HEY! Look who's back! I apologize. I have no excuses except writer's block. But I'm back and not dead. I really want to say thank you to MomoAngel who i just got a review from and it almost made me cry to think there are still people who love my story and it made my day so I was thinking "I wonder if I abuse myself with reviews, will i get what I need to write" AND IT WORKED! So thank you. This chapter is short, I'm sorry but it is 2 am and my brain stops functioning after 1. But enjoy!

Yura continued to watch the Espada hold her chest and cough up blood. You should get out of there while you can. Denakuma whispered into Yura's head.

She'll find me either way when she recovers. I need to face her. No more running a-

"You're wide open."

Yura's eyes widened. She raised her zanpakuto and blocked her face, her eyes wide in confusion. What's going on? The vibe coming from Mizu easily confused Yura. Did she not just stab the Arrancar a second ago? And here she was, a wide smile plastered on her face, a low chuckled rumbling from her chest. The Espada twirled her sword in her hand then slashed it diagonally, putting a deep gash in Yura's arm. Crying out in pain, Yura took a step back, but Mizu just inched closer.

"Running is pointless, Soul Reaper! So is attacking me. I'll just keep coming back. And I feel great!" She exclaimed.

Gritting her teeth, Yura kicked up her leg, swinging it toward Mizu. The latter merely stopped the kick with her arm. Mizu sighed, looking at her nails with a look of boredom. "You can keep trying. But it won't work. You're dealing with the zero Espada," She said, letting out a small laugh. "Did you really think it would be that easy?"

Yura grinned, throwing off Mizu. "You have no idea how easy it is." Yura held out her hand, palm facing Mizu. "Kyuu Isei." She practically purred the words, a smirk on her face.

The air crackled around her hand, a light growing in the middle of her palm. Then a bolt of electricity shot out of her hand, hitting Mizu square in her chest. The Espada flew back, skidding across the sand. She quickly got back up, preparing to attack when she froze in her tracks.

Yura stood there, hands clasped in front of her chest. "Sochi go Dageki." She said.

A bolt of lightning struck Mizu from above, the latter gritting her teeth, but dealing with the pain. Once done, she craned her neck. "What the hell was that?" She asked, scrunching her nose in disgust and annoyance.

"I'm not done yet!" Yura exclaimed, horizontally spreading her arms with her palms faced outward. Two lightning bolts struck Mizu from the sides, causing her to twitch excessively. Yura brought her arms above her head, cupping her hands upward with her wrists pressed together. Mizu was then hit with three lightning bolts, stronger and more powerful then the last two attacks.

"Stop it!" She screeched, falling to her knees.

"You seriously underestimate me, Espada."

She folded her hands together, locking her fingers, and faced her palms toward Mizu. Four lightning bolts struck down simultaneously. Mizu now lay on her back, having a seizure from the lightning attacks. Narrowing her eyes, Yura took a deep breath. She brought her wrists together again, unlocking her fingers, hands positioned vertically as her palms face the fallen Arrancar. "Finishing blow: Bite." The sky roared and rumbled, clouds producing five bolts at one time, all hitting the same target.

Dropping her arms, the Soul Reaper stumbled, energy level lower than before. Her breaths came out in small pants and her head spun. That one ability took so much out of her, but hopefully it finished the job. Dragging her feet, she walked over to Mizu, who lay motionless in the sand, body nearly burnt to a crisp. Her clothes were black and charred, flaking off. Her skin, too, had darkened and was red and raw in various places. Yura kept her distance, though, carefully observing her. She wasn't twitching, not even breathing. Everything about her was lifeless and cold. Yura let out a long, deep sigh in relief, glad it was done. Now was her chance to go help the nearest person to her.

Yura turned on her heel, arching her back and wincing in pain. Hearing movement, but thinking it was her own, she continued to walk. "Screech…" A low, raspy voice let out. Yura swerved around, her gaze landing on Mizu who was still lying in the sand. But now, she held her zanpakuto, a small grin on her face. Realizing what she was about to do, Yura attempted to stop her. "Fukurou."

There was a bright light and a small explosion, but big enough to knock Yura off her feet and send her flying. She roughly landed, sand finding its way in her mouth. Sitting up, she spat out the sand, coughing and groaning. The wind slowly started dying down, giving Yura the chance to see. Her eyes grew wide and she scrambled to get up as a figure approached her with a menacing grin planted on its face. "You've really screwed up." It crooned, chuckling darkly as it inched closer to Yura like a predator approaching its injured prey.

A/N: Cliffy cliffy cliffy cliffy cliffy CLIFFHANGER! I love them, but I only when I'm writing them. (can anyone else imagine if this was an actual episode it would end with only showing that person's smile and then do the whole To Be Continued crap?) Anyway, I really hope you liked it. If not, i'm still up for ideas cause my friend (the creator of Mizu) is not helping...yeah. send reviews. I'm bound to respond and mention you in my note before the next chapter. I'll try to post by next week. I've been super busy with a shit ton of summer work, self-teaching piano lessons, Japanese class, drawing, other things, vb practice/tournaments, study sessions with friends...yeah. Until next time! 3 love you all!