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The Deathberry and A Devil	By : Killswitch616 Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female > Ichigo/Orihime Views: 2724 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I Do Not own Bleach or Devil May Cry and I do not make money off of this fic, all rights are reserved for their respective creators, all I own is my OC. Again, I do Not own Bleach or the DmC franchise, nor do I make money off of this f

Chapter List
- 1-Confrontation and Escape, It begins
- 2-Arrival; A stranger and mysterious enemies
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- 2
All right this is the first chapter.
There will be lemons, just not yet as this is a WIP. I ask that you be patient. All that i said would happen will when a Lemon comes around.
This story will also contain my OC, Ryuketsu. No major DmC characters will be used permanently but some will appear in flashbacks. Mainly Bosses from the games will be used.
Pairings – Ichigo/Orihime, Ryu/Tatsuki, others, don’t want to spoil too much now…
***** - Signifies a scene break in the story, to a different location or time frame.
“Human Talking” – “I swore it on my Soul!”
‘Human thoughts’ – ‘I…I will not Lose!’
Techniques and Important terms – Getsuga Tensho
*****
“Hollow scum!”
A large viper like creature was thrown through the air, hitting and rolling along the ground. As it slowly stood, its face was revealed to be covered by a mask of porcelain bone, no mouth, its eyes glowing yellow behind the mask, a hole through its chest.
“Damn human, Do not interfere!” the creature hissed. Before him stood a boy of at least 15 years of age, spiky orange hair that could be seen from a mile away atop his head and a permanent scowl on his face. He shouldered a large sword that looked similar to a butcher knife with a silver edge, no hilt or guard. He was dressed a black shihakusho with a red rosary-like strap across his chest.
“And let you rampage? Not likely”
This is Kurosaki Ichigo, Substitute Shinigami and protector of his hometown, Karakura. His job, like other Shinigami, is to slay hollows wherever he may find them and send pure souls to a realm known as the Soul Society through the process of Konso (Soul Burial)
“Then you will die like the rest!” the hollow roared loudly, the sides of its mask opened much like a Cobra’s would and a green liquid like substance began to rain down, Ichigo disappeared in bursts of speed, avoiding the substance that would melt through the ground on contact.
He jumped high in to the air as the hollow anticipated his next move, the hollow closing its mask and launching in to the air after the orange haired Shinigami.
“I have you now!” Ichigo’s scowl merely deepened slightly, he raised the large sword over his head, and a blue energy like flame began to travel up the zanbato.
“It’s the other way around, Getsuga Tensho!” (Heaven Piercing Lunar Fang) He swung down, launching a powerful blue energy wave in the arc of the swing, the airborne hollow looked on in horror at his approaching demise as he had no way to avoid it, the creature was engulfed in light and as it died down, it was split in half, the separate halves dissolving in to light and drifting away, a single black swallow tail butterfly fluttering away. Ichigo landed with a soft thud and sighed, placing the large sword on his back.
Kurosaki Ichigo, a semi-normal high school student who juggles the responsibility of protecting his town and friends from soul devouring beasts known as Hollows and finding souls to help them pass on to the afterlife through the process of Konso with his school work and daily life.
As of late, his Shinigami life had started to become his daily life, not that he was complaining, he enjoyed slaying hollows and protecting people, but he just wished he could get a break from it all, if only for a little while.
The orange haired Shinigami walked over to a nearby bush and parted the greenery to reveal his unconscious body; he sighed and lowered in to his human body. He was still for a moment before his eyes opened, he stood up and brushed the grass and dirt from his clothes and started walking home.
He looked up at the brightly lit sky, the sun setting below the horizon in the distance, illuminating the tops of the buildings and casting a mix of light and shadow over Karakura town.
“I wonder what Rukia is up to…Ah! I gotta stop thinking about her…” he shook his head, trying to rid himself of the images of the short, dark haired, big-eyed Shinigami that had been the one to introduce him to the life of a Shinigami.
Kuchiki Rukia, a petite Shinigami who had given her powers to Ichigo not long after they first met, after getting him in to the Hollow slaying business, he and the petite girl had developed a bit of a rapport, arguing like an old married couple, Rukia hitting him to get his butt in gear when a Hollow showed itself and Ichigo purifying it not long after, that was life for a while.
