An explosion of red enveloped Kisuke, forcing Greed back several feet. The Sin of Avarice stared with wide eyes at the great crimson pillar before him. He could just barely make out the form of Kisuke Urahara, whose entire right arm seemed to become covered in some kind of bulky armament. Slowly, the energy surrounding Kisuke faded, and Greed's eyes went even wider at what he saw.
Kisuke's sword had been replaced by a gauntlet that covered his entire right arm. Instead of a hand at the end, however, there was wickedly long and jagged blade. The entire thing was red as blood. "This is my bankai, Sin," Kisuke said with an uncharacteristically dark tone and expression. "Remember its name, because it'll be the last one you ever hear." He pointed the jagged blade at his enemy. "Fukitsu Benihime."
Out of nowhere, a massive explosion of red power engulfed Greed, who was shot up into the air almost half a mile. He managed to stop himself in midair and glared down at the ground, but couldn't see Urahara. A blade sudden hacked across his back, drawing out a geyser of blood. He howled in pain and leaped away from his attacker. Urahara now stood directly across from him, his blade dripping with crimson liquid.
"Wh-what was that!?" Greed demanded. "How did you move so quickly!? Where did that explosion come from!?"
Kisuke gave the Sin a cold glare. "Even in shikai, Benihime isn't very kind. She loves to shed the blood of others. In bankai, I barely have any control at all. She takes over most of the time, at least until she gets bored of her opponent." He pointed his blade at his opponent again. "Unfortunately, she doesn't bore quickly."
Greed backed up a few steps. "'Unfortunately'?" he parroted.
Kisuke simply nodded. "For both of us."
The shopkeeper vanished in a flicker of movement, only to reappear an instant later in front of the Sin, his weapon poised to cleave him in half. Greed leaped back again, avoiding a potentially fatal attack, then rushed at the ex-Soul Reaper an attempt to slam his fist into the blond man's gut. Kisuke merely sidestepped the pathetic strategy and swung his blade upwards, slicing Greed's arm off like a hot knife through warm butter. The Sin shrieked in pain as grasped his stump, desperately trying to stop the bleeding.
Urahara then slammed a kick into Greed's face, sending him spiraling toward the ground at nearly Mach-speed. The shopkeeper flickered into existence below him and delivered another powerful blow to Greed's stomach, launching the Sin toward the horizon and through three building before he finally managed to stop himself. He gasped for breath as he looked up at Urahara, who was walking almost casually towards him, his sword looking even more menacing by the second.
"Y-you stay away from me!" Greed shouted, trying his best and failing miserably to sound threatening. "D-don't you come any closer!"
Kisuke didn't acknowledge Greed's words. He simply kept walking forward. Greed stepped back in fear and panic. Death was the one thing that he didn't want. He hated the idea of dying. That was the only real reason he joined up with Lucifer in the first place. He feared death.
Terrified beyond all reason, Greed turned and rushed off as fast as he could, an expression of horror plastered across his face. He only knew at this point that he had to get away. He had to escape that madman. He couldn't die here. He wouldn't die here.
He felt a sudden stinging pain in his back. He could no longer run. He could barely move at all. He looked down at his chest. That wicked blade protruded from his chest. He could feel that it was right next to his heart, barely scraping the vital organ. He turned his head slowly to see the former Soul Reaper out of his peripheral vision. The blond man still bore no emotion on his face.
"I told you," Kisuke said ominously, "that the name of my bankai would be the last name that you would ever hear. I've never been one to go back on my word." With that said, he released a blast of crimson power that instantly annihilated Greed the Avaricious.
Greed's last thought before death took hold of him was, No more. His mind faded into blackness as his body became ashes.
Urahara released a deep breath as his zanpakuto returned to its shikai form. He hated using his bankai. It was too unpredictable. Too lethal. If he could, he would trade his bankai for any other in the world. But he was stuck with it.
"Is that such a bad thing?" asked the voice of Benihime within his mind. "Admit it, Kisuke. You know you love me." Her tone was far from menacing. It was cocky, but in an endearing way that made it difficult to hate her.
Kisuke simply chuckled as he turned to face a huge band of demons that were charging straight towards him. "Yeah, yeah." He dropped into a fighting stance. "Let's just finish this as soon as possible." He charged forward, unleashing his blade upon the horde.
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Kenpachi was having one hell of a time. The demons just kept coming and coming. There were so many that even Yachiru was running around and having a blast. Almost literally at some points. Her small but lethal blade tore through monster after monster as she ran around, laughing and screaming like a maniac. She leaped around, bouncing everywhere and piercing skulls. She was having the time of her life.
Suddenly, just as Kenpachi was about to slice one demon completely into tiny bits, something landed directly behind him, creating a massive explosion of debris. Something leaped out of the pillar of smoke towards him, but he managed to step away to avoid it. The figure pounced upon the demon that had been in front of him. It looked like it was eating the demon.
When it finished its meal, the figure rose to its feet, revealing a huge, fat man with a bald head and a bulbous nose. He towered over Kenpachi, and had a hungry look in his scarred, blind eyes. "Smell blood…" the fat man said. "Smell food… time to eat…"
Yachiru Flash Stepped to Kenpachi's side and said, "Hey, he looks like he'd be fun to cut up, huh, Kenny?"
The Soul Reaper captain smirked. "Yeah. All that blubber just means more places to stab him. Hey, fat-ass, what's your name?"
The huge man cocked his head to the side once and said, "Gluttony… the Voracious… hungry… need to eat…"
That only made Kenpachi's grin grow wider. "Then you're gonna have to work for your meal, big guy. I'm not goin' down easy!"
"Go get 'im, Kenny!" Yachiru cheered as the mad swordsman charged towards his opponent.
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Translation for the curious:
Fukitsu Benihime: Japanese for "ominous/sinister red princess"
Hope you enjoyed, and I'll talk to you all later.
