"You are not honorable enough to be Kenpachi!" Mamoru shouted, taking a step forward.
To the quiet groups surprise the woman laughed wildly, tossing her head back. Kenpachi frowned at the woman and Yachiru tapped his head. He didn't want to take his eyes off the fight, so he merely grunted at the child.
"What's going on?" She asked, confused, "She's trying to take your name?"
"Seems that way." Yumichika said, still in awe.
"I wasn't expecting this." Ikkaku growled, crossing his arms over his chest.
"None of us were." Yumichika said.
Kenpachi grunted again, his arms also crossing over his chest.
"Should we help him? I think he's from the Academy. Look's slightly familiar." Ikkaku questioned.
"No." Kenpachi wanted to watch.
The woman's laughter finally died down and she ran the back of her wounded hand over her eyes. Blood smeared across her cheeks in a grotesque fashion and Mamoru's lip curled in disgust. She was an animal, a monster. She was a demon in a barely human form. It looked as if her sanity was falling away at the seams, cheap cloth barely holding it together. He tightened his hand's on his zanpakuto when she raised her left arm again.
The swing down seemed to slow time as he felt a powerful wave of reiatsu rush towards him. He bent his knees to take some of the pressure off but it only did so much. She grinned, rushing forward but when he swung she wasn't there. He jumped back, heart pounding as a hand gripped his shoulder, forcing him to stop. Her lip's rested only an inch away from his ear and he could feel her warm breath.
"Boo." She whispered, causing the young man to jump forward.
She laughed again, swinging her zanpakuto towards him. They clashed together and the loud sound shook the air. Mamoru clenched his teeth, digging his heels into the ground. Another heavy wave of reiatsu attacked him, forcing him to one knee. His eyes gleamed up at her but she simply smirked. With a swing of her right leg she sent him crashing into another wall. As Mamoru's back hit it, blood spurted from his mouth. He slumped forward, hissing in pain.
"I think you broke a rib." The woman said easily, eyes scanning his body.
He hissed again, swinging his arm angrily in front of himself, "Shut up!"
"I was just saying." The woman chuckled, raising her weapon.
"Taicho!" Ikkaku whispered lowly.
Kenpachi finally removed his eye's from the captivating woman to look at his 3rd seat. The bald man had his fists clenched tightly by his sides. Kenpachi raised an eyebrow, signalling him to speak.
"Taicho! We can't let her kill someone from Seirseitei!" Ikkaku said.
Kenpachi stared for another moment, before looking back at the two. It seemed they hadn't moved. That was good. Kenpachi would hate to miss anything. A stern look crossed his face as the man, Mamoru, glared up at the woman.
"Ikkaku. How would you feel if it were you fighting?" Kenpachi asked.
Ikkaku spluttered before sighing. He understood what his Taicho meant. What this fight meant. He glared heatedly at the crazy woman, keeping a firm grip on his own zanpakuto.
"I will defeat you!" Mamoru shouted, finally pushing himself to his feet.
The woman chuckled, lowering her weapon. Soon the black mist swirled around her left hand again and when it disappeared so had the shikai form. Mamoru frowned, narrowing his eye's as she sheathed it.
"What are you doing?" He shouted angrily, "Raise your weapon!"
The woman grinned maniacally, lifting her hand towards the man. She splayed her finger's apart before quickly bringing them back together. For a second the world stopped. No one saw her move, no one saw her reach forward, no one saw her pull her hand away. Blood soaked her pale finger's and she brought them up to her mouth, licking it away.
Mamoru's eyebrow's furrowed as the world around him grew hazy, as if a fog was moving in. A sharp pain suddenly wracked through his body and he clenched his fist over his heart. Warm, sticky liquid soaked threw his finger's and ran down his hand. The second stopped. Time threw itself back into motion and Mamoru's feet faltered as he crashed to the ground. The woman marched forward, gripping the front of his Hakama and pulling him close.
"Say my name!" She demanded, a grin slowly spreading over her lips.
Mamoru could barely see, his vision swam and he struggled to take a breath.
"K-Kenpachi..." He tried to say but his mouth refused to move.
The last thing he saw was her smirk grow wider as he fell.
All was silent along the street until Ikkaku unsheathed his zanpakuto. The woman stood to her full height, which was surprisingly close to his own, glancing their way. She grinned upon seeing them and their Hakama, wiping her hand on her shorts. Ikkaku kept his zanpakuto raised as she took a step closer towards them.
"And who might you be?" She asked, lips still curled tight.
"That's none of your business!" Ikkaku shouted, taking a step forward as well.
"Really?" She asked, and Ikkaku stumbled back a step as her face was close to his.
