#violetfighter

YOU WISH YOU COULD BE AROUND ME WHEN HALF NAKED. oops.

The scent of blood was thick in the air. Reiatsu pressed against him from all sides, trying to crush him. The air was cloudy and warm, nearly unbreathable as sweat trickled down his skin. Kaminari held himself by sheer willpower, just barely managing to stay standing. It wasn't from wounds, although he had a few. His state was more from exhaustion that had settled deep within his bones.

The enemy he was fighting wasn't giving in so easily. Blue eyes glared defiantly up at the beast, the hollow that had chosen to happen across Seireitei. No one was sure how it got in, but it was here now, and it was his job to kill the damn thing. A few moments passed, and the grotesque creature let out a roar, spattering blood across the rubble below its feet. It raised a single arm to swing at him, Kaminari barely managing to lift his weakened arms. The claws glinted, but he had a sickening feeling of dread in his stomach. A dark arm glittering with claws lashed out at him. He raised the claws, bracing himself for a blow against his frame.

But the claws never touched him.

The pain never came. 

Time seemed to stand still, before a scream pierced the air. Moments later a roar followed, and Kaminari glanced around with wide, surprised eyes. Reiatsu hit him, and the blonde shinigami realized who had come to his aid.

Victoria.

At that moment, the hollow let out a scream of despair, and Kaminari knew that the death blow had been dealt. Blue eyes traced the movement of the hollow, watching it fall to the ground in a crumpled heap. He waited, expecting Victoria to rise from the bloody mess and shout her victory. But nothing happened. The wind blew, and the reiatsu of the hollow faded to barely a whisper. Kaminari took a shaky breath, propelling his body forwards. He glanced around, before he spotted a single lock of purple hair appearing from below the beast's head. 

He had just enough strength to shove the thing away from her. The dread rose within him, Kaminari's heart racing. No, don't think like that. She's a member of the eleventh division. Victoria will be fine. She's just dazed.

Kaminari placed his hand against her shoulder, a rare spot free of blood[which he hoped was from the hollow] and shook her gently.

"Kinky little bitch ain't ya? Seems like yer inta all that pain and shit." Kaminari smirked. He was too, but that was besides the point. Besides, this was the eleventh division; you had to adore pain to be here.