Polaroid

By: Alxadelta

Chapter 1

Her silver glowing eyes opened in the halls of Las Noches. It was her first time there not any regular hollow was allowed close to the palace. That was not the only strange thing. Her seemingly insatiable hunger was gone. She looked down at the floor where she was kneeling to see her long pale locks polling by her hands, her pale human hands. With disbelief she touched her face feeling soft skin and not her mask as she expected. She inspected her body and noticed the hollow hole in her hand. She brought her hands to her head feeling hard bone in the left side of her head.

"She doesn't seem stronger than others, so much for creating stronger arrancar." She looked to the voices finding two shinigami staring at her.

"Well maybe for a first try we shouldn't have used a simple Menos Grande. If Arrancar are created from Vasto Lordes then we would have done better using a Vasto Lorde Aizen-sama."

"Ah look at her Gin, it seems we have caught her attention. Now why don't you tell us your name princess?"

"Princess?" She recalled, "when I was alive, they called me princess." she continued to touch the bone knit between her hair noticing it was a flower. She saw Gin smiling at her filling her with a strange discomfort.

"We shouldn't we you some clothes shouldn't we, princess." He spoke with a mocking tone. She looked down at her nakedness and felt her body reden. She frantically moved her hands to cover herself not noticing the dagger she was holding in her left hand.

"Ouch!" she dropped her zanpakuto holding her injured breast as blood dripped to the white floors. Within a second her injuries had been healed.

"Interesting, Gin take her away I shall continue experimenting, after all this is just one of many numeros we will make."


The palace was lonely, the princess could feel other reitetsu moving around and changing within the palace walls as she dressed herself. The room she had been taken was meant to house ten arrancar yet every bed was empty with a trunk at the feet of each bed. She opened each looking for clothes that fit taking different items from each trunk and dressing herself slowly and carefully. She stretched her sleeves over her hands to cover her hollow hole ashamed of what it meant. She hadn't died too long ago and she had spent more time as a human than as a hollow. The princess was tired she had not slept since the day she died. She had not noticed, as a Menos she never required sleep but as an arrancar she was exhausted. It had taken too much energy to transition, so she lay in bed and closed her eyes, then opened them again. She felt a reitetsu changing and she strangely felt drawn to it. She followed its strength as it moved through the halls and the numbers in the doors started decreasing 30, 20, 11, then she turned the hall 10, then upstairs 9, turn the hall 8, the next hall 7, another set of stairs and one long hall with both 6, 5, and continued up to number 4 being given the whole floor to itself and she opened the door falling from the strength of his reitetsu. She laid her hands on the floor using her hollowed hand as support to stand forward and look into his deep green eyes.