The orange haired deathberry thought back to Rukia being taken away and himself being put on the brink of death by Byakuya, her adoptive older brother. His training with Urahara, a former Shinigami captain of the Gotei 13, Rukia being his motivation to power through it, he and his friends invading a place known as the Soul Society and breaking in to the Seireitei, fighting Captains and Lieutenants alike.
He had finally managed to save Rukia and defeat his greatest enemy at the time, Byakuya, only for another Captain, Aizen Sosuke, now former leader of the Fifth Division, to betray the Gotei 13 then and there, injuring multiple captains, and escaping with the Hogyoku (Orb of Distortion), which was inside of Rukia, along with his two accomplices, Tosen Kaname, now former captain of the Ninth Division and Ichimaru Gin, now former captain of the Third Division.
Ichigo thought over all of these events, and the person that stood out to him, whether he wanted them to or not, was Rukia. He shook his head once more to try and rid himself of the images, but it was no good. He resigned himself to just sighing.
“It’ll probably be years before she ever comes back here…stupid midget…I’d be lying to myself if I said I wouldn’t miss her though…Great, now I’m talking to myself…” the Deathberry ran a hand through his spiky orange hair and sighed once more, he had been doing that a lot lately.
Ichigo walked in silence as he made his way home, the only noise being the crickets coming alive in the coming darkness and the sound of his own footsteps on the concrete.
*****
A shadowed figure speedily ran down a long corridor, the only real light source being the light seeping from under the cast over his arm, which bounced off a steel piece over his shoulder, what looked to be a hilt reflected in the light.
Explosions were heard in the distance and the figure stumbled.
“Dammit! They’re getting closer, I’ve got to hurry” he said to himself. He sped down the corridor once more at a much greater speed, his cloak billowing behind him. He came upon large double doors; he reared back his free hand and with a strong punch, knocked the doors off of the hinges.
“Phew, I’m not too late” he sighed. He stood in a large alter of sorts, the former corners held large humanoid statues that held up the ceiling, red spider web cracks spread out from each, a red-orange glowing light behind them. In the center was a sheathed O-katana floating in a pillar of blue light. The white light from underneath the sling over the figures right arm grew steadily brighter.
He jogged over to the light and reached out with his left hand, upon coming in contact with the light, electric discharge traveled up his arm.
“Ahhh!” he quickly pulled his arm away. He removed the sling from his right arm to reveal a demonic arm with black armor like skin around it, a large crack through the arm revealing bright white light and the fingers were clawed made of the same white energy.
He reached inside of the light, this time without any damage and grasped the sheathed blade, pulling it from the light.
“Now it’s time to get the hell out of dodge” he said to himself, just as he was about to turn and run for it, a large explosion stopped him in his tracks, the room being filled with dust and smoke as parts of the roof and walls on the right side collapsed with a loud crash.
The figure swung his right arm, the force dispersing the cloud of dust. From the light outside, he was illuminated with the rest of the alter.
He wore a knee length open jacket with five silver rectangular buttons attached to the right side and the sleeves rolled up to the elbows. He wore black pants and boots, the ends of the pants being tucked in to the boots, a belt around his waist and a sword on his back. Grey bandages around his abdomen.
The figures face was covered by light bulb shaped mask with two circles for eyes and a line went diagonally through the mask, splitting the colors to white and black.
“Hehehehe, you’re quite the trickster, Garogai and Taikon were prepared to demolish every building to find you” the new voice said, it was almost condescendingly sweet.
The new figure was a pale skinned young man who dressed in mostly purple with a ragged cape and high color, his purple hair parted in a long fringe, covering his left eye, a smug smirk on the man’s face, a metal shackle around his neck with a short length of chain.
“Shuren” the other man growled his gripping tightening on the O-katana. The man now identified as Shuren chuckled once more.
“Now that I’ve found you…” flames ignited, floating just above his palms, “Don’t expect me to just let you leave with that sword.”
