As Grimmjow charged towards me, I unsheathed my sword, my spiritual power radiating and pushing back that of my opponents. With a powerful swipe aimed at my chest, Grimmjow crashed into my former position.
“Get out of my way!” Nntoira shouted as he aimed his weapon for my head, clearly unwilling to work with Grimmjow.
I smirked at their lack of teamwork. "So, you couldn't endure it anymore," I taunted as I swung my sword with ease. The knowledge of how to use it was a gift from the Hogyoku, and it felt natural to wield it. They barely managed to dodge my attack. "It must be upsetting, knowing that I'm superior to you both."
“Shut up,” Nntoira growled, trying to hit me with his weapon, only to be almost hit by Grimmjow.
“He's my prey,” Grimmjow declared, his teeth bared, still unwilling to cooperate with Nntoira. It was clear that they hadn't planned this and were merely acting on coincidence.
Grimmjow charged at me with a fierce expression, while Nnotira attacked from the side with a sly grin on his face.
"You're in my way, trash," Grimmjow snarled, his sword slashing at me.
"Watch your back, weakling," Nnotira taunted, trying to strike me from behind.
I dodged their attacks with ease, my movements fluid and precise. "Is this all you've got?" I mocked, sensing their frustration.
"You think you're so superior?" Grimmjow growled.
"He's just a lucky bastard who stumbled upon some power," Nnotira sneered.
Their insults only fueled my confidence, knowing that their fighting styles were no match for mine. I parried another blow from Grimmjow and countered with a swift strike that sent him reeling back.
Nnotira took advantage of the distraction to try and strike me again, but I effortlessly blocked his attack. "You two really should learn to work together." I said with a smirk.
"Shut up," Nnotira spat, his eyes burning with frustration. "You think you're so much better than us just because you're Aizen's pet."
I raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? I thought it was because I'm stronger than you."
"Arrogant bastard," Grimmjow growled, his fists clenching.
"Take this," he said, charging up a cero. Nnotira joined him, ready to fire.
Seeing this I began to charge my own cero in my mouth, ready to unleash it on them.
As we charged, the sand beneath our feet began to disperse, the air crackling with energy from our spiritual pressure.
"Enough!" A voice boomed across the battlefield, causing us all to stop in our tracks. Harribel had arrived, her presence commanding respect. "Aizen-sama's orders were to not not engage in petty fights among ourselves. Stand down."
The sand slowly settled back down, the tension in the air dissipating. I sheathed my sword as Grimmjow and Nnotira dispersed their ceros with annoyed clicks of their tongues.
"tsk how annoying." Grimmjow clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Damn it, woman. Couldn't you have waited until I drew some blood?" the crazy one-eyed bastard grumbled, his gaze fixed on me.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his words. "It seems I can't keep playing with you guys," I said, my smile threatening to widen out of its limits.
But then, the blonde beauty interrupted us again. "Enough, Sora Inoue," she said, her expression hidden by her high collar. "Lord Aizen desires to witness your abilities."
My grin vanished, replaced by a cold and distant look. "Just call me Acidwire, like the other hollows. I have never liked my name."
It was actually not a bad name, but I usually reserved it for the bastard who was half-fused with my soul. So it was a bit confusing when someone else called me by that name.
"Lord Aizen's orders must be obeyed," Harribel replied with a hint of annoyance in her voice, ignoring me completely. "Come with me. We can't keep him waiting."
"Fine." I said, lifting my arms with my palms facing the sky in resignation. "Let's go."
I let out a sigh, feeling sluggish and tired from the ordeal. Dealing with Aizen was always a chore. She turned around and walked to where her three subordinates waited, and I followed behind her.
I couldn’t help wondering when the next crazy bastard was going to attack me.
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Acidwire has to start building his own fraccion soon.
Omake
Cyan Sung-Sun smirked at her fellow fraccion members. "It's a shame neither of you have a man to keep you warm at night." She taunted.
The other two girls glared at her. "We don't need a man," Franceska snarled. "But if we did, Inoue wouldn't be our first choice."
Sung-Sun chuckled. "Oh really? Well, good luck with that. You'll need it." She sauntered away, leaving her fellow fraccion members fuming.
Mila Rose touched above her fuming heart. "Can you believe her? She thinks she's so superior now."
Apacci agreed, her eyes spitting out fire "Yeah, she's getting on my nerves. You know what? Let's make Acidwire our enemy."
