CHAPTER 2 : FIGHTING ZARAKI
A pain gre in Jonouchi's stomach. He was so nervous. Of all Captain's, he had to fight Zaraki Kenpachi. One of the most brutal, blood thirsty shinigami to ever hold a captain rank position. All shinigami, except for Zaraki and Jonouchi, exited the battlefield and stood by the entrance.
Yamamoto stood in the center of the battlefield. "Squad 3 Vice - Captain, Uchiki Jonouchi. Today we will decide whether or not you are eligable to move up to Ichimaru's position as Captain of Squad 3. This is part 2 to your exam. Zaraki, do you have anything to say before your match begins?"
A demonic smirk crossed Zaraki's face. "All I have to say is, Jou, if you fight me, you better come at me with the intent to kill. If not, your death will be for nothing."
Jonouchi flinched, but nodded in reply, as Zaraki smiled a toothy grin. "Great, so you're ready then." Yamamoto said. "So, without further delay and contemplation, let the match begin!" Yamamoto shouted as he Flash Stepped back to the othe Captains.
Zaraki rushed Jonouchi, drawing his sword and ready to strike. Jonouchi jumped into the air and over the gargantuan, running in the opposite direction. He turned, noticing Zaraki close on his heels. He's too fast. I need to slow him down! He thought. He threw out his hands and a red light emitted from them. "Binding Art Number 26, Wall of Red Fire!" he shouted. A wall of fire suddenly sprung up between him and Kenpachi. Jonouchi drew his zanpakuto, but before he could get any further, Zaraki burst through the falmes, unharmed. He swung at Jonouchi, slashing his free arm. He gasped, running towards the wall of the arena. Zaraki chased close behind, moving a tiny bit slower than him. He jumped at the wall, and pushed off with his feet. He pointed the sword forward, towards Zaraki, who had no time to move out of the way. "Wolf Bite!" Jonouchi shouted, bracing for impact. The point of the blade hit Zaraki in the center of the chest, but nothing happened. Not a single scratch. Zaraki swung his sword down, and Jonouchi tried to dodge. He moved to the side, but his free arm was again hit.
"Your blade is weak! I told you to intend to kill. If not, you're going to die here!" he smirked, stabbing Jonouchi in the side.
He rolled into a heap on the ground, but instantly jumped back up. He moved his fingers along his blade. "Bare Your Fangs, O'kamitoku!" he cried, as a cold mist grew around the battlefield.
"Using your Shikai this early in the battle, eh? You're desperate!" Zaraki laughed, swinging his blade. Jonouchi defended, and as Zaraki's blade collided with Jonouchi's, ice formed around Zaraki's blade. "An Ice Zanpakuto? This may get interesting!" he laughed, Flash Stepping away. He Flash Stepped around the arena and Jonouchi lost track of him. He swung his blade in random directions, aggrivated.
"Arctic Mist!" he shouted, ice forming wherever he swung.
"You'll never hit me with such inaccurate attacks!" Zaraki laughed again, slashing Jonouchi in the side. By now the whole battlefield was frozed solid. "You're really not motivated enough, Jou!" he scowled. As Zaraki Flash Stepped around the arena, Jonouchi could see where he'd move. Under Zaraki's weight, the ice would shatter and crack, showing his position. "You'll never gain a Captain Rank at this rate! You're too worried. Worried about yourself and your own safety. And you're scared. You don't want to hurt me, do ya? You're afraid to draw blood. You don't intend to kill. But I do!" he slashed again, hitting Jonouchi's chest. He fell to his knees, obviously in great pain. Zaraki smirked again. "This is a fight to the death. I intend to kill." he stabbed at Jonouchi, who Flash Stepped out of the way.
"Endless Winter!" he cried, Flash Stepping around Zaraki, slashing him every which way he could. Ice formed around Zaraki's entire body, who just smirked. Jonouchi panted, quite satisfied with himself. Zaraki was frozen solid, the attack worked like a charm! The satisfaction suddenly left, when Zaraki shattered the ice with not a scar on him.
"That all you got, kid?" he frowned, slashing Jonouchi's leg. He fell, devistated. Zaraki began to walk away. "This battle's over." he laughed.
Jonouchi just layed there. "I CAN'T lose.This is the only chance I'll ever get... I came thinking I could end this quickly... Without causeing either of us much harm...
he thought to himself. He rested his hand on his sword, rising to one knee. My resolve... Was to protect. Not anymore...!" he swung his sword in Zaraki's direction, a small gash opening on his arm.
Zaraki smirked. "That's it, kid. You cut me!" he laughed.
Jonouchi stood in a fit of rage. "I too, intend to kill!" he screamed, slashing in the air. A thick mist was clearly visible where he slashed. He stabbed at the mist repeatedly, multiple ice needles flying in Zaraki's direction. "Thousand Icicle Shower!" he shouted. Zaraki was hit by a few, but dodged the rest.
"You cut me kid! You accually cut me!" he laughed again, pulling the 4 icicles imbedded in his chest. "Good shot!" Maybe now things will improve!" Both Flash Stepped around the arena,slashing at each other. After a good 15 minutes, Zaraki slashed and dug into Jonouchi's shoulder.
"You're open!" he grinned, hitting Zaraki in the gut with the hilt of his sword. Jonouchi got under Zaraki and kicked him into the air. "Endless Winter!" he shouted, Flash Stepping and slashing Zaraki anywhere he was open. Ice formed over Zaraki's wounds, as he plummeted into the ground.
Zaraki layed on the ground, smirking. "You did great kid." he said, coughing up a good amount of blood. "You win this match." he laughed, passing out.
Jonouchi just smiled, and fell over next to Zaraki, fainting as well.
From the stands, Jonouchi's Captain, Ichimaru Gin, smirked. "Well well, I didn't expect to be replaced this early."
"When our time comes, our time comes, Captain Ichimaru. Just remember we need you here." Aizen Sousuke, Captain of Squad 6 smiled.
10th Squad Captain Hitsugaya Toshiro quietly listened to Ichimaru and Aizen's talk, beginning to get quite suspisious. "What are you planning, Aizen?" he thought to himself.