“Good luck getting to it” the O-katana turned in to light and was absorbed in to his demonic arm. Shuren’s smirk turned in to a sneer and the figure took the sword from his back. It seemed to be modeled after a German Great Knife, a foot long hilt with a silver pommel and what looked to be a motorcycle gear shift, the blade itself was at least 122 to 137 cm in length (4 to 4 ½ feet) The man began twirling the impressive blade by the hilt, spinning it around over his head as if it weighed next to nothing, he raised it high and stabbed it in to the ground, revving the hilt, a loud engine like roar emitting from the blade.
“Using that monstrosity of a blade, I’m honestly surprised that you haven’t died yet” Shuren said, he fired a ball of flames at high speeds towards the man below, a loud bang resonated through the area and the fireball was destroyed.
The man now held a handgun in his right hand; it looked like a lengthened and customized version of a Colt M1911.
“Red Queen is the best battle companion a swordsman could hope for, Now, if you’re finished insulting me, It’s about time we got this party started” at that moment four more figures appeared. Shuren’s sneer once more became a smug smirk.
“I couldn’t agree more…Kill him!” All five of them jumped in to action, the man below revved the sword once more and reared back with the blade, pulling the gear shift and bright sparks sprayed across the blade.
“Let’s Rock!” He swung for Shuren first.
*****
A large room illuminated by lights overhead, an old man, scarred by years of battle sat in a throne at the head of the room, a white haori draped over his shoulders, a long beard nearly going to the floor.
Before him stood twelve others, all of them wearing a haori as well, a couple adding their own spin on it. Six people stood side by side on either side, waiting for the old man, their leader, to speak.
“I have called this Captains meeting to address a rather urgent matter, the number of hollows appearing in and around Karakura Town has been steadily rising ever since the defection of former Captains Aizen Sosuke, Tosen Kaname and Ichimaru Gin, though Kurosaki Ichigo and his friends have been able to keep any casualties from occurring, Captain Kurotsuchi has shown that if the numbers continue to increase that the hollows will soon overwhelm Karakura Town” the old man said in a serious tone, his voice resonating around the room.
“Captain-Commander Yamamoto, are we entirely sure that Aizen is the cause of the rise in Hollows?” asked the youngest Captain of the twelve, spiky white hair topped his head and a sword on his back.
The old Captain was silent for a moment, as if contemplating what to say.
“The cause of this rise is, at this moment, unknown, the number of spirits in Karakura Town has not risen above average levels that would justify this rise, nor has the number of spiritually aware beings” he said.
“Then what could be the cause?” questioned a petite woman with dark hair and baggy black body suit, her zanpakuto placed horizontally behind her back.
“Captain Kurotsuchi, if you would” the Captain Commander said. A man wearing an odd hat and face paint stepped forward, his zanpakuto hanging from the front of his obi sash.
“Reishi sensors were placed around the perimeter of Karakura Town to cover the area, the purpose being to warn the Soul Society of any odd spiritual anomalies detected within, examples being high rises in disappearances of spirits, or a higher rise in the reishi in Karakura Town, while it was none of these, something odd was detected…” he said in a rather raspy voice. He took in a breath and began to speak once again.
“The anomaly I speak of comes from an unknown source, the area from which it resonates changes at random and causes geysers of Reishi to erupt, causing rises in Karakura Town’s Spiritual presence, to dumb down my explanation for some of you, while some hollows would come to Karakura at random, aiming to devour Kurosaki and his spiritually aware friends, the spikes make it seem as if the town itself is abuzz with spiritually aware beings, Hollows pouring in seconds later, which is the probable cause of the Hollow rise, but as for what causes these spikes, this is unknown” Kurotsuchi said, “No more than six have occurred so far, but the time in which they happen has spanned from a week to the day after, the spike that comes with them also varies, but the power may grow steadily stronger if left unchecked.”
“…Thank you, Captain Kurotsuchi, do you know the estimated time from which these spikes have been occurring?”
“From the data gathered, approximately one month after Kurosaki Ichigo and his friends left from the Soul Society” the 12^th Division captain said. The Captain Commander nodded.
“Thank you, you may step back” the strange captain did so, “Captain Kurotsuchi and the Research and Development Department have estimated that the number of Hollows will slowly begin to rise over time with the Reishi fluxuations, and while the numbers are nowhere near dangerous, if the spikes continue, the balance may shift between the worlds and innumerable hollows from Hueco Mundo will pour in to Karakura Town” this statement shocked the captains.
