A/N: This is a one shot. When I started it I intended to make this a series but it just didn't seem like it was going anywhere. That's why it's a bit of a cliffy at the end but you'll just have to live with it lol. Please enjoy.

Disclaimer: Don't own Bleach and probably never will (Damn)

Chosen

My name is Raven and this is my story. I was the highest level Vasto Lorde, one of the last of a dieing breed. The Arrancarr had been taking many of our strongest leaders ---, Ulqurria, and even Grimjaw. Now that these strong leaders are gone I fear that I may be approached next to join the ranks of this yet unknown level of hallow. I believe that should I be approached I shall accept.

As I walked slowly across the planes of the ---- I heard the quiet pad of feet behind me. I whirled around to face the poetical threat.

"Oh Damn! Is that really you Ulqurria? I can barely recognize you now. What the fuck happened to you?" I exclaimed as my turn revealed my old if quiet friend, if any hallow could have what was a friend ship that is, Ulqurria.

"I see that you swear no less now than when I left you in charge here. I had rather hoped the responsibilities might have stilled those atrocities you continue to spew," he said with that perfect poker face that had not changed in the least by all the time spent apart.

"Ah, there's the sarcasm I've been waiting for. It's good to see you again Ulqurria," I said with as much civility as one can have while attempting not to burst out laughing. "Now, sorry to cut the pleasantries so short but I am extremely curious as to why you are here. So would you be so kind as to enlighten me?"

"Of course my dear," he said, his voice dripping with courtly sincerity. Back when we had been but lowly adjuccus we had started a habit of talking in courtly circles. I had, as you can probably tell abandoned most of this some time in the past but for some reason Ulqurria had continued the practice.

"I am here on Aizen-sama's orders t-"

"I'm so hurt, Ulli (a nickname I had given him years earlier) you have to be ordered to come see your old friend," I said putting on the puppy dog eyes and painting my words with indignity.

"As I was saying, Aizen-sama sent me here to take you back to Las Noches with me. Would you like to go put your second in command in charge or would you rather just let them figure it out themselves."

"Oh let the assholes figure it out for themselves," I said almost automatically, but after receiving a scathing look from Ulli I relented saying, "Fine I'll go put Larchra in charge."

"I'll just wait h-"

"Oh no, you won't! Your coming with me, they won't believe me otherwise. If you leave me to face those little leaches alone you bet your ass they'll suck me dry looking for an answer." I said continuing my old habit of cutting him off mid word. He rolls his green eyes at me as we began walking back to the ramshackle building that served as the headquarters for us dwindling Vasto Lorde. "So what exactly do you plan to do with the innocent little princess once you get her back to your big bad castle I wonder?" I said not really expecting to get an answer, but to my utter surprise he gave me a direct answer for once.

"You're coming with me for a very specific reason. Aizen-sama believe that your superb skills may make a good addition to the ranks of the Arrancarr and possibly, after you are trained of course, the elite Espada with are currently filled with many of the former Vasto Lorde from our area including that maniac Grimjaw," as we steadily approached the building he dropped his voice and whispered. "You must not mention this to any of your remaining Vasto Lorde. Lord Aizen doesn't wish to have the common hollows know of this new higher rank. He fears that should the masses find out we would be hard pressed to get anything done and repress the flood of those who wish to join us. It is imperative that we remain a secret to all those but the few of us hand picked by Lord Aizen him self. Since you are about to join our ranks you must now learn to keep this secret as well. Tell your subordinates what ever you have to. You must get them to believe that you are leaving, for good.