Hissori quickly dodged his attack and drew her zanpakuto at the same time. She tried her best to stay calm but they were evenly matched and she knew that, this fight wasn't a battle of strength but a battle of wits….a battle she was hoping to win. Hissori quickly took a defensive stance as Urusai came to rest and turned to look at her.

"It seems you've gotten better" he said with a slight growl in his tone.

"Yeah….I guess" Hissori muttered "Why are you doing this?"

"Because it has to be done" Urusai answered "Because I want the power"

"P-" Hissori started but before she could finish Urusau lunged at her again this time she slashed back at him barely missing his shoulder while he cut her arm.

"Maybe I spoke to soon" Urusai chuckled darkly.

"What power?" Hissori barked, ignoring the pain shooting through her arm.

"It's an old legend so to say but according to some ancient writings when the blood of an innocent seeps into this sword then a power unlike any other can be obtained" Urusai explained "And I chose you dear little sister because it's your fault mother died! You let that soul reaper slay her and then as of you never cared you became a soul reaper as well…..so I'll kill you for the memory of our mother!"

Hissori felt a twinge of pain circulate through her as she remembered the soul reaper killing, well rekilling, her mother back then she didn't understand but then she found out that it was necessary. Then anger shot through her as she came to a realization.

"Who are you to try and avenge mothers' death when you weren't even there! You didn't care about us you ran away to protect yourself!" Hissori yelled and lunged towards him catching his shoulder with her blade. "You need to be stopped Urusai and I'm the only one who can do that." Urusai started chanting something and she started feeling dizzy.

"You and what army?" he sneered and raised his blade. Hissori jumped back and held her zanpakuto in front of her. "Do everyone a favor and just die!" as he said this Urusai appeared in front of her and stabbed his blade into her side causing Hissori to yelp in pain. Urusai withdrew his sword and raised it to cut at her again and Hissori shook her head trying to focus but she was still feeling dizzy and now lightheaded because of blood loss.

"Good bye little sister" Urusai whispered darkly as he swung his blade down.

Chapter Fifteen: A Battle Ended

Reality suddenly came crashing down on Hissori and she brought her zanpakuto up to block Urusais' sword. With a groan of pain Hissori, yet again, quickly jumped back but not before Urusai was able to drag his blade along the left side of her body as she did so. As she fell to the ground, being swallowed in a pool of her own blood, Hissori was vaguely aware that Urusai wasn't finished with her until she felt his sword once again pierce her body, this time it was her abdomen that was the target of his wrath.

"Now Hissori why don't you just give up like a good little girl and save yourself anymore trouble?" Urusai said as he bent close to Hissoris' paling face. In a last effort to stop Urusai, Hissori grasped her zanpakuto with all the strength she could manage at that point.

"…..ban…kai…." Hissori managed in a voice that was ment to be a yell but came out as barely a whisper "….blaze…..Aohinote."

Urusais' eyes narrowed and he shook his head in disappointment as he raised his sword, preparing to inflict the finishing blow.

"So stubborn, why couldn't you just listen and give up when I gave you the chance" he growled "This is the end little sister!"

"….good…bye…big brother" Hissori said as the blue flames, that went unnoticed by him until that point, surrounded Urusai and his screams of pain filled the air in the factory as he was consumed by the wrath of Aohinote.

"Captain did you feel that?!" Rangiku asked as she, Renji, and Toshiro were trying to find Hissori, only her reitsu was so well hidden that it was a difficult task.

"It was Aohinotes' spirit pressure" Renji said without waiting for the captains' response.

"…Hissori…" Toshiro murmured as he turned and faced the direction from which the sudden blast of spirit pressure came from "Let's go!" And without waiting another moment Toshiro was off in that direction hoping that he wasn't too late.

As Aohinote finished his relentless attack he faded away and Hissori watched the ashes of her brother fell to the floor, tears weld up in her eyes. She could feel her strength draining and Aohinote had returned to his zanpakuto form confirming she was growing weaker.

"….I'm…..sorry…" Hissori whispered as her zanpakuto fell from her grip and her vision blackened as she closed her eyes.

"Over here!" Toshiro called to the other two as they approached the abandoned factory. He could feel that something was wrong but he didn't know the extent of how wrong it was until the three of them walked through the doors of the factory. There was blood everywhere and the more they walked around the more their worries escalated.

"What happened here?" Rangiku asked in disbelief "It looks like a slaughterhouse."

"Where's Hissori?" Renji said as he continued to walk around. Toshiro remained silent as he searched for any sign of life, more specifically Hissori. When his eyes finally landed on a figure lying on the floor about a hundred feet away from him his blood ran cold and not the cold it normally was it was a cold that sent fear through his whole body.