“What should we do about this?” A large, anthromorphic dog said.
“For now we will leave this to Kurosaki and his comrades while I devise the best course of action, Captain Hitsugaya, I must speak with you after this meeting has ended, Captain Kurotsuchi, continue your research on this anomaly, we must find the source” Yamamoto said.
“Yes, Captain-Commander Yamamoto” the two captains said.
“Dismissed” the old man said in a booming voice, tapping his cane against the ground, eleven of the twelve captains walked out, leaving the youngest captain behind. The two spoke as soon as the doors closed.
“Captain Commander Yamamoto, what is it you wished to speak to me about” Hitsugaya said in a formal manner.
“Captain Hitsugaya, if the situation in Karakura Town does not resolve itself within a timely manner, the strange anomalies coupled with Aizen’s potential attacks, I want you to find suitable members for a task force that will be sent to help Kuorsaki Ichigo and his comrades…”
*****
Two people were walking through the darkened streets of Karakura Town; one was a very tall young man with wavy dark brown hair and tan skin. The other was an auburn haired girl who was well endowed, six pointed flower hairclips in her hair. These two were Sado Yasutora, normally referred to as ‘Chad’ and Inoue Orihime; both were friends of Ichigo Kurosaki who had helped him save Rukia from being executed in Soul Society.
“Thank you for walking me Chad-kun” Orihime said kindly, giving the tall Hispanic boy a kind smile.
“No problem Orihime” he said in a gruff voice. The two of them walked in silence, Chad being one of few words and Orihime not knowing what to say.
“Inoue, have you sensed anything strange happening lately?” Chad asked out of the blue. Orihime looked at him and then placed a finger on her chin in thought.
“None that I can recall, Why?” Orihime asked, the two high school students stopped in their tracks as the pressure in the air became increasingly heavier, Orihime and Chad had grown accustomed to being exposed to such power being around Ichigo and some of the stronger captains of the Gotei 13 when they’re angry at their subordinates, but it was still too intense for them to do anything until it passed. The pressure was lifted as quickly as it began.
“That” Chad said, spreading his feet slightly.
“I thought that was just Ichigo practicing with his Bankai, the others before hadn’t been as powerful as this one” Orihime said, raising her hands and placing the tips of her fingers against the hairclips. An inhuman roar tore through the air, Orihime wincing at the sheer volume of it, the two of them looked in to the air hearing a cracking noise and their eyes widened at what they saw.
A black crack spread through the sky, fracturing out. The crack opened and they heard the same roar once again, a pair of red eyes glared down at them from the expansion of darkness inside.
Chad was the first to snap out of his trance.
“Orihime!” He ran to the auburn haired girl and picked her up; jumping away as a large black figure came crashing down where she once stood. The Hispanic boy set her down and his right arm started to glow, a black liquid covering his fist and moving up his arm, the liquid solidified and back an armor-like skin that forked off at the shoulder and a red line going up the length of his arm from his hand to his shoulder.
As the smoke cleared, their stood a rather large hollow, a couple feet taller than Chad, purple skin with four muscled arms, a samurai like leg armor covering his lower body, his hollow mask even looked like that of a Samurai, red eyes glowing beneath.
“I was hoping for a couple Shinigami to devour, but you two will do I suppose, at least for appetizers” he said, flexing his arms and taking a step towards them. Chad stepped forward to take him on.
“Orihime, stay back and attack from a distance, if something happens, I want you to run” the Hispanic boy said as his spiritual energy became visible as a flame on his shoulder, surrounding his fist as well.
“But Chad-kun…” Orihime was interrupted by the young man.
“I don’t want you getting hurt, this Hollow is powerful and I doubt I can beat him on my own, no matter what happens to me, I want you to run as fast as you can and find Ichigo” Chad said.
“How sweet…It’s so sweet that it makes me want to vomit, Die human!” it said loudly, disappearing a burst of speed, the sound of static following him. The Auburn haired girl and Hispanic boy were shocked at the sheer speed of the beast considering its size. The samurai hollow appeared with its right two fists reared back.
Chad dodged the attack, but only barely, the large fists getting stuck in the asphalt street, Chad cocked back his fist as the energy finished building up.
