Yeah... I'm probaly one of three people who actually like Luppi, but I think he's really fun to write XD
Pairings? Umm... The main one is SzayelxOC with one sided LuppixOC
I might do another one of these from Hitomi's POV
Don't worry, this isn't the whole thing.
DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN BLEACH AND I WOULD PREFER NOT TO GET SUED. 'Sides if I did own Bleach why would I be here?
Truthfully I'm not a violent person.
I was driven by an ambition that stemmed from a now non-existent source. At first I wasn't aware of it.
When I was created by Aizen, I didn't have a goal. I was just… There. Sure, the other Arrancar talked about an upcoming war, but why should I care about that? I mean, it wasn't like I asked to become an Arrancar. One minute I was walking around Hueco Mundo and the next a bunch of weird looking people surrounded me and told me to come with them. I may be naïve or 'arrogant' at times, but I'm not an idiot. I could tell there was something strange about these guys. They looked like humans, but they had broken masks. And they had extremely high Spiritual Pressure. Especially the pale one with the mask piece on his head. Speed wasn't my strong point. I was better at attacking multiple things at once, I relied more on sheer force. But here I was outnumbered and they were stronger than I was. I had lost the moment they found me, and I knew that. So I followed, wondering what was going to happen. I thought maybe they were going to kill me. They could have been Soul Reapers. I had fought them before. But these guys looked different. Soul Reapers, as far as I knew wore different clothes, not to mention the fact that these guys had broken Hollow masks and holes as well. Could they be some weird mix of Hollow and Soul Reaper? If they meant to kill me then why did they want me to follow them? Couldn't they just kill me right then and there instead of taking me somewhere to do it? And why me? I mean, yeah, I was an Adjucha level Hollow, but there were still Vasto Lordes. There were stronger Hollows out there.
When we arrived there was a Soul Reaper there that introduced himself as Aizen. He told me I was going to become an Arrancar, a hollow that had their mask removed. He said he could use this sphere thingy and it would come right off. It would also give me a more human appearance and I would get a Zanpakuto, which I could use to 'release' and gain a more Hollow-like form that looked like how I did now. He told me a lot, and by the time he was finished I felt like my head was going to explode. He was turning me into one of these Arrancar things so I could fight for him? What the heck was an Espada? And how in the world was I supposed to know how to wield a Zanpakuto?! At the moment I didn't even have opposable thumbs.
They wrapped me up in bandages, I couldn't see anything and everything I heard was muffled. I also felt really lightheaded. It made me wonder if one of them drugged me or something. Then there was a really bright light, and my whole body was engulfed in the same feeling you get when your hand falls asleep. It gradually moved up, until it was all focused on my head. The rest of my body felt completely numb. Slowly the feeling rose higher and higher until it was all focused on a small part on the left side of my head. Then, suddenly, it went away completely, and I felt myself hit the ground.
Wincing a little, I opened my eyes. Everything seemed a little fuzzy, so I rubbed my face with one hand, then stared in shock. I had fingers. Two hands with fingers and thumbs. Ten of them. I felt my head where the weird feeling focused on for so long. There was something hard there, the piece of my mask. A guy came over and draped a towel over me, seeing as I had no clothes on, and showed me to a room full of clothes. Almost everything there was… White. I wondered if it was some kind of uniform. After I figured out how to put the clothes on I walked out. I liked the long sleeves that covered my hands. It reminded me of how they used to look like before I got fingers… Fingers were confusing. I had gone so long without using them, and I was used to living without them at all.
The guy from before told me to follow him, and brought me to my room. The inside seemed plain, there was a bed, a mirror, and a window. After the man left I walked around in circles, getting used to the feeling of being bipedal. Out of the corner of my eye I caught my reflection in the mirror. Curious, I went over to stand in front of it.
My hair was black, the piece of my mask looked almost like some kind of clip. I thought it was weird that my eyes were purple, but I liked it. As far as I knew there wasn't anyone else around here with purple eyes. I also had three pink diamonds on my head. Also weird, but I had a liking for anything strange or unique.
The next day I started training. I guess when Arrancar that are created with higher Spiritual Pressure than normal they're trained to be Espada. Aizen told me all about it when I was still a Hollow, but really, I don't have a very long attention span. There were many more Arrancar who trained with me, about twenty or thirty, maybe more. It ticked me off when they thought I was a girl. Is it really that difficult to see I'm a boy?! According to the other Arrancar, yes. Yes it was.
We fought multiple times, a real life and death fight. Usually whoever was supervising that particular day's training would step in before it got to that point, or before someone got killed. To them it wasn't so serious, but to us, the trainees, it was a real life and death fight. As I thought, I wasn't very good at wielding a Zanpakuto, I needed time to get used to fingers. I mostly stuck to using my hands to fight, or releasing as soon as I could. I was better at fighting a few people at once.
I didn't really care about becoming an Espada. Heck, I didn't care about the upcoming war. Why should I care about some far off battle with Soul Reapers? When did I volunteer myself to get involved in this? I would be perfectly happy with simply wandering around Hueco Mundo like I used to, instead of world domination or whatever the heck that Aizen guy wanted. As I said before, I have a short attention span.
It was then that I saw the Espada, and my whole perspective changed.
I saw a few of them coming from a meeting, and I was shocked at the sheer amount of Spiritual pressure they had, even in their unreleased forms. The other Arrancar respected them, treated them differently. I knew why all the others wanted to be like them, to be one of them. And… after I saw how much respect the other Arrancar gave them, I wanted to be one too. I wanted to be strong, to stand out from all the others. No one would treat me like dirt ever again.
So, finding my ambition, I trained as hard as I could, more than any of the others. I wanted it more than any of them. I ignored their insults and focused on the goal I had set for myself- to become an Espada, no matter what the cost was. Aizen picked up on my newfound ambition to get stronger and he 'rewarded' me by inviting me to watch him create an Arrancar.
Now that I think about it.. I should have refused.
There were a few others in the room. I didn't pay much attention to them, though. I was mainly focused on the Hollow wrapped in bandages. They had a sleek figure that seemed to resemble a wolf or some other canine of some sort. There was a row of spikes trailing along the Hollows back. Aizen walked over and touched the sphere thingy and all the bandages seemed to shatter off of the newly created Arrancar's form. I blinked in shock. It was a girl. I never expected the Hollow to be female. And she had no clothes. I mean, yeah, all Arrancar don't have any when they get created, but Aizen knew she was a girl. And he invited guys here to watch her be created. It seemed a little strange to me, but I shrugged it off.
The Arrancar girl in question wasn't exactly tall, though she was a little taller than I was, with very messy and very long black hair that hung in her eyes in irregular chunks. She was also pretty pale, as if she didn't get much sun and her skin had turned that ivory color as a result of it. Her Hollow hole was above her belly button and her mask consisted of five or six small spikes on the back of her head that pointed in random directions. Her eyes were a strange scarlet color.
I should have walked away right then and there. I should have, but, unfortunatley for me... I didn't.