Disclaimer: I do NOT own Bleach. Just the twisted mind which produced this little monstrosity...
Chapter 1) Newbie
Here he was. Again. All of the Espada were supposed to be present at the births of their kind so that they would be familiar with their comrades. Bull.
The Sexta shifted his weight to his other foot, glancing, in boredom, around the room. Those present of the Espada stood apart from each of the others. Heh. He wasn't the only antisocial one here.
The incandescent box in the middle off the room dissolved, showing yet another newborn arrancar lying still on the floor. Its' lithe body crouched on the cold stone, arms wrapped around knees pulled up to the chin. Long silky black hair hung down in thick strands, but among those ebony locks seemed to be riotous slashes of fiery red. Judging by what he could see of the prone figure, Jaegerjaquez guessed that the new addition was female.
Actually, Grimmjow thought that she looked like she was getting ready to pounce. He tried not to peer too closely at the uncovered form in front of him. The figure remained motionless on the floor, as if paralyzed by the intense reiatsu swirling throughout the cramped space. Dammit. Another weak one.
"What is your name?" Aizen addressed the newest arrancar with a bemused expression. Eyes snapped open to find the source of this inquiry, startling several Espada in the process. Those eyes were feral, deep golden like a wolf's eye, lined by a deep smoky grey. It was, in all, an eerie effect.
"My name?" Her voice was quiet, as if contemplating whether to answer the question.
"Norayan Heiydorn." The others quickly introduced themselves in order of rank. Her gaze roved across the faces of the Espada, finally landing on Grimmjow.
Uh-oh. She had a mischievous glint in her eye, and he knew he wasn't going to like what she was going to say even before the words left her lips.
"Kitty." Sarcasm dripped off of each syllable.
Dammit.