Ichigo Fire Zanpakuto Fanfiction Novels & Stories

They love me as if I’m their own. When I was younger, Ishir used to find me when I’d go hide and cry alone. He would walk up to me in his tiger form, wrap himself around me, and begin purring until I calmed down and fell asleep. Zephyr is much the same. She’s one of the most kind and gentle women I’ve ever met. I know she suffered, we all know what happened to her when Cal was in the laboratory, and then when she realized that Iniko was alive. When you live like we do, you don’t have any secrets. Well, unless you’re Iniko. He seems to be the only one who doesn’t know what his life was like before he was reborn.

And finally, Hanzo Hishachi, Master of Fire. “You should not be here!” Bi Han says. “The God of Thunder in our realm? Should we teach him not to cross worlds?” Hanzo asks, holding a chained kunai spear on fire. I see that the rest of the Grandmasters have their weapons. Fujin has his No staff, Geras has his mallets, and Bi Han has his ice swords. I prepare myself for a fight until Fujin steps forward. He looks around at the forest. “Did you do this?” Fujin asks.

“I clenched my fists and tried to concentrate. Still lying on my belly, I made the hand seal of Zai and executed the Shaken Fubuki no Jutsu, casting a spray of ice shurikens in the direction of my enemy in an attempt to break her concentration and ease the tremendous pressure on my back. To my great dismay, the shurikens flew RIGHT through the Ayakashi as though she was made of water herself. Her body rippled in places where my shurikens hit but then it smoothed itself just as rapidly, patching up any holes or wrinkles. My shurikens clattered uselessly against the wall and the floor behind her. “Great, I thought to myself. She can harm me but I can’t do anything to her. I lay with one cheek

I yank Jajas sword out of his hand, swinging it with everything I have, and I break the links of the chain. “Zion!” I cry out, dropping the sword as he lands on his side. I fall to my knees, picking up his head as my body violently shudders with fear. “Please, say something,” I whimper with panic. ~Bite him…~ A voice bellows in my head. ~DO IT NOW!!!~ Excruciating pain spreads across my gums. ~NOW!!!~ The voice orders in a more authorative tone, and like a slave to its demand. I cock my head back, emitting a roar before lunging forward and sinking my fresh fangs into Zions' cold flesh.

Ice said coldly as she slapped me and pulled my hair. I bent one of my palms and immediately answered her then strangled her and slapped her with all my might. "Moon, that's enough!" Someone pulled me away from Ice then slapped me again, I looked at Red. "Don't leave Moon, you have no fight compared to the two of us, you're just a weak creature." Red said coldly so I smiled and raised my hand in the air then looked into her eyes and entered her mind. "Kill Ice." I said coldly as I controlled her mind. Some smoke appeared in her head and her eyes turned blue then he turned away from me and slowly walked towards Ice while his body was on fire.

"Turn around!” Ice blue eyes met my violet, and somewhere deep inside I acknowledged the fact that he didn't flinch from my gaze like most others did. The thought sent a tingle of unwelcome warmth through me, from its molten start in the pit of my stomach to the tips of my gun gripping fingers. I shoved it aside with a viciousness saved for little else, telling myself it was nothing but relief at having them back. "If I wanted you dead, you'd be dead." He flicked his thumb towards Dave. "And do you really think he'd still be himself if I was one of them?”

She then slowly looked at Christopher who was so busy watching Mingchan burning inside his dragon’s flame. ‘I really fell in love with a heartless robot guy. I am so stupid.’ Chichi thought and regretting everything she did and felt for Christopher. Mingchan became unconscious inside the large flame from Christopher’s dragon. The dragon flew up in the sky again. Christopher was smirking at Mingchan, feeling victorious.

As I came around the corner, I realized I had found Hachiro. “Come on, mother fuckers? You think you’re tough cause you got to join a yakuza clan. Bring it fuckers? I was born into this clan. I was the personal bodyguard of the heir. I was the guard of Kitsune. You pathetic whelps ain’t got shit on me. You only managed to catch me because you gassed our house. And if my wife or baby are hurt from that, I’m resurrecting you to kill you again.” Hachiro was shouting as he used a steel pipe to bash in heads.

Yet, One way or the other, I would break my way out and trace my mate who I must kill to return to normal. This must be the most horrible way of living, and after killing three of my fated mates, I noticed how extremely powerful I had become, but at the same time, I turned into a wild fire that burns and can't be quenched. You know what that means? I turned into a cruel being that doesn't have a heart of compassion.