Hello all. Whose ready to see some action. Well today we get to see Orihime go toe to toe with one of ATLUS' most famous bosses. So hope you're ready to see some blood, and whole lot of pain.

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"Heat…"

"Heat wake up…" called a soothing voice.

"Heat please wake up, come on wake up" called a familiar voice.

Heat groggily opened his eyes.

"A-Argilla?" Heat groaned finally coming around.

"Who? No it's me Heat, Orihime" the voice explained.

"Whoa" Orihime exclaims in shock just barely dodging Heat on his way up.

"Oh sorry about that Ser-ah I mean Orihime" Heat apologized quickly helping Orihime up.

"It's okay, no harm done. But Heat do you remember what happened?" Orihime asked?

"What do mean" Heat lied; he remembered what happened and that old man. 'Damn him' Heat thought, angrily gripping his fist behind his back.

"I mean when the terminal activated? Did we go somewhere?" Orihime asked.

"No, we must've just passed out. Besides there weren't any coordinates entered in the terminal so even if you did activate it we wouldn't have gone anywhere." Heat explained walking back towards the door.

"But why did we pass out?" Orihime asked still curious of what happened to them.

"Hey I think I hear something outside" Heat explained quickly running outside.

"Wait Heat" Orihime quickly called out as she chased after Heat.

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Outside things were strangely chaotic even for a demon infected underground mall! Those armored demons on horseback seem to be mobilizing along with several other demons.

"What's going on?" Orihime asked as she watched several demons rush towards the entrance to the mall. Heat quickly looked around and got into a small stance similar to an Olympic sprinter before he quickly leapt forward, tackling over a strange floating pumpkin headed demon called a Pyrojack.

"What the he-hell?!" the small fairy demon gasped in shock. Heat quickly hoisted the Pyrojack back into the air, though keeping a tight hand around the demon's throat so to prevent escape. "Who are you ho?" the Pyrojack gasped as Heat tightened his grip. He remembered this feeling, the feeling of helplessness as it enveloped his prey. Heat licked his lips as he began to transform into Agni when suddenly Orihime placed a gentle yet firm hand on his shoulder.

"Heat, calm down" Orihime demanded taking charge for once.

"…" Heat took a small breath and quickly regressed back into his human form, letting go of the Pyrojack in the process.

"You're-ho crazy" the Pyrojack exclaimed scared out of it's mind as it darted away!

"Get back here" however before Heat could chase after the fairy demon Orihime gave him a glare which he somehow could see even though she was behind him.

"…sorry" Heat apologized.

"What was that all about?" Orihime asked concerned.

"Well you asked what was going on and I was just trying to grab one of them and-"but Orihime cut him off.

"No that's not what I meant. Why did you look like you were about to rip that thing to pieces" Orihime asked now a determined look spread across her face.

Heat sighed

"Sorry I lost myself." Heat apologized.

"Its okay but-"

"Look I think I know a place around here where we can get some answers" Heat explained once again showing his reluctance to answer Orihime's questions.

"Heat-" but Heat already gone, having run off towards another section of the mall. "Heat, wait!" Orihime called as she tried to chase after only to quickly find herself lost. "Aw darn it…Heat why did you have to run off?"

"Did you lose someone?" asked a friendly voice. Orihime quickly spun around to see that of an odd looking demon. The demon's head was nothing more than a skull and he, at least she presumed it was a he, was garbed in something that she once saw a Spanish bull fighter wear. She knew because she once had to do research about them a while back in grade school.

Regardless the demon was garbed in a greenish almost turquoise bull fighter's outfit along with a matching hat that the demon wore proudly atop his head. He also held a saber in his right hand and a red cape in his left. Yep defiantly some kind of demonic bull fighter!

"Ahem, well I can help you find your friend…" the demon explained though his tone seemed to sink down to a somewhat morbid tone which gave Orihime the creeps. Orihime then noticed something; it was quiet, way to quiet! Orihime quickly darted her eyes around, making sure she still had the demon in her line of sight. The entire area was deserted not even a trace was left, everyone was just gone!

'Where is everybody' Orihime thought cautiously.

"Who are you looking for" Orihime quickly darted her eyes forward only to find herself now face to face with the demon!

