Peaceful Eternity [Private]

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As Ulquiorra's kick headed towards the back of the elder Kurosaki's head, he heard the voice of the traitor behind him, Ichimaru Gin was, apparently, not on his side. It was no matter, only a small nuisance, really. Ulquiorra could deal with the both of them. He was not certain of this because he was cocky..

He was certain of this because it was fact.

Right before his kick would have connected, the elder Kurosaki moved out of its path, and not a moment too soon. Right behind him, he could feel the blade of Shinso at his back. There wasn't a moment to lose, an injury like that would be very inconvenient for him at this time. Using the momentum of his kick, Ulquiorra brought his other leg up into the air, kicking up in such a way that his entire body was in the air, upside-down, over the blade of shinso as it pierced through the forest. Ulquiorra concentrated his reiatsu, stepping on the air above him and quickly sonidoing to the forest floor, right-side up, a short distance away from the both of them.

Ulquiorra took a few steps forward, an equal distance away from both Ichimaru and the elder Kurosaki, making sure neither were out of his range of vision, and neither could attack him sooner than the other. "It would be of the utmost arrogance to claim that I could, or attempt to, defeat either of you without first drawing my blade. With that being said.." Ulquiorra pulled his right hand from his pocket, taking the hilt of his zanpakuto and drawing it slowly from its sheath, the "ssss" of the metal sliding from the sheath a familiar sound to the air around them. "..I will now be forced to kill the both of you."

As Ulquiorra finished drawing his blade, he held it in front of him, blade turned sideways, facing the elder Kurosaki. Ulquiorra raised his other hand, pointing his index finger at Isshin as a ball of acid-green reiatsu began forming on the end, a whirring sound filling the air as the cero charged. Ulquiorra stared intently at the shinigami, dead set on his target. Right before the cero fired, however, Ulquiorra revealed his intent, moving his arm so his finger was pointing directly at Gin and firing the charged cero all within a second. Using that as a distraction, Ulquiorra sonidoed at the elder Kurosaki, swinging his blade down towards the man's shoulder in an attempt at first blood.

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Ulquiorra watched the snake that Ichimaru was slither away from the battleground. He said it wasn't his fight, but was it not him that originally provoked Ulquiorra's actions against him? Was it not him who got in the way when Ulquiorra was trying to fight Isshin? Things such as these made no sense to him. Then again, Ichimaru Gin had never made, and most likely would never make, any sense to him. The former cuatro espada always had cause to feel uneasy around Ichimaru. That eerie smile, the inability to read his emotions in his eyes, the unwavering tone that never showed what he was feeling. It was incomprehensible. However, that mystery could be solved another day, right now, Ulquiorra had a battle to fight.

As his sword came down on the man, Kurosaki Isshin, Ulquiorra ran the possibilities of what Isshin could do in this situation, and came up with appropriate responses to the possibilities he saw. Suddenly, Isshin dropped from his gigai, raising his own zanpakuto to block Ulquiorra's. The former espada's face showed no trace of emotion, and stayed as stoic as ever. Ulquiorra, without banter, nor a second's hesitation, pushed down on Isshin's blade with his own, putting the full force of his physical strength into his blade as he did so. However, he was not trying to break either blade, no, he was simply attempting to hold Isshin in place. As he did this, he raised his hand, aligning it with Isshin's head and charging a cero on the tip of his finger. The acid-green ball swirling and collecting energy before releasing with Ulquiorra's command: "Cero." Whether it hit the shinigami or not, the force of it kicked up the surrounding dust and leaves, creating a cloud around the two. Not waiting to see if his attack made contact or not, Ulquiorra jumped backward, holding his arm out horizontally, and turning the sword the same way, staring at the spot where he expected Isshin to emerge, if that cero hadn't knocked him out. It would indeed be arrogant to expect the shinigami to be taken out by that attack, especially before gauging his power. That was all Ulquiorra was doing, currently, measuring Isshin's strength, speed, defense, and attack. That information was what the former espada would use...

To kill him.

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Dammit. He was strong, but then again Isshin had already learnt to never underestimate his opponent. Unlike how his son used to be, charging straight in to a battle not expecting that it'd cause a high percentage of him getting himself killed.

But then again, fighting someone who even Ichigo had no chance against meant that he was up against someone unlike any other opponent he had faced. As the man's dark brown eyes glistened in the moon rays of the once peaceful night no longer that to become something of a battle crying within Karakura forest he watched carefully. Attempting to not even break a single sweat as the man in front of him, Ulquiorra had pushed down on his own blade, causing
Isshin's arms to shake slightly from such amazing force being used against him.

Although he hadn't yet ended there, only just a few seconds later Ulquiorra's fingertips were aligned towards Isshin's head, and if Isshin could guess correctly, cero. What the man was planning was unknown to him but like he'd taken in to assumption before, he was aiming to kill him just like the man had said. But if it was anything; he wouldn't let someone with the likes of him even touch his son. Of course, Ichigo now could probably take care of himself, who'd known how strong he would have gotten by now. Obviously stronger than his old man, he had just wished he would be able to see him again. If he died here, at least he died trying to protect what's precious to him, rather than running away like a coward.

The bright light of the cero that shone green, reflecting of the strands of grass that stood beneath them, the leaves of the trees and each strand of Isshin's hair. Now, it had been released with Ulquiorra's simple command of, "Cero"

Of course; Isshin wouldn't go down this easily, and it was highly possibly Ulquiorra was thinking the same. Just at that second, he had used flash-step to jump backwards, he wouldn't of been able to use this to go forward or to the sides of course because not only was Ulquiorra standing in front of him, but a cero was pointed at him and if he were to go the opposite direction of where the location the cero would of gone, he'd just get blasted. Which is he thought this through, he flash-stepped backwards. Meaning the sword that Ulquiorra pushed down on with his own disappeared along with Isshin, the pressure also disappearing as Ulquiorra had now moved backwards.

Not much could of been seen since then; other than what damage the Cero had caused but during it's release, leaves from the trees the dust and such had clouded each other's vision.
Just silence. That's all it took to hear the wind as if it was crying out in pain, who wouldn't blame it. This fight had interrupted the peace of this nature.

As the dust and such cleared from in front of the two. Isshin was standing showing a few signs of him panting, his eyes narrowed towards Ulquiorra. He was serious now, but damn, was he getting old for this. He chuckled to himself before moving his shoulders about for a second as if he were stretching to re-adjust and awaken his muscles. What a fight, he hadn't been in one like this for a while but...


It had only just started.

Archived. I will not be continuing this thread with how ever gets Ulquiorra.