CHAPTER 54: THE FURY

"Insulting my FABULOUS STUPENDOUS MIRACULOUS EVERLASTING SPARKLING SHINING FANTASTIC BATTLE OUTFIT is a SIN, you hideous sight of a Shinigami!" Vallencie snapped.

Yumichika clenched his fist tight, his eyebrows pointed downwards and for a moment it seemed as if a wild fire was burning in his eyes. He snarled, extremely tempted to run up to that ugly Fraccion and give him (or HER) a tight slap in his (or HER) disgusting face. How could that filthy Arrancar have the guts to insult his beauty? His lustrous and glossy black hair, clean and elegant eye feathers... They were all accessories that further enhanced his amazingly good looks. And here he was, being referred to as a 'hideous sight' by the truly hideous sight of that Fraccion, Vallencie Cuulhourne. It seemed that his (or seriously, HER) predecessor, Charlotte Cuulhourne, and he were exactly alike. All clearly a pain in the eye, yet refusing to admit so and calling others ugly. It was just like the pot calling the kettle black. How annoying... HOW ANNOYING! CALLING MY BEAUTIFUL SELF UGLY! WHAT AN INSULT! I CANNOT TAKE THIS LYING DOWN! Tightening his grip round the hilt of his Zanpakutou, he was just about to lash out at Vallencie when he remembered that he was fighting for Soul Society. Now that the Fraccion were more powerful than before, it would be more than unwise to let his emotions get the better of him, leading him to make hasty and careless decisions. He calmed himself down, preparing himself for the tense battle of beauty ahead. As the shining silver blade of his Zanpakutou reflected his beautiful face, Yumichika's resolve to win grew stronger and stronger.

Ikkaku noticed the fury that had engulfed his friend's eyes. He felt quite annoyed as well, even though the more he looked at Vallencie, the more he closed in towards the edge of rolling on the floor and laughing at that ridiculous outfit. He looked at the other Fraccion which towered over him, his shadow completely covering him. That Fraccion had an incredible size and build. He knew that judging by Aizen's standards, it would not be a bit surprising if his giant opponent had not only power, but speed as well. Judging by the strength and confidence in his opponent's eyes, he probably did have both of them. That ultimately meant that he had to watch out for both himself and Yumichika.

"Hey, you over there..." He scratched his shiny bald head. "You haven't introduced yourself."

"Grinkke Paduoc." He smirked. "Remember that all-important name. So if you see anyone before you die, you can at least provide the name of the one who defeated your pathetic self, eh?"

"Who said anything about my defeat? I won't be the one defeated, you Arrancar... You're gonna be the one lying done there yelping in pain..." Ikkaku had a sly grin wiped all over his face.

Besides... I did the 'Lucky Dance' so many times... There's absolutely no way that I can lose! My 'Lucky Dance' is completely invincible! This Arrancar doesn't know of nor understand the power of my 'Lucky Dance'! I'll have to let him taste defeat for himself eh?

Night was about to fall soon and the last few remaining rays of sunlight fell and bounced of Ikkaku's shiny bald head. The sun had begun to set and the sky had darkened significantly. Despite the darkened sky and the rise of the moon, both the Shinigamis' and Arrancars' spirits had not fallen. They were more than ready for this battle. A battle for beauty and strength. And each side was determined not to fail.

Urahara watched silently on the sidelines as Hiyori and Love fought violently. It was a violent struggle between the two Vizards and the New Espada, as none were willing to show off their true powers yet. Hiyori stubbornly refused to put on her Vizard mask and release her Shikai, strongly believing that she could take down Wolffe Barrk without anything fancy. As for Love, he simply released his Shikai but did not use his Vizard mask to amplify his powers. From the unsatisfied expression on Wolffe's face, it became clear to Urahara that their opponent knew how reluctant Hiyori and Love were to fight him at their full strength. Shaking his head and sighing, he decided to analyse his opponent up close. Slowly taking out his cane and lowering his hat, Urahara strolled towards the heart of the battle with slow, steady steps. Hiyori raised her blade high in the air, speeding towards Wolffe. She moved so quickly that she created a strong gust of wind, which blew past Urahara and sent his hat flying towards the ground. Sighing as he watched his ex-subordinate flare up completely in such an astoundingly short amount of time, he bent down to pick up his hat and put it back on. Wolffe quickly dodged the incoming attack, narrowly missing it as Hiyori's sharpened blade sliced off a tiny shred of fabric from his New Espada uniform. He watched as the small piece of white cloth slowly floated in the air before gently landing on the ground. His New Espada uniform... RIPPED! SHREDDED! It was unforgiveable. He deeply respected the precious uniform that Aizen had entrusted and given to him, as proof of his tremendous power and defeating all those Arrancars. He appreciated that uniform so much and to see it spoiled because of those two Vizards... It was unforgiveable! And he had even promised, even swore to Aizen that he would come back from the battle unscathed, his head held high in victory.

He lunged towards both Vizards, while releasing his Zanpakutou.

"Gritar, El Lobo Fantasma*!" He screamed.