"Whoa!" Orihiem quickly jumped a solid three feet away only for the demon to, seemingly, teleport behind her.

"Why are you running?" he asked morbidly causing a small fear to erupt inside of Orihime.

"Leave me alone" Orihime screamed as unintentionally blasted the demon with a Zan spell. However the demon did not move in fact it seemed like the spell only made him smile.

"Your spells won't work on me, I am the Matador! And I will show you to your friend, when your dead at my feet" the demon now known as Matador exclaimed giving a quick slash to Orihime's chest, luckily it wasn't a very deep cut, stopping just before it could pierce her flesh.

It was then that Orihime noticed her surroundings; she was now in some sort of desert area, void of any possible life.

"Welcome to my realm, in other words the place where the ground will run red with your blood. Enguard!" The satanic Matador roared as he charged forward at an incredible speed. Orihime had little to no time to dodge as the Matador's saber pierces her chest, stabbing threw her right lung and out her back!

"AAAAAAAHHHHH" Orihime screamed in Agony as the Matador twists his blade causing her even more agony.

"Such a shame, I figured you'd at least put up a small struggle at the very least. Oh well" Matador explained sad to see such a short fight against what he believe to be a strong warrior. Matador quickly removed his blade from the girl as her body fell to the ground. The Matador quickly wiped of his blade with his cape and then sheathed his blade.

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'W-what happened' Orihime gasped, her mind still very much alive while her body lied numb and motionless on the floor. 'Why can't I move?' Soon blood began appear in her vision, as a pool of blood materialize under her. 'No, I don't want to die!' Orihime's eyes began to tear up, it was the only thing that she could do now that her body was shut down.

'Ichigo! I don't want to die' Orihime pleaded.

"…" yet no one came.

'Heat, please save me!' again Orihime pleaded…

"…" and again no one came to answer her call.

'Somebody, anybody' Orihime cried out with all her might, yet her mouth did not move 'please help me!'

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"Help? Help yourself!" a familiar voice shouted in Orihime's ear. Orihime quickly darted her eyes towards the voice only to find none other than Naoya standing exactly two inches from her.

"Naoya…?" Orihime gasped her voice very hollow and faint.

"Waist of effort! If you cannot help yourself then what use are you" Naoya growled, stabbing at Orihime's mind once more only this time he began to walk off.

"Naoya *cough* please" but it was no use, it was as if he had lost all interest in her.

"…Naoya" Orihime now began to fully cry. She had been abandoned by the one person she had come to rely on, abandoned by the one she loved, abandoned by her protectors, and left alone to die!

"Ichigo…" Orihime cried, clawing at the dirt with the last of her strength.

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"Hey Orihime…" suddenly Orihime seemingly shot upwards, even though her wound crippled her body. She now stood in a classroom, filled with students yet she still was garbed in her bloody and slashed up dress.

"Orihime" a voice called. Orihime quickly looked around only to see that of her beloved

"Ichigo? Is it really you" Orihime cried however when she tried to move suddenly her legs locked up on her.

"Orihime" suddenly Orihime came to a stop just mere inches from the ground, someone had caught her. "Hey Orihime…" Orihime groggily lifted her head up to see none other than Ichigo staring her in the face with concerned eyes. "Are you okay" Ichigo asked concerned?

"Ichigo! It's really you I'm glad" Orihime cried tears of joy streaming down her face.

"Hey why are you crying? Did someone hurt you?" Ichigo asked more concerned than ever.

"No it's alright I'm fine" Orihime explained.

"Then why do you have a hole in your chest" Ichigo's words suddenly stuck Orihime as a wave of pain erupted inside her forcing her to awaken.

"…" Orihime looked around; she was still in the same place as she had been before, the same deserted area void of life. "A…dream?" Orihime couldn't believe it, she hadn't really seen her beloved, it was all just some dying hallucination!

"No…Ichigo" Orihime cried, drenching the dirt beneath her head with tears.

"…"

"Ichigo…" Orihime cried.

"Stand up Orihime" cried another voice. Again Orihime looked above her, this time Midori was before her and she was smiling.

"Mi-Midori…?" Orihime gasped.

"Come on Orihime, I thought we were going to Nirvana together" Midori explain.