As Grimmjow charged towards me, I unsheathed my sword, my spiritual power radiating and pushing back that of my opponents. With a powerful swipe aimed at my chest, Grimmjow crashed into my former position.
“Get out of my way!” Nntoira shouted as he aimed his weapon for my head, clearly unwilling to work with Grimmjow.
I smirked at their lack of teamwork. "So, you couldn't endure it anymore," I taunted as I swung my sword with ease. The knowledge of how to use it was a gift from the Hogyoku, and it felt natural to wield it. They barely managed to dodge my attack. "It must be upsetting, knowing that I'm superior to you both."
“Shut up,” Nntoira growled, trying to hit me with his weapon, only to be almost hit by Grimmjow.
“He's my prey,” Grimmjow declared, his teeth bared, still unwilling to cooperate with Nntoira. It was clear that they hadn't planned this and were merely acting on coincidence.
Grimmjow charged at me with a fierce expression, while Nnotira attacked from the side with a sly grin on his face.
"You're in my way, trash," Grimmjow snarled, his sword slashing at me.
"Watch your back, weakling," Nnotira taunted, trying to strike me from behind.
I dodged their attacks with ease, my movements fluid and precise. "Is this all you've got?" I mocked, sensing their frustration.
"You think you're so superior?" Grimmjow growled.
"He's just a lucky bastard who stumbled upon some power," Nnotira sneered.
Their insults only fueled my confidence, knowing that their fighting styles were no match for mine. I parried another blow from Grimmjow and countered with a swift strike that sent him reeling back.
Nnotira took advantage of the distraction to try and strike me again, but I effortlessly blocked his attack. "You two really should learn to work together." I said with a smirk.
"Shut up," Nnotira spat, his eyes burning with frustration. "You think you're so much better than us just because you're Aizen's pet."
I raised an eyebrow. "Is that so? I thought it was because I'm stronger than you."
"Arrogant bastard," Grimmjow growled, his fists clenching.
"Take this," he said, charging up a cero. Nnotira joined him, ready to fire.
Seeing this I began to charge my own cero in my mouth, ready to unleash it on them.
As we charged, the sand beneath our feet began to disperse, the air crackling with energy from our spiritual pressure.
"Enough!" A voice boomed across the battlefield, causing us all to stop in our tracks. Harribel had arrived, her presence commanding respect. "Aizen-sama's orders were to not not engage in petty fights among ourselves. Stand down."
The sand slowly settled back down, the tension in the air dissipating. I sheathed my sword as Grimmjow and Nnotira dispersed their ceros with annoyed clicks of their tongues.
"tsk how annoying." Grimmjow clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"Damn it, woman. Couldn't you have waited until I drew some blood?" the crazy one-eyed bastard grumbled, his gaze fixed on me.
I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his words. "It seems I can't keep playing with you guys," I said, my smile threatening to widen out of its limits.
But then, the blonde beauty interrupted us again. "Enough, Sora Inoue," she said, her expression hidden by her high collar. "Lord Aizen desires to witness your abilities."
My grin vanished, replaced by a cold and distant look. "Just call me Acidwire, like the other hollows. I have never liked my name."
It was actually not a bad name, but I usually reserved it for the bastard who was half-fused with my soul. So it was a bit confusing when someone else called me by that name.
"Lord Aizen's orders must be obeyed," Harribel replied with a hint of annoyance in her voice, ignoring me completely. "Come with me. We can't keep him waiting."
"Fine." I said, lifting my arms with my palms facing the sky in resignation. "Let's go."
I let out a sigh, feeling sluggish and tired from the ordeal. Dealing with Aizen was always a chore. She turned around and walked to where her three subordinates waited, and I followed behind her.
I couldn’t help wondering when the next crazy bastard was going to attack me.
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Acidwire has to start building his own fraccion soon.
Omake
Cyan Sung-Sun smirked at her fellow fraccion members. "It's a shame neither of you have a man to keep you warm at night." She taunted.
The other two girls glared at her. "We don't need a man," Franceska snarled. "But if we did, Inoue wouldn't be our first choice."
Sung-Sun chuckled. "Oh really? Well, good luck with that. You'll need it." She sauntered away, leaving her fellow fraccion members fuming.
Mila Rose touched above her fuming heart. "Can you believe her? She thinks she's so superior now."
Apacci agreed, her eyes spitting out fire "Yeah, she's getting on my nerves. You know what? Let's make Acidwire our enemy."
