He rapidly blinked as blinding light suddenly filled his world. How long had he been left alone in the darkness? Was it long enough to forget all trace of color? he wondered to himself as he squinted around the white surroundings.
Now came a voice...faint at first but growing stronger as his hearing did.
"Free the rest of him from his bindings and then step away from him so I can get a good look. Ah...he is a strong one...I can feel how strong already..."
He tried to look up at that voice, but his vision was still blurry. Suddenly a dark mass filled his vision and the voice spoke again...much closer now.
"Welcome new one. How are you feeling? It must be quite disorientating to wake up again after such a long sleep. Can you speak yet?"
Speak? Ah yes...he opened his mouth and croaked out, "Where am I...Who are you?" His vision was beginning to clear well enough to see the man standing before him beaming down proudly.
"We'll have time for all your questions later, new one. For now though you only need to do two things. Receive your new name and..." The next was whispered close to his ear so only he could hear, "Tell me your deepest fear."
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Ulquiorra calmly stood by his door freshly clothed all in white and skin still sore from his new tattoo waiting to be summoned by the one who brought him here...Aizen. He did not have to wait long. Soon two arrancar that were clearly servants came to fetch him. Ulquiorra could sense their low reiatsu fluttering about him