She glanced around the group again, one hand resting under her chin, as she thought. She suddenly slammed her closed fist into her open palm, "Aha!"
"What?" Ikkaku snarled.
"You've come to challenge me, for my title." She said seriously.
Ikkaku stared for another moment before bursting with laughter. Kenpachi remained quiet and Yumichika winced. Before Ikkaku could say anything Yachiru jumped off their Taicho, landing right in front of the wild woman. She looked up at her, curiously before glaring. The tall woman frowned deeply, taking a step back from the small child.
"IT'S NOT YOUR NAME!" She shouted angrily, "IT'S HIS!"
The wild woman's eyes followed along the girls small arm and into the direction she was pointing. A giant of a man stood behind her, towering with his height. His upper body alone seemed to block out the sun and its ray's streaming through dangerous looking spikes. When her eye's graced his face he grinned widely, sharp canines glistening. Instead of backing away like Kenpachi expected the woman grinned equally as strong.
"So you're the one who used to be Kenpachi." She said, clearly taunting.
"I'm still Kenpachi," He said simply, "You haven't defeated me."
She growled, gnashing her teeth together hatefully. Quickly she unsheathed her zanpakuto raising her left arm high above her head. Kenpachi's grin doubled as Ikkaku, Yumichika and Yachiru jumped to a nearby roof top. They all watched as a deep red reiatsu suddenly began swirling around her feet, the pressure causing the earth to shatter. She suddenly let out a loud shriek, swinging her zanpakuto to point directly at him.
"ONI-SAMA!"
Kenpachi raised an eyebrow as a black mist swirled around her left arm. Her right hand locked against her left elbow and she clenched her jaw tighter. As the odd mist disappeared he furrowed both brows. Kenpachi hadn't gotten a clear look at her zanpakuto earlier, more intent on the woman herself, but it was clearly unique. The blade seemed longer and more sinister, now a deep black. The guard which had seemed simple in it's unreleased form was now replaced with what looked to be a human skull, dimly glowing red eyes. The handle had turned into a single bone.
Kenpachi laughed.
"That's an intimidating zanpakuto ya got there." He said lightly, provoking her.
"YOU UNDERESTIMATE ME!" She shrieked, incredibly increasing her reiatsu again.
Kenpachi smirked, unsheathing his own weapon.
The angry look the woman held moments before disappeared, replaced by a huge grin.
"She's crazy, no one can defeat Kenpachi!" Ikkaku grumbled to Yumichika.
"Ya! Ken-chan's the strongest!" Yachiru chirped, "GO KEN-CHAN~!"
Kenpachi turned to glance at Yachiru for a second and when he looked back the woman was gone. He felt the cool metal of her blade rest against his neck and he turned his head to see her dark eyes glowing red. She gnashed her teeth angrily against his ear, pressing the blade tighter against his neck. Kenpachi let a wild grin overcome his face and he chuckled deeply.
"You're not scared." She hissed.
Kenpachi grinned wider.
"You can't cut me." He said taking a deep breath, allowing the blade to press tighter.
She narrowed her eyes and swiped the blade quickly. Kenpachi took a half step back, the blade just grazing his upper chest. He laughed, turning to grab the woman but she had already jumped a few feet away. When he faced her he noticed she held a triumphant smirk, eyes locked onto his chest. Kenpachi looked down to see a thin red line, no wider than a paper cut, running where her blade sliced. If possible he grew more excited, letting another laugh escape him causing her to frown.
"AHAHAH! THIS IS GREAT! Thing's are finally getting interesting!" He bellowed happily.
The woman matched his grin, lifting her left arm again. The air was thick with reiatsu as they faced each other.
She moved first, darting in front of him quickly. Kenpachi raised his zanpakuto to meet hers. They clashed together, their reiatsu causing a small crater to appear beneath her feet. She grunted, shoving forward in an attempt to move him. Her feet scraped against the ground as he pushed her back.
"He's too powerful!" Her zanpakuto shouted.
She ignored him, swinging her right leg to catch him in the side. Kenpachi grinned again, catching her foot in a tight grip. The woman's eyes widened as she tried jerking it away, to no use. Kenpachi laughed, throwing her to the side. Her body smashed against a weak wooden wall, cracking it and she frowned as the roof came crashing down.
"Is it over?" Ikkaku asked Yumichika, glancing at him confused.
"I don't know." The man replied, eyes staring intently at the pile of wood.