“Take this!” he said he struck the Hollow to the right of his hollow hole and the power behind his punch sent the creature sailing through the air and landing in the streets with a crash, but it recovered quickly and got to its feet.
“Orihime, stay close to me, this thing is too fast to be separated” Chad said, Orihime jogging to his side.
“I really hate it when my food fights back” the Hollow said, “Bala!” (Hollow Bullet) He made quick jabs with all four arms and fired off four energy bullets at dangerously high speeds. Orihime reacted quickly…
“Lily, Baigon, Hinagiku Santen Kesshun (Three Sacred Links Shield) I Reject!” Orihime said, three lights shot from one of her hairclips and formed in to a three point golden shield in front of them, the shield cracking under each shot.
‘What was that? That wasn’t like the normal cero or as strong but it used the same energy’ Chad thought. Orihime was having the same thought, but the samurai hollow appeared in the sound of static once again with its top arms raised above its head, snapping them out of their dazes.
“That puny shield won’t save you!” Chad reacted just as quickly as Orihime, bringing her close to him and turning his back to the hollow, its fists came down and shattered the shield, the force throwing them away, Chad skidding across the road.
“Cero!” (Hollow Flash) The Hollow opened its mouth and red spiritual energy started to gather in front of its mouth, the energy condensed and the samurai hollow closed its mouth around the orb.
“Oh no” Orihime whispered, Chad was just recovering from the attack, Orihime stood up on her knees, staying by his side.
“Santen Kesshun, I Reject!” Orihime said, the triangular shield forming again, the samurai hollow opened its mouth and fired a large red energy beam.
‘My shield won’t be able to stop that…Kurosaki-kun’ she thought. Just as the cero neared her shield, she heard a new voice.
“A silver rod strikes the five fingered stone bed, Gritz!” (5 Rack Ties) Orihime saw a silver tube fall in to her line of sight as the energy blast shattered her shield; she was engulfed in darkness instead of light. For a moment she thought she was dead until a voice reached her ears.
“Orihime, are you and Chad all right?” the darkness dissipated and she looked behind her to see Ishida Uryu standing there with his eyes on the hollow, small silver tubes between the fingers of his right hand.
The Auburn haired girl smiled, she and the Hispanic boy getting to their feet.
“We’re fine Ishida-kun” she said with a kind smile.
“Thanks for the assist” Chad said. Uryu gave a curt nod, never taking his eyes off of the samurai hollow.
“No problem, Kurosaki sure is taking his sweet time getting here” the former Quincy pointed out.
*****
“Getsuga Tensho!” Ichigo launched a powerful crescent wave, destroying two hollows in one shot. The orange haired deathberry landed on the roof of a nearby building and looked around, five hollows were left as far as he could see he could sense a more powerful one in the distance and other familiar energies but he couldn’t place who it was and how far they were from the Hollow.
“This is going to be a long night” Ichigo said to himself as he jumped from the building, swinging Zangetsu down on a hollow, splitting it in two.
*****
“I have a plan, Chad, engage the hollow in close combat with and try to stun him with a punch, Orihime, I want you to use Tsubaki and lead the hollow towards Chad, and when I give the signal Chad, you dive away and hopefully what I do will finish him off” Uryu said, four silver tubes in hand.
“Hopefully?” Chad questioned, charging more spiritual energy in to his right arm for another punch.
“He may dodge it, we’ll just have to try” Uryu said. Chad and Orihime nodded, the Hispanic boy running towards the samurai Hollow. The hollow roared as it disappeared in a burst of speed once again, appearing in the air above Chad with all four arms raised.
‘That was like a Shinigamis Shunpo (Flash Step) and my Hirenkyaku (God Step)’ Uryu thought. Orihime reacted quickly like last time…
“Tsubaki! Koten Zanshu (Solitary Sacred Cutting Shield) I Reject!” A single light shot from one of her hair clips, shooting towards the hollow at great speeds. The Hollow avoided the attack in mid-air and Chad took the opportunity given.
‘Gotta make it count’ He thought as poured more energy in to his right arm, he reared back and struck the samurai hollow square in his stomach with a powerful hit, the energy traveling off of his fist and sending the hollow sailing high in to the air, an energy bolt drilling in to his stomach.
