Tadashi growled as he watched the falling body of his older brother Ichirou hit the ground. Tadashi hit the ground before him, the moment he landed a crater formed around him. Ichirou hit the ground, his body kicking up dirt and cracking the ground around him.
Tadashi walked forward and grabbed his brother around the scruff of his neck, picking him up and holding him above his head with just his left hand, "I knew you were bad. I knew you would snap sooner or later but to do what you did?"
Ichirou smiled, "Hahaha, you did did you? Why didn't you stop me then? You had the power too! With you and Saburo fighting me I would have lost! So why didn't you two fight me? You kept your little brother in the dark. In the end...you killed him!"
Tadashi's eyes grew wide, his grip slacking and Ichirou kicked off him, landing about five meters away from him.
Tadashi's fingers started twitching and his hair started slowly moving around in the air, "Damn you Ichirou. How dare you!" Tadashi's grip on his zanpakuto tightened and he raised it, pointing it at Ichirou's heart, "From this moment on...no...from the moment you raised a blade to my little brother we stopped being brothers. Right here!" The trees around him creaked, "Right now!" The trees exploded and his body was enveloped in a reddish black reiatsu, "I will end your existence!"
Ichirou grinned in glee and raised his zanpakuto, "Then I will not stop until my blade takes your very soul! Annihilate, Chiasa!"
Ichirou's rusty yellow scimitar appeared, the bone like material, the long chain tassel with the spike on the end digging into his arm. Tadashi studied the blade, remembering the once beautiful zanpakuto.
"A yellow blade? What a shame. Chiasa had such a beautiful color. How much you've forsaken her."
Tadashi closed his eyes and lowered his zanpakuto, shifting his feet so that he was squatting, his left hand holding the top of the hilt, the blade pointing to the ground behind him. The reddish black reiatsu enveloping him and blazing like a fire.
"Shifuto oite za yoru, Shoushikaen!"
The area around him turned dark, his zanpakuto turning completely black, dark mist pouring off his zanpakuto. The hilt becoming black with red diamonds on it, the guard retaining its fur but becoming a black color. The blade itself became shorter, now only four feet long.
Tadashi raised his new zanpakuto, his face showing no emotion, "Ichirou Takeshi, you have been charged with the crimes of murder and treason against the Sereitei, your punishment is the death by my blade."
Tadashi disappeared from sight, Ichirou doing the same. All around the air and ground were sparks flying and the sound of metal colliding with metal but no whereabouts of them. Then they both appeared, their breathes slightly labored and small cuts in their clothing, Tadashi's cloak being the only thing cut hazardly.
Ichirou put a finger to his chin, "Hmm, your zanpakuto. Shift in the night, Midnight Blaze? And here I thought, I always pegged you as a fire type."
Tadashi kept his face in a mask, "Of all the past Lieutenants of Squad Two I am probably the most suited for the job. My attacks cannot be seen, cannot be heard, and cannot be blocked while in the shadows."
Ichirou frowned before his eyes grew wide, lurching forward as he coughed up blood. He turned around to see a tendril of what looked like pure darkness coming out of a tree and stabbing him through his stomach.
He groaned and pulled himself off the solid shadow, "How?" Blood leaking from the wound, "You could've ended this fight here and now with a slash of my neck or beheading me."
Tadashi smirked then, raising his zanpakuto to his face, "But then I wouldn't be able to show you..." He swept the zanpakuto towards him, "How far my hatred reaches!"
Ichirou screamed in pain as he was sent flying through several trees, stopping only when he shunpoed away.
What the hell is this? Tadashi is wiping the floor with me! If i don't do anything soon I'll lose this fight!
Let me out!
Ichirou nodded hearing the voice, grabbing the chain tassel and ripping it out, Tadashi watching with narrowed eyes.
Why is he ripping that out? From what I can tell he has to have that piercing his skin when he uses shikai.
Ichirou started laughing, "Here we go! This is where the show begins! Watch and learn!"
Ichirou opened his mouth and pointed his scimitar towards it, the tip reaching into his mouth. With a gleeful chuckle he rammed it in his mouth. Tadashi's eyes grew wide and his mouth slightly opened up.
What the hell is he doing?
A bright light filled the air as Ichirou laughed. Tadashi put his hand over his eyes, his zanpakuto poised to defend. When the bright light disappated Tadashi lowered his arm and gasped in shock.
Where Ichirou was standing was a bone covered figure, his body clad in firm fitting bone with a rusty yellow strip going up his arms and legs and meeting in one point on his chest in the center. His face was covered in what looked like a noh mask, no back letting his now dark green hair whip around behind him.
"Myoutenma Bankai, Issentsukihi Kujo." (Dark Demon Bankai, One Thousand Days of Destruction)
Tadashi opened his mouth in a question but Ichirou was already moving. Tadashi felt his chest explode in pain, he looked down to see a bone covered fist there. He looked up to see the blank noh mask but he could almost feel Ichirou smirking at him.
Not a second later Tadashi was sent flying towards the ground at unimaginable speeds. Ichirou laughed in glee as he clapped his hands, "This will be the end of it Tadashi!" He raised his hands towards his chest, making a circle around the center of it around the circle from the lines. A dark yellow light appeared, shadowing the entire area, "Watch this! Cero."
The cero shot out at Tadashi, basking him in the dark yellow light. He raised his head and looked on as the cero got closer and closer.
Tadashi frowned and raised his zanpakuto, his black reiatsu engulfing his body, "Gozen Kumori!"
The entire forest was blown away.