'Wait Nirvana…? But Heat said that' Orihime thought to herself.

"GET UP ORIHIME!" shouted a voice. Again Orihime looked up, this time Heat was standing above her, his arms crossed and his fists gripped ready to fight.

"Heat…?" Orihime gasped.

"I said get up! There's no way some weirdo in tights is gonna take you down" Heat yelled.

"But he stabbed me…" Orihime explained weakly pointing to her chest with her hand.

"He did? Well then stab him back! He hurt you; rip that bony freak to pieces! Grind him into dust! Send that grim reaper pack back to hell where he belongs" Heat screamed as if he was some kind of drill sergeant!

"But-"

"No buts! You want to see that Ichigo guy again then get up" Heat roared.

"Heat-"

"Stop talking and get your ass up!" Heat exclaimed flashing his hand forward.

"…" Orihime didn't respond, instead she weakly tried to stand up only to fall right back down.

"Come on! Get up!" Heat ordered!

"I need help, please help me" Orihime pleaded as she tried to stand once more.

*SMACK!*

Orihime crashed to the ground as a new being stood before her, it was a silver haired man whose hair fell over right eye.

"Weakling, if you can't even get up from that then what use are you! Get up or get busy dying!" the man exclaimed like some sort of commander!

"I'm not weak" Orihime cried gripping her fists as she tried to stand up.

"Prove it" the man growled ready to strike her once more.

"But-"

*SMACK!*

Again Orihime was sent crashing to the ground though this time she managed to get back up with in a small moment.

"Prove it!" again the man demanded "Prove that you are not a weakling! Now stand up!" Orihime painfully complied even though her body pleaded for her to stop.

"I'm not weak! I'm not some toy that you can do away with" Orihime growled, the mark on her chest beginning to glow a dark crimson.

"Insolent pest" the man exclaimed!

*SMACK!*

However this time Orihime stood tall, she endured the hit and gave one back sending the man before her to his knees.

"Grr…" the man growled.

"You will never hurt me again" Orihime growled as her right arm began to transform into what its demonic atma version.

The vile silver haired man before her smiled and stood back up.

"Well done, now destroy the enemy" the man ordered throwing his hand in the air as if giving one last order before fading away like some sort of specter.

"I will…" Orihime vowed as everything began to blur and fade around her.

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Orihime awoke once more, this time she found herself at the very point in time where the Matador had stabbed her though the chest yet this time she was not in any pain.

"Such a shame, I figured you'd at least put up a small struggle at the very least. Oh well" Matador exclaimed however this time before he could pull out his saber from Orihime's chest Orihime grabbed the blade and snapped it in half much to the Matador's shock!

"No impossible" Matador gasped in shock before quickly darting away, stopping a good ten feet from Orihime. "You'll pay for that!" suddenly the broken sword in the Matador's hand began to glow with an eerie crimson light. "I have slayed countless before me! Yet no one has ever come close to snapping my blade, especially with such force. This is unacceptable!" suddenly the Matador placed his hand atop of the broken blade "Now, Enguard!" Like a gunshot firing from an assault rifle a new sword erupted from the old broken stub almost impaling the Matador's hand.

"If you want a sword fight, well then…" Orihime quickly reached for the solid blade of steel still inside her and with a quick yank, pulled it out and placed it in her hand. "…let's duel!" Suddenly Orihime began to glow with a bright crimson aura, very similar to how the Matador's hand was glowing moments before.

"I am Orihime Inoue! I am a human and a demon! And I am the one who will cut down and make you pain." Orihime roared as her entire body instantly transformed along with the blade in her hand. The blade was now fully repaired, it's handle slick and wrapped in dark pink cloth. The guard was that of a flower very similar to the hair clips in Orihime's hair. The blade also had a small tint to it but yet it gleamed as if it was in the presence of a full moon.

"Such power…I see so you are one of those humans who posses powers beyond normal comprehension. I was hoping I'd end up fighting one of you" the Matador grinned, smiling a wicked smile as he got in to a fighting stance.

"I am not a soul reaper but if that is what I have to become in order to defeat you then fine let my power transform me, let it defy every rule of the universe! I will defeat you! AND I will find Ichigo and the others! Now DIE!" Orihime charged, taking the first move as she disappeared from the Matador's sight.

