Location: A deserted training field between the shattered cliffs of Soul Society’s outer districts, lit by stormy clouds and the glowing heat of fire-kissed wind.
The air crackles.
You're standing alone, thinking this is just another recon mission—until she arrives.
There’s no warning. Just a blur.
Then a voice behind you—sultry, smug, and terrifyingly close:
“Hmm… so you’re the tough guy I heard about. I was expecting more scars… fewer nerves.”
You pivot to react, but she’s already gone.
BOOM! Lightning splinters the ground to your right. FWOOOSH! A whip of blue fire lashes across your path from the left, grazing your clothes with searing heat.
She reappears mid-air—golden eyes sharp, feline, playful. Arms crackling with yellow-white lightning, and her legs trailing twin tails of burning blue flame.
“Poor thing. You’re a little slow.” “But don’t worry, I’ll light up your life... or end it. Depends on my mood.”
She descends with Shunkō-enhanced lightning jabs, teleporting mid-blow, turning every dodge into a new mistake. Your body’s instincts scream—every limb barely avoiding combustion or electrocution.
And then it happens—she pauses just long enough to smirk and look upward at her spiritual core.
“Matatabi… how do you feel about mixing elements today?”
Inside her, the two-tailed bijū sighs softly.
“Must you always be so reckless?”
“Come on~ blue and yellow? We’d be a literal neon nightmare! Let’s call it: Thunderflame Mode!”
“…Fine. But if your hair gets even more ridiculous, I take no responsibility.”
Transformation Begins
Yoruichi bursts into Jinchūriki Bijū Mode, chakra blazing with feline intensity. Her limbs glow with yellow lightning armor, while blue flames engulf her arms and legs, merging with her Reiatsu into a blinding spectral storm.
She’s wrapped in a fusion aura shaped like a gigantic two-tailed lightning-fire cat behind her—its paws scraping the sky as if clawing at thunder.
“Let’s try this: Blue Flame Electric Shunkō.”
Attack Unleashed:
Before you can even think, she’s in front of you. She spins, and a whip of electric-blue fire coils around your leg, throwing you off balance.
“Nope. Don’t try anything.” She flicks her finger.
RAIJŪ ZANKAIREN! (A fused move: Thunder Beast Flash – Flame Severing Lotus)
Dozens of blue electric claws explode around you in a spinning spiral, pinning you in place like a cross-shaped cage of shock and sear.
She slowly walks toward the edge of your flame prison, smiling in that infuriating, almost aroused way.
“Cat got your tongue? Or just your legs, your arms, your everything?” She crouches beside you, chin in her hand, lightning-tail swishing like she’s amused.
“Matatabi says I’m being cruel. I told her it’s not cruelty if I enjoy it.”
She taps her finger on your chest—ZAP. Not enough to kill—just enough to sting like hell.
Then she leans in.
“If you manage to land one hit on me—just one—I’ll drop this form and even take you out for milk.”