“That’s new” Chad to himself. Uryu capitalized on his friends attack.
“Feel the wrath of battle and accept the sacred chalice, Heizen!” (Sacred Bite) Uryu reared back with his right arm and launched the four silver tubes, which took up a point and between them formed a near transparent rectangular prism, the hollow had no time to react to the attack, and both of his left arms were torn off, blood spraying from the stubs.
“You little bastards! Ah! I’ll have to retreat for now” the Hollow disappeared in the sound of static and appeared in front of the dark void, it quickly entered and the void closed behind him.
“That was no normal hollow” Uryu said, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose.
“You’re right and wrong, Uryu…” the three high school students turned around to see a blond haired man holding a fan in front of his face, dressed in mostly green with wooden geta on his feet and a white and green stripped hat atop his head.
“It was a normal hollow, just not one you’ve ever faced before, go home and get some rest, tomorrow after school I want you three to come and see me at my shop, It’s fine if you decline the invitation Uryu, I know how you are when it comes to Shinigami, Ja Ne” Urahara disappeared in a shunpo, leaving Chad, Orihime and Uryu thoroughly confused.
“What do you think he meant by that?” Orihime asked.
“Who knows” Uryu and Chad said in unison. The three of them parted ways, Chad continuing to walk Orihime home and Uryu going the other way towards his own home.
*****
“Phew, that’s the last of them” Ichigo sighed, shouldering Zangetsu as the last of the hollows dissipated in to light and drifted off in the breeze. He felt a familiar spiritual pressure nearby and turned around just as the sound of Shunpo reached his ears.
“Hey there Ichigo, long time no see” a beautiful woman stood a few feet away from the substitute shinigami. Wearing an orange jacket and tan arm warmers, leg warmers and a tan obi sash, black skin tight pants over her long legs, golden eyes met his deep brown and her long purple hair done in a ponytail flowing behind her.
“Hey there Yoruichi, I’ve been meaning to talk to you, do you and Hat and Clogs have any idea what’s with all of these hollows lately?” Ichigo asked. The Flash Goddess shook her head.
“Kisuke is currently trying to figure out what it is, but no luck so far, anyway, I came by to tell you to come by the shop after school tomorrow, there are a few things Kisuke has to tell you and your friends some important information” when Ichigo nodded, Yoruichi disappeared In the blink of an eye.
The deathberry sighed and placed Zangetsu on his back, jumping on to the nearest rooftop and moving at high speeds via Shunpo, towards his home.
*****
“Ahahahahaha! Run! Run you little worm!” Shuren yelled with sadistic glee as a figure ran at great speeds a barren rocky world, geysers of lava shooting up in the distance. Shuren used his flames to speed up and catch up to the figure, which spun around and lashed out with the sword in his hand, the pyrokenetic formed a lance of flames and the two crossed weapons.
“Face it Ryuketsu! You can’t win!” Shuren yelled, the masked man known as Ryuketsu merely pulled the gear shift and pushed forward as the sparks sprayed across the blade and caught fire from being in contact with Shuren’s lance.
“Exceed!” He pushed forward and broke through Shuren’s lance, sending the pyrokenetic flying in to the rocks. A large rounded figure jumped in to the air and fired a pink energy blast that looked vaguely similar to lips, Ryuketsu diving away as the blast struck the ground, sending debris flying in every direction.
“Damn traitor” Ryuketsu heard a cold voice whisper behind him, a tentacle wrapped around his neck and he was whipped in to the air and slammed head first in to the ground, only to be thrown in to the air again.
“Good to see you to, Gunjo!” the sword wielder yelled, another figure appeared, this one wielding a tri-pronged glaive, Ryuketsu and the pole-arm wielder clashed repeatedly, sparks flying as steel clashed with steel, they crossed weapons and Ryuketsu pushed away, taking out his handgun and firing off a couple shots, grazing the figures shoulder and abdomen.
“Five on One, limited training and I’m still kicking ass” Ryuketsu said, not seeing the massive fist barreling towards him before it was too late, he was sent crashing in to the rocks, the massive fist opened and closed around him and threw him in to the air.
