagged teeth, clawed hands, paws for feet, and a tail. His hair became long and flowing, and his eye markings enlarged, extending to the tips of his ears, which also became cat-like. He lost his trademark jaw mask, which was replaced by a sort of crown on his forehead. His clothing changed to a form-fitting white outfit covered in stripes.
Grimmjow roared, creating huge shockwaves slamming Ulquiorra back into the ground of Las Noches.
Ulquiorra got up, and jumped to a nearby building. He had never really seen any other Espada release during their Zanpakuto during the special training sessions Tousen watched over. He would always leave the room out of boredom or on a mission by Aizen. Plus he didn't really care, he could kill every one of them anyway. That was what he thought, until the sexta Espada appeared in front of him and slammed a claw into his stomach, sending him skyrocketing towards the closest tower. Grimmjow grinned. "Who's the trash now eh Ulquiorra?" Ulquiorra got up, finding being thrown around displeasing.
"So this is your release, is it Grimmjow, its as disheveled and wrecked as you are." Grimmjow threw his head back and let out a laugh. "Don't be fuckin' stupid Ulquiorra, first of all, there's only two ranks between us, so at this rate, unless you release, you're gonna die!"
Ulquiorra kept the same nonchalant expression on his face, but he knew there was truth to the 6th's words. He was still bent on finishing the match with the least effort possible, so he decided to do so. Ulquiorra sonidoed up above Grimmjow and formed a green cero in his hand. Unlike the last cero, this one kept increasing, and Ulquiorra muttered. "Gran Rey Cero..." A huge green burst of energy shot forward, spiraling rapidly at Grimmjow. The 6th smiled and used his agility to easily avoid it. Ulquiorra's eyes shot open as he was kneed in the stomach by the transformed 6th.
Grimmjow appeared behind Ulquiorra and kept punching and kicking him consecutively. The 4th fired out 5 shots of bala which was of course, easily avoided. Grimmjow spun around rapidly, crashing into Ulquiorra's abdomen. He then followed it up with a cero, doing further damage to the already beaten up 4th.
Ulquiorra got up, battered and tossed around, but to Grimmjow's surprise, he didn't show any signs of fear or defeat, he merely scoffed. "I see your fighting style, so I guess I can stop holding back..."
The 4th took his blade out, and started spinning it around slowly. It came to a stop and Ulquiorra muttered. "Cacareo ,Demente Guasón..." (Cackle, Mad Joker) Grimmjow grinned. The two at their full power, this was the fight he had long anticipated, the opponent even stronger and more important than Kurosaki.
Ulquiorra's hair grew longer, so long it went to his legs. His mask was replaced by a jester's hat sticking straight up on top of his head, his eyes shrinked, while his hands turned completely white. His shoes were replaced by curly jester's footwear, and black markings grew around his lips. His outfit seperated into white and green colors, while his Zanpakuto was replaced by a jester's staff. Ulquiorra's expression stayed the same, while Grimmjow's had a mixture of amusement and disguist.
"HAHAHAHAHA! I never expected you to have this kind of release Ulquiorra, it doesn't fit your whole cool facade. It doesn't matter, i'll still kill you."
Ulquiorra merely scowled, and to Grimmjow's surprise, the scowl turned to a wide grin. "Grimmjow, you really are stupid aren't you, in this form you stand no chance!" Ulquiorra cackled madly, while Grimmjow stopped, just not feeling comfortable in the new 4th's new form. Ulquiorra rushed at Grimmjow, with a small spike sticking out of his staff. Grimmjow sonidoed out of the way and pointed his elbow forward, quickly shooting a deadly dart at Ulquiorra. The dart collided with its intended target, but to Grimmjow's surprise, he burst into confetti. The 4th appeared behind Grimmjow and laughed madly, kind of like Ichigo's inner hollow, and kicked Grimmjow forward, then appearing in front of him, blowing lightly. The small blow knocked all the breath out of Grimmjow, and sent him flying backwards. Ulquiorra laughed and laughed while spinning his staff.
Grimmjow was pissed, and rushed towards his target again, throwing cero after cero, while the 4th dodged it in comical ways, either by jumping up, or quickly jumping right. Ulquiorra rushed towards Grimmjow, and pointed his staff out. Grimmjow thought it was out of range, but the spike propelled forward quickly, and pierced him. The 6th disconnected himself and growled, yelling. "Desgarron!" Large claws of energy propelled out towards Ulquiorra. Ulquiorra in response spun his staff around quickly, which created a type of black hole, sucking in the attack. Grimmjow panted, very angry, and rushed towards Ulquiorra again, pouring all his energy into one punch. Ulquiorra made no move.
Approximately 3 inches away from the 4th's face, Grimmjow froze. "What the hell is going?!" Ulquiorra cackled again. "When my spike pierced you, the poison in it nullified all your movements, you're gonna die Grimmjow!" Ulquiorra punched Grimmjow, appearing in front of him and kicking him down. With Grimmjow flying downwards at full speed, Ulquiorra appeared behind him again, kicking him so hard it broke his spine.
Grimmjow's resureccion began to disappear as he passed out. Ulquiorra left him alive, finding it troublesome to explain to Aizen why Grimmjow was dead and his body reeked of the 4th's reiatsu. After reverting himself, he inwardly, but very, very reluctantly cursed Aizen for giving him such a twisted form. He hoisted Grimmjow's body up, and headed to Las Noches to ask Inoue to heal the trash.
Ulquiorra's release was made up, I thought it would be kind of an interesting twist, I mean from cool to calm, to twisted and laughy (is that even a word?) Hope you enjoy. Review and tell me who I shall do next D