You stand in the sky, looking in different directions.
"Where is this arancar?" You grumble, crossing your legs and sitting down on the air. "I want to get back and tell the captain how I kicked ass" you smirk and chuckle, "then he won't think i'm so helpless!"
You fist punch the air, but your enthusiasm doesn't last overly long. It is 20 unites later when your face is red with anger and your knees are sore from ebbing bent for so long and you really want to punch something.
"goddamit! where the hell is this damn arrancar!?"
"arrancar?"
You went still, your anger leaving you, ice taking it's place.
Your eyes dropped to a bored, lazy look, your shoulders slumped lazily and you rolled your neck to look over your shoulder. You hid any sign of surprise when you saw a man with a big smirk and electric blue hair, and a number 6 tattooed cursively on his abs.
This wasn't an arrancar. This was an espada. Was you strength enough to beat someone like this?
"You really think we'd lure out a shinigami with something so stupid?" The espada laughed loudly, "no, i'm looking for a worthy opponent"
"You got yourself one" You say, turning to face him fully, you stand about 10 meters apart, his eyes flicker up and down your body, and your lazy (e/c) gaze stays on his face. "I'm incredibly strong, you should back down now while you can"
The espada laughed again, his eyes widening and pupils dilating with the challenge you presented to him on a silver platter.
"I'm going to crush you shinigami!"
You smirk, your lidded eyes sparking with a challenge.
"I'm going to obliterate you, espada.."
Your hand found your zanpaku-to, and you drew it slowly, that beautiful zing sound it made as it was freed from its sheath singing loudly. You flicked it and held it in front of you.
"I'm going to send you back to aizen in pieces"
You grasp your bleeding torso as Grimmjow, the 6th espada, stares his horribly burnt arms, you had destroyed the nervous system in both his arms, and he could no longer feel let alone move them.
"You got me good, bitch" he mutters, predatory eyes on you.
You smirk at him, "you've got me too, asshole" you chuckle dryly, blood trickling down your chin as you couch, the blood running down your torso from the slash in your side. "How bout we save the rest of this bout for another time?"
He chuckles darkly and looks up to you with narrowed his eyes, his green orbs holding promise.
"Oh, we'll definitely finish this"
You nod, gritting your teeth.
"Until then" you mutter, unlocking a senkai gate with your zanpaku-to. "grimmjow"
"____" he growls back, his farewell echoing through your ears.
You struggle to get through the passage way of the senkai gate, and upon coming to the other side you fall to your knees both your hands forcing pressure onto the ever bleeding wound in your side.
It doesn't take long for shinigami to notice you, and then get someone from squad 4 there as soon as possible.
But your vision goes black, and you hit the ground.
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Fanfiction(y/n) you don't have a last name, at least not one you will ever share. You won't share it because you where an infamous street fighter in Rukongai before joining the shinigami academy, you grew up fighting and being paid to fight. You've killed mor...
