I felt Yoso's triumph race through me. That's why she was a three pronged blade. Not for direct attacks, but for the exact purpose of long distance strikes with electricity. And the bolt that was racing at me now could be counted with one of my own. I whipped Yoso up, then straight back down, and bluish, purple electricity slammed into my Hollow's black one with an explosive crackling noise. The joy and triumph was washed clean off her face and replaced with a look of pure shock. I stared at her, as the lightning began dissipating and gave her a sly smile, which I knew would tick her off.

Anger and frustration replaced her other expression immediately and once the lightning was gone, she charged at me with an angry shriek, determined it seemed like to beat me to a bloody pulp with short range attacks. Yoso's knowledge of fighting began to fill into me, which made dodging the Hollow's enraged thrusts and swings much easier. I never got the opportunity to train, and now it seemed Yoso was giving me the training I missed out on.

The Hollow screamed in frustration when she noticed my dodges were quick and timed. "How are you doing this?! You were never properly trained this doesn't make any sense!"

I snorted. "Instinct." That word flowed from my mouth against my control.

"That can't be! I am stronger! You are weak!" She screamed, her swings beginning to become a little more wild from her rage and less controlled.

That made dodging much more simpler since she was losing her temper. But regardless, I had to be cautious; she was still dangerous to me, as it was true; she was much stronger than I was.

Suddenly lightning shot out without warning, a fierce snarl on the Hollow's face. It slammed into me and the sheer force knocked me quite a ways backwards. I wasn't expecting her to hit me from such a short distance. Now I was stunned, and I was having difficulty breathing. I had to labor to breath and my arms and legs wouldn't respond when I tried to move as my enraged Hollow approached me. Everything felt like lead, my spine was tingling, and there was nothing I could do about it. I needed to move, and my body wasn't responding to me. Another hit from her, and I was dead. Everything in my body told me that if I didn't move, it was game over for me. And then game over for my hollow, as there would be no way she could fight of the Vizards and Ichigo alone.

"Move." Yoso's voice was in my ear. "I am with you now, I can help restore the movement to your body. Get up, and keep fighting!"

Suddenly my entire body was lighter, and I sprung to my feet.

My Hollow looked even angrier. "I paralyzed you from the neck down with that blast! How are you still moving?!"

I swung the blade down, hitting the hollow square in the chest with a bolt of lightning, sending her staggering backwards. She hadn't been standing close enough for the lightning to do much more than that, but she was bleeding, and fighting to get her breath back, and that lifted my hopes, if only slightly. She glared at me with hate filled eyes. Every fiber of my being knew that there would be no talking her out of stopping this. She was a Hollow, and she only obeyed her endless lust for killing. That's all it was.

"You must release this form, you are too weak to do keep me like this. You'll have the strength to take her down, but you have to do it in one hit, or it's all over." Yoso's voice was weak, and faded as her form was re-sealed into the single blade.

I watched the Hollow for a minute, gauging her movement, she was getting her breath back but I still had just enough time to get her off guard. I rushed forward.

As I went to plunge the blade into her chest, a white single blade blocked my attack. It appeared she was too weak to keep her blade in the three-pronged form as well. She glared me down with hate filled eyes.

"I'm not going to let you finish me." She snarled. "I won't let someone as weak as you take control."

I glared right back. "You've given me no choice. I have to take you out."

She growled at me. "Just you try."

"I will."

I twisted my blade underneath hers, flat side up against her sharp edge, and shoved upwards, forcing her to rear back, arms up from the blade being forced up. I lunged into the opening, but I wasn't fast enough as she blocked my attack again. I jumped backwards, looking for an opening and that's when it dawned on me. Next time she swung, I could dodge out of the way and stab her. I had to try.

She rushed me, snarling animal-like, it sent shivers down my spine, and as she went for a strike, I dove into her vulnerable side, and sunk my sword deep into her. She screamed in rage and pain, releasing her blade simultaneously. I looked up at her face. There was sheer anger, and surprise. Then it settled into one of contempt.

"Hmph." She growled. "You've defeated me. For now. I'll be too weak for a long time to give you any fuss." She stared into my eyes. "Because you've actually defeated me in a weaker state than I, you have earned my respect. But nothing more. We will meet again, and if you aren't prepared, you will lose."

I glared at her until she was completely gone. My legs buckled and I fell to my knees as the grass began to revive.

I threw my fists into the air in triumph and yelled. "I did it!"

Then I face planted into the sweet smelling grass.