"Where did she go" the Matador exclaimed in shock yet his guard did not faultier as when Orihime reappeared before him he quickly stabbed his sword forward only for Orihime to once again disappear. "What?!"

"Behind you" Orihime shouted out as she quickly reappeared behind the Matador, delivering a bone agonizing slash to the skeletal bull fighter's back. However even though such a blow would kill a normal being, even a lesser demon, the skeletal being merely laughed. Perhaps he was some sort of sadomasochist? Orihime didn't have time to think of why as she quickly had to dodge one of the Matador's swings. Orihime quickly disappeared once more, this time reappearing five feet in front of the Matador.

"You are fast for a half breed. But don't take that as I'm giving up. No I'm just getting started! Now Enguard" the Matador roared, as a bright green light encompassed him. This time it was the Matador's turn to vanish only to reappear directly in front of Orihime as he delivered a burst of stabs forcing Orihime on the defensive!

"2, 4, 6, 8, 10" the Matador counted aloud as he continued to try to stab the vixen before him. Yet again and again Orihime dodged, it seemed she was just a little bit faster and so the Matador upped his tempo

"10, 15, 20, 25, 30" he laughed hysterically as his speed increased another two fold, the glowing aura around him glowing that much brighter as Orihime continued to dodge.

"How's about this" Orihime called quickly blocking the Matador with her sword, locking both the Matador and her in a sword duel!

"I will win! No one has ever defeated me" the Matador cackled insanely as he pushed all his weight onto his sword trying to force Orihime to the ground.

"Oh no you don't, BURN!" Orihime roared as she unleashed a huge blast of fire from her mouth, engulfing the Matador in a cloud of flame.

"AGH" the Matador screamed in agony, losing control of his sword which Orihime quickly knocked from his hand, grabbed it in her left, and quickly delivered a finishing blow! Decapitating the skeletal horror, killing it once and for all!

"Rest in peace" Orihime prayed, flashing a hand sign before quickly casting a fire spell, incinerating the remains of her fallen foe.

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A moment passed and nothing happened yet once Orihime turned her back to the charred remains of the Matador she suddenly was teleported back to her last location aka the mall of Ginza. In fact she was now before a rather luxurious looking crimson fabric lined door. Orihime looked herself over, her clothes were repaired and the chest wound was gone. She looked to her right hand and found she still had the sword that she had somehow managed to conjure during the fight, though this time it was in a dark pink sheath.

"You have defeated one of the mighty fiends and so I present you with this token of appreciation" a somewhat hoarse voice explained.

Orihime looked to her left to see that of an old man with long blond hair who was garbed in an old grey suit or white she didn't really know. Regardless the old man was in a wheelchair and seemed to beckoner her closer.

"Who are you" Orihime asked approaching the old man.

"I am someone that you do not know but yet you do know. We have met before" the old man explained.

"We have?" Orihime asked confused.

"Heh, yes you will do nicely. Now I shall give you this gift and in return you will do me a small favor…" the old man explained as he reached into his pocket and pulled something out.

"What is it?" Orihime asked as the old man presented her with a strange gem encrusted necklace made of pure gold.

"It is a necklace but so much more. With it you should grow much more a kin to your demonic powers." The old man explained.

"Okay but what is it that you want in return" Orihime asked curiously and somewhat cautiously.

"I wish for you to become stronger, strong enough to defeat any opponent. Even that man of who you fear so greatly. That is all I ask" the old man explained propping his head on one of hands.

"…" Orihime didn't know what to say but the old man somehow knew she got what he was trying to convey, well most of it anyway.

"Regardless till we meet again, Prince of Demons" the old man said taking a small bow in his chair.

"Wait don't-"however by the time Orihime looked back to where the old man was, he was gone "-go…"

"Princes of Demons? I wonder that was about" Orihime wondered as she opened the crimson lied fabric door and stepped inside.

Well that was…eventful. So if you know who the old man is already then you know he's takin an interest in Orihime. And that can only end well. Hope you all enjoyed the chapter and the kicked ass fight between Orihime and Matador. I had a blast writing that! Well next time we might get to see where all the demons are running to, and we just might, might get to see some very special.

Well till next time…

Your Zombie King

Alex