“You were saying?” Shuren yelled, firing off a barrage of fireballs at his dazed adversary, the rounded figure launching two energy blasts as well. All of them hitting their mark and exploding in a large cloud of smoke, Ryuketsu falling through and hitting the ground with a thud, Red Queen stabbing in to the ground beside him.
“Ahahahahaha! You’re so Weak! Just hand over Yamato now and maybe Lord Nelo will spare you” Shuren laughed, he and his accomplices surrounding the fallen swordsman, who slowly got his feet, he gripped Red Queen’s hilt and revved it.
“Pathetic Trash!” Shuren yelled, his smug grin turning in to a sneer, he launched a fireball, Ryuketsu blocking it with his demonic arm. The swordsman jumped on to the round man’s head and kicked off, knocking him over.
“Taikon, Garogai after him! Murakumo, Gunjo attack from the flanks, we cannot let him escape with that sword!” Shuren yelled in anger, his subordinates doing as they were told.
“I’ve got you now my tasty little morsel!” Ryuketsu looked over his shoulder to see a pale blond, obese man falling towards him, a giant mouth on his stomach was open. He slid to a stop ad pulled the gear shift, the flammable spray covering the blade.
“High Roller Exceed!” Ryuketsu’s blade made contact with Taikon as he slashed upwards, the obese man igniting in flames and being sent flying through the air, crashing in to a pit of lava.
“I’d give you indigestion anyway, lay off the meat!” He stepped back as Garogai, a massive red skinned man with green hair came crashing down. He pulled the gear shift once again.
“Shuffle Exceed!” He stabbed forward with great strength, striking the large man dead center in his chest and sending the flying across the ground and through a large rock and crashing in to another behind it. Gunjo, a man with pale skin and tentacle arms and Murakumo, the man wielding the tri-pronged glaive appeared. Ryuketsu avoided an attack from Murakumo, setting his sights on Gunjo, knowing how dangerous the tentacles could be.
“Wretched fool!” Gunjo said in a cold voice, whipping one of his arms and slashing the swordsman across the chest, blood spraying from the wound, be he kept going. He reared back with Red Queen, the Glaive wielder appearing by Gunjo’s side.
“Streak!” Ryuketsu slid past the two, slashing with Red Queen and sending the two of them in to the air, the swordsman hopped in to the air and towards them with another attack.
“Calibur Exceed!” He pulled the gear shift once more and powered up Red Queen, slashing both Gunjo and Murakumo and sending them crashing in to the ground at the same time, Gunjo getting in another slash with his tentacle arm though, getting Ryuketsu across his stomach.
“Dammit!” he hissed in pain, out of nowhere, multiple fireballs crashed in to him, sending him skipping and rolling across the molten rock surface. The wounds on his chest and stomach slowly healing as he got to his feet, revving Red Queen a couple times.
“Ahahaha!” Shuren laughed as he continued to fire off fireballs, Ryuketsu avoiding them with flips and high jumps or acrobatic expertise, though stumbling as he was caught in the blast shock wave. He placed the sword on his back and a light grew in the palm of his right hand and from it came the O-katana.
“Oooh, resorting to using Yamato are we? What happened to the ‘Greatest battle companion a swordsman could ask for?’” Shuren said mockingly. Ryuketsu took a battojutsu stance and placed the hilt in his left hand, grasping the hilt with his right, Shuren saw a flash one second and Ryuketsu was slowly sheathing the katana the next, once it clicked, a large rock behind the pyrokenetic crumbled in to neatly sliced pieces and a small cut appeared on Shuren’s cheek.
“…Damn that was Awesome! How the hell did I do that?” Ryuketsu said with what sounded like genuine surprise in his voice, looking at the katana in his hand. Shuren growled, wiping the trail of blood going down his cheek.
“You’ll pay for that”, the flames over his palms extended and he sped towards the swordsman, who swiftly unsheathed the O-katana and the two clashed, Ryuketsu cutting through Shuren’s blade-like flames but they reformed quickly after being destroyed and they continued to clash, sparks raining down and flying in every direction.
“You weak fool” that was neither Shuren, nor his subordinates. A black blade with a curved head impaled Ryuketsu from behind, but was quickly ripped out, blood spraying from his chest and back.