A pale blue swirl of smoke enveloped him as he underwent his drastic transformation. Hiyori and Love jumped back quickly, shocked that the New Espada had decided to release his Resurreccion so soon in the battle. They had barely fought fiercely. In fact, they merely exchanged a few blows, but neither party was severely injured yet. Usually Resurreccions were used as a last resort, as a final attempt to overpower their opponent. But to release it so quickly... It was exceedingly suspiscious. Perhaps Wolffe had something up his sleeve? What exactly triggered him to do so? Urahara grew suspiscious quickly. Racking his brains hard, he had to admit that releasing his Resurreccion so quickly was extremely reckless of Wolffe. Judging from his initial sleepy and reluctant attitude towards battle, seeing his attitude change so drastically came as a real shock to every single one of them. Hiyori had her eyebrows raised and her eyes widened. Love's eyes could not be seen behind his sunglasses, but it was rather easy to tell that he was taken aback. After all, it was really unexpected. But with the New Espada's release and increasing reiatsu, they all knew that they had to end the battle as soon as possible. They did not intend to sustain more casualties in this long struggle against Sosuke Aizen. Urahara unveiled Benihime. Looks like I'll have to use you soon... Get ready... Smiling, he joined in the battle and stepped beside Hiyori.

"Ha! Finally stopped standing around eh?" Hiyori snapped.

Urahara simply kept quiet and smirked. It looked like he would really have to release Benihime soon. Wolffe stepped out of the swirl of smoke, clad in a black leather jacket and skinny leather jeans. His Zanpakutou had transformed into twin pistols and a black eye patch covered his left eye. He also had a dark blue belt and strapped on it were various types of grenades. Urahara raised his eyebrow. Those grenades were likely to be Ceros, it might even have enhanced power and speed. Right now, Wolffe looked like a dark version of the original Primera Espada, Coyote Starrk. Though Wolffe had appeared and was assumed to be a lot weaker than Starrk, it was highly possible that their levels of power might not be that far off after all. Hiyori, Love and Urahara had noticed a sharp increase in Wolffe's reiatsu. It felt slightly suffocating, but it was still tolerable. Urahara had received news that Tayomi, Hitsugaya and Ichigo were fighting the first New Espada, Viquierra Cifer. It had been hours, yet no news of the conclusion of that battle had come. If Wolffe's Resurreccion already had quite an impact, it was not hard to imagine how incredible Viquierra's Resurreccion was. Viquierra's reiatsu was probably more suffocating than Wolffe's by many notches. But he had no time to worry about them. Tayomi Sakuri, Hitsugaya Toushiro, Kurosaki Ichigo... All three of them had incredible potential. With their combination, they would probably be able to make it out alive and in victory. They had always had their ways of handling the most dangerous of situations and turning it around. Trusting their abilities, Urahara sighed and proceeded to charge towards the newly-released Wolffe, focusing on his own battle.

Kiiyaa surveyed all three of her opponents. The bespectacled man was probably the clever one. He seemed to possess a strange calmness despite being in a battle and he was probably more of a strategic fighter, countering attacks using pure logic and outsmarting his opponent when possible. As for the Shinigami with long white hair, she noticed that he had two blades. Seeing a Shinigami with two blades was extremely rare and she instantly deduced that he was the strongest out of the three. As for the man with blue hair... Well, he looked crazy. He was probably the craziest and most insane out of the three and she decided to leave it at that. His strength was probably considerably high, since he was wearing the Captain's haori. He was the Head of the Shinigami Research Institute, so it would probably be safe to assume that he was analytical and possessed some brains as well.

"Hey... You with the spectacles..." Kiiyaa scratched the back of her neck.

"Yes?" Ishida replied, while pushing up his spectacles.

"What... What exactly are you?" Kiiyaa slowly raised her finger and pointed it at Ishida, with a blank look on her face. "You're not a Shinigami... You're not wearing black... Are you an alien?"

AN ALIEN? What the...

Ukitake and Mayuri turned to look at Ishida, whose face was rbight red with a tint of fury in his eyes. Ukitake raised his eyebrows, trying not to let out a small laugh. Mayuri did not care though and simply laughed.

"Uhm..." Ishida cleared his throat. "I'm not an alien... I'm a Quincy."

"Quincy?" Kiiyaa giggled. "I've never heard of that before! Is that a new species of aliens..?"

This New Espada... She's mocking me.

"Um... Never mind." Ishida tried to change the subject, acknowledging that this New Espada did not have much knowledge of the world outside Hueco Mundo. "Let's just get this over with, alright?"

TRANSLATION:
*Cry out, Phantom Wolf!

Author's Note:
Sorry this chapter came out late, I had been busy this week T.T
Ah but these three battles are just getting started! I'm quite excited to see the turn of events that will occur in future XD
I'm going to camp from Tuesday to Friday, so the next chapter might be out a little late.
Next chapter, we'll still continue to touch on these battles :D Leaving Tayomi, Hitsugaya and Ichigo's fight alone first to think of a good way to end it AND keep Ulquiorra look-alike around longer LOL XD
I hope you all enjoyed this chapter! (Glad I finished this on my birthday LOL) Please review! Thanks! ^.^