It seemed for a long moment nothing was happening. Kenpachi walked forward, allowing his zanpakuto to drop harmlessly to his side. When he reached the pile a hand suddenly shot out, he jumped back but not before fingertips brushed his chest. He looked down to see a small cut begin to pool with blood. The pile of wood exploded outward in every direction leaving the heaving woman in its place. Blood dripped from a gash on her forehead, turning her vision red. Kenpachi's lips pulled back again.
"You seem to be in pain." Kenpachi said easily.
"I feel no pain!" The woman howled, charging at him again.
"No pain?" Yachiru asked her companions.
Ikkaku's brows knit together.
"Her zanpakuto probably," Yumichika answered, "How interesting."
"No pain?" Kenpachi questioned as their blades met again.
"Stop it! He will kill you!" Oni shouted.
"NO!"
"I will kill you!" She yelled angrily, "I am KENPACHI!"
Kenpachi laughed maniacally, reaching for her face with his left hand. She screamed in anger as his large hand grabbed her face and he effortless lifted her from the ground.
"Ya talk big for someone so weak!" He bellowed, tossing her into the ground.
Her back hit the earth with enough force to snap a rib. Kenpachi grinned at the sound.
"Now get up and fight me!"
The woman quickly stood, blood spilling past her heated smirk.
"Stop this!" Oni shouted again.
She ignored her zanpakuto's cries as she raised her left arm once more.
"GLADLY!" She shrieked, swinging her weapon forward.
Kenpachi dodged every one of her attempts at slashing him causing her movements to become erratic. She suddenly stopped, jumping away from him. Her breath came out in shallow gulps. Kenpachi straightened, watching her carefully.
"FIGHT BACK!" She finally yelled, "COWARD!"
Kenpachi grinned, eyes gleaming with excitement.
"Ken-chan is enjoying himself." Yachiru exclaimed happily.
"If that's what ya want."
The woman steeled herself for his attack, finally gripping her zanpakuto with both hands. She watched the mans grin widen and before she could block his sword pushed through her right shoulder easily. She screamed out in anger, the jagged edges ripping away at her flesh. Kenpachi laughed, pulling the blade from her body. Blood spurted from the wound and the force of his blade caused her to jerk forward.
"Enough!" Her zanpakuto howled.
"NO!" She shrieked back, "I WILL KILL HIM!"
Kenpachi watched as she struggled to stand to her full height. Blood soaked her bandages and the ones around her right arm began to fall loose. Kenpachi had to admit that he enjoyed this. She knew she was loosing yet she continued to push herself to her limits. She raised her zanpakuto high above her head, poising it for an attack but before she could move her reiatsu spiked, the red energy engulfing her.
Kenpachi couldn't see but her screams were enough to tell him something bad was happening. He jumped back as the reiatsu began to fade. She continued to scream, blade still poised high as if to attack. The black mist from her zanpakuto was wildly swirling, she let out another loud scream and the earth beneath her feet cracked. In the blink of an eye she charged Kenpachi, swinging down.
He met her power easily, pushing her back with a swing of his own. Her eyes glowed red, a promise of danger.
"She's actually pretty strong." Ikkaku said finally.
Yachiru smiled, "Don't worry Baldy! Ken-chan's strong too!"
A vein twitched on Ikkaku's head.
"I never said I was worried!" He growled out.
The crazed woman swung forward quickly, clipping Kenpachi's shoulder. Blood sprayed from the wound and Kenpachi smiled wider. Her blood lust was feeding his own. He slashed his zanpakuto at her, slicing through her upper thigh. She hissed, jumping from the man.
"Your blood lust is consuming! AHAHA!" He laughed loudly.
She screamed again, running at him straight on. She grinned when her blade pierced the muscle of his left arm but it fell quickly. His own grin stayed in place as she looked down to see his sword. She could only see a few inches of his zanpakuto before it disappeared into her stomach. She coughed, her blood spraying the both of them and she reached her hand down. She gripped the blade tightly, it's jagged edges cutting into her fingers, and jerked it out as she jumped back.
Her blood quickly soaked the bandages red and spilled past her fingers as she tried to hold pressure on the gaping wound. The zanpakuto in her other hand crashed to the floor as she fell to her knees.
"Ffuh!" She spat blood, doubling over and clutching her stomach.
Kenpachi laughed again, taking a few steps forward. In a desperate attempt she reached for her zanpakuto but her hand fell short as she crashed forward. Blood soaked the ground and she turned her head to see the man towering over her. Her vision swam and she tried to hiss when she felt his companions land beside them.
"What should we do?" One of them asked.
She tried to tell him to go away as another leaned closer but her mouth wouldn't move.
"Bring her." The man said, his voice rumbling through her mind.
She tried to keep her eyes open but they were too heavy.
"I told you." He zanpakuto hissed.