[center [u Karakura Town] ]
The serenity of the midday blue sky was shattered as a gaping black thin line appeared within the sky. Like jagged teeth, the line open up revealing figures amidst the blackness. Six figures emerged from the darkness of the black hole, and as Aizen stepped out, he was more than surprised to be greeted by his former allies. Leading the charged was the head of Soul Society, the ancient general who’d lived for more than a thousand years so far. His eyes were keen and his spirited strong. Holding his staff in his hands the male looked up towards the man whom he’d once mentored and welcome into his ranks as a friend and ally.
“Aizen… You dare show yourselves here, after the treachery you’ve pulled and the mishap and chaos you’ve brought!” His voice came out low and even.
Looking down upon the man, he simply shrugged his shoulders whilst standing there above them all. Looking upwards, he exhale his breath before turning his back upon the man whom he once was force to call his “superior” though he was anything but. Lifting his hands, his top three Espada’s immediately squared off against the head-Yamamoto-and his captains whilst Aizen and his other two companions drew their swords. “As much as I’d like to stay and fight with you; I have 100,000 souls I need to slay. And these 100,000 souls are here, in this town. And to think, I orchestrated everything to go perfectly; but you just always try and be one step ahead of me… don’t you, Yamamoto…”
Lifting his staff, he instantly summoned a wall of fire and before Aizen and the others had time to move; they found themselves trapped within a burning wall. Letting out a sigh, Aizen looked at the others as they felt the heat radiating off of them. Yamamoto was the strongest without a doubt; but he hadn’t been force to fight in centuries. The last time he ever lifted his sword was close to 800 years ago. He’d ushered in an era of peace in the soul society, and that peace had made the old man weak. Still, Aizen decided to humor him. Humor him for the sake of it all.
[center [u Back at Heuco Mundo] ]
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“Orihime, listen to me very carefully.” Ulqiuorra spoke as he shifted his weight to one side waiting for the male to attack him. “You need to find your friends and return to your home town.. Right now as we speak, Aizen is-“
Before he had a chance to talk, the male was lunging at him with his blade in hand. Laughing that evil laughter, he instantly brought down his blade, to which Cifer was easily able to catch and throw back at him. Pushing him away, he could sense the air fill with spiritual pressure as Nnoitra was preparing to fire off another cero blast at the male. Growling he was lifted his finger to prepare to fire his own. It seemed as if the male was serious about fighting the male and as he went about to do so, Ulqiuorra could only glare at him before being firing off and cancelling the blast.
As a huge explosion came about, the entire hall way began to crumble and the male cursed himself. He’d forgotten that compare to the raging power of two Espada’s the castle held no chance. As the building began to collapses and debris began to fall all around them, the male turned his head to try and rescue the girl and eventually, the pair found themselves outside again standing amidst the ruins of part of the crumbling building. Rising from the dust, the male Nnoitra grinned as he looked at the male.
“Haha, now that we’re outside you can finally show off your badass Resurrection form. Come-on, let’s go.. I’ll show mine first..” Nnoitra growled as he suddenly transformed. Growing four more arms from his torso, and two horns grew from out of his head. “Hahaha! Now we can fight for real; afterall you promise no quarter given!” he growled laughing manically and here the male spoke.
“I did, but I don’t need to transform to kill you..” his voice came out lower and right then and there, Orihime’s friends were by their side.
“Ulquiorra, who is this freak!” Ichigo ask as he drew his sword and looked at the male who was sprouting six arms with each one holding a weapon in it.
“Espade numero Cinco, Nnoitra” Ulquiorra Cifer spoke as he lifted his sword. “Ichigo protect Orihime, this battle will-“
“Shut the fuck up and let’s do this!” The male screech as he charged both of them and almost in synch, the Espada and soul reaper both went up against the madman known as number five.