The sky was looking a nice shade of black and there was a grey swirling wind through the land. It was cold, too cold for normal life to exist; only the things that are dead could survive there. Looking over the place, there were only things made from bones and blood thirst that roamed. At the very edge, there was a small crater where a girl lay. She was new to this place of death and had no idea what was coming to her. This was her story, and she was in control of her new fate.

Where was I? I couldn't remember anything. Was I dead? Oh well, I'm sure it didn't matter anyway. I looked down at what I was wearing. It was a Shinigami uniform with a torn captain's robe over it.

"Captain's robe, eh? Squad three? I was a captain?" then it came rushing back to me like a nightmare. I had friends in Soul Society, and then I fell in love with Hisagi Shuuhei…he seemed like a distant dream now. Just as things were okay, Gin had to come back and kill me, that bastard. There was nothing I could do now, I was here, in Hueco Mundo- and I probably wasn't even the same person I once was.

I saw a small puddle of water a little ways from me, so I climbed out of the hole and over to it. Apparently my legs didn't want to work today.

I almost gasped out loud when I looked in the puddle. I looked the exact same, even though I was expecting something different. But what really grabbed my attention was the huge hole in the base of my neck and the two pieces of bone on the sides of my hair. It reminded me of Orihime's hair pins…oh Orihime, I would miss her. My long blonde hair trailed over my shoulders as it always did. My eyes did look a little bluer than usual though- that was good. I had to admit, after dying a second time- I looked pretty good.

Right then and there I decided that I was going to change who I was forever. Seeing as this was the new life I had to live, I would no longer be Ariswana Thompson- the Soul Reaper. No. I was now going to be Skyler Lester, the Arrancar.

I saw Las Noches peering down at me from a distance, and I knew that was my destination. I really didn't want to serve under Aizen, but I could never return to Soul Society looking like this. Did I get paler too?

I punched both of my legs to try to get the feeling back, and surprisingly it worked. I stood up and sheathed my sword. I felt I should test if it was still loyal to my call.

"Cry to the wind, Tsuyoi Ishi!" I yelled as I drew it. She released into my double sword, meaning she was still with me even after my change. That was good. I sheathed her once more and prepared to cross the vast desert ahead of me.

I threw my arms back and let the wind pull me along to the towering castle. I had to stop a few times when I got attacked by strange Arrancar type things, but they were meager and not very tough. I ripped through them like paper. I felt myself becoming more blood thirsty and less humane as I spent more time here. I wasn't sure how I felt about it. I also noticed that I stopped caring about right and wrong a little also. Actually, I think I just stopped caring all together. I had finally accepted the twisted fate I was stuck with and there was nothing I could do about it.

I reached Las Noches after about a day of straight travel. Sleep was unnecessary. I walked right up to the two huge black doors. There were guards there wearing large masks made mostly of decaying bone. They put their staffs in an 'X' shape to block my way and I just simply looked at them through half closed eyes.

"State your business." They said with raspy voices.

"My name is Skyler Lester, formally known as Ariswana Thompson. Aizen's been waiting for me, so let me pass." I went to walk through, but they still wouldn't let me pass. I drew my sword in response and the three of us got into fighting stance. As I was about to lurch forward, the double doors opened to reveal an awkward looking figure.

"She's correct. Aizen-sama has been waiting for her, I will escort the woman. Lower your guard." Said the strange man. They did as they were told and I walked in between them, through the double doors.

"Um, thanks for that. What's your name?" I asked him with an eyebrow raised. He didn't strike me as the social type, that's for sure.

"Don't thank me, it was my duty. My name's Ulquiorra Schiffer, Espada number 4." He said in a monotone voice.

"May I ask what an Espada is?" he looked at me quickly out of the corner of his eye and then looked back in front.

"It's a higher form of Arrancar. The lower your number is, the stronger you are. There were 10 of us, but there's only 9 left- thanks to you." he said.

"Excuse me? What do you mean thanks to me?" he closed his eyes and slightly smiled.

"Think back to that one mission you had where you had to destroy a 'very powerful hollow' in Kurakura town. His name was Yammy." My eyes widened at the mention of that name.

"That was such a long time ago. That was before Aizen ever revealed himself." He flinched when I said Aizen.

"Now that you're here, I suggest calling him Aizen-sama, you might get punished if you don't." my eyes narrowed at that statement.

"I could care less if I get punished. I don't serve under anyone but myself, I'm only here because there's nowhere left for someone like me." I put my hand to the hole in my neck. When Ulquiorra saw where it was located his eyes widened and he immediately averted his eyes. I just shrugged it off, and we walked in silence until we reached another pair of double doors.

"This is where Aizen-sama resides. I have somewhere else to be, will you be alright on your own in there?" he asked.

"Yes, I'll be fine, it's only three steps. Thanks for the concern though…" I leaned against the wall and he looked at his feet, and then hurried away. I opened the doors to see Aizen, Gin, and Tousen sitting in high seats across the room.

"Ah, Ariswana- what a pleasure, glad you could finally join us."