‘Ahhhhh! Dammit!” Ryuketsu thought, he saw Shuren smirk triumphantly and lunge at him with a flame blade.
“Up Trick” Ryuketsu disappeared in a burst of speed, Shuren missing. He spun around to block Murakumo’s attack and kicked him in the chest, sending him crashing in to the ground.
A black chain with spiked links wrapped around his neck from behind and whipped him higher in to the air, slamming in to the ground and back in to the air, the chain being ripped away and tearing the skin from his neck, Ryuketsu was hit with a pink energy blast and sent rolling along the ground, bleeding from his neck, the skin slowly starting to regenerate, he still held Yamato tightly in his right hand.
“Hey Ryuketsu! You okay buddy, that was a pretty nasty hit you took” He looked up to see a pale skinned man stab him through his right lung, pulling the black blade from the wound and cutting him across his chest.
“Kokuto!” Ryuketsu yelled, jumping up and rushing at the bandaged man, a spiked link chain wrapped around his left arm before he could get close to his new adversary, with a strong pull his arm was broken with a loud snap and he was whirled through the air as Kokuto swung the chain, letting him go flying in to another rock when he cut the chain himself, Shuren and Taikon firing fireballs and energy blasts respectively, hitting their mark.
There were multiple loud bangs, Kokuto raised a blue energy shield and blocked them, Taikon being hit in his stomach and Shuren’s left cheek was grazed. As the smoke cleared, a bleeding Ryuketsu was panting heavily, two handguns in hand, one with white steel in his right hand and one with black in his left, Yamato in its sheath at his side.
“Nowhere to run to now, Ryuketsu” Shuren said, the same smug grin on his face, fireball in hand. Ryuketsu destroyed it with a well-placed shot, he kept unloading bullets, Kokuto creating a wide barrier, the bullets scattered, aiming to hit all of them, but were frozen in the shield, with a flick of his wrist, Kokuto sent the bullets back, some grazing Ryuketsu and others hitting him in non-fatal spots.
“Bastard!” the swordsman hissed, dropping to one knee. He holstered the guns behind his back and unsheathed Yamato.
“You’re not getting this sword” he slashed behind himself, opening a void. Shuren and his subordinates tried to attack, but Ryuketsu fell back and the opening closed after him.
“We have to go after him!” Murakumo said.
“No, in his state he wouldn’t be able to create a portal to another realm; at most he could only open a portal to limbo, it won’t be long before we find him” Kokuto said as he walked away from them.
*****
Sunlight poured in to the room of one Kurosaki Ichigo, hitting him directly in his eyes. He grumbled and turned over; trying to get a few more minutes of sleep, but the damage was done. The moment he sat up and yawned, a very familiar and annoying voice reached his ears…
“GOOOOOOOODDD! MOOORRNNNIIINNG! ICHIGOOOO!” his father yelled as he knocked his bedroom door off its hinges with his daily morning flying dropkick. Ichigo dodged it and caught his father’s chin with a strong punch, the Kurosaki Patriarch spiraling out the door.
“Be a normal parent for once!” Ichigo yelled angrily, pouncing on his father, the two of them rolling down the stairs as they went through their morning routine.
“Stop fighting you two! Ichi-nii!” Kurosaki Yuzu yelled at her father and older brother. She was a young girl with sandy blond hair, taking after her mother in appearance.
“Let’em fight Yuzu, more breakfast for us” Kurosaki Karin said, Yuzu’s paternal twin, black chin length hair atop and a tomboy attitude, she sat by, enjoying her meal and watching her father and brother beat the snot out of each other.
“Do you expect me to sit idly by while my only son becomes a lazy couch potato? I think not!” Kurosaki Isshin said, pointing a finger at his son.
“You don’t think! Period! I work out every day!” Ichigo yelled back, the two Kurosaki men butting heads, Ichigo stepped back to avoid an uppercut and swept his father’s feet, grabbing him by his collar and throwing him out the front door. He headed towards the stairs.
“I’ll eat on the way to school Yuzu, put my food in the microwave will ya?” Ichigo said as he ascended the stairs to his room.
“All right Ichi-nii” his sister said in her normal chipper mood.
The Deathberry sighed as he entered his room.
“This is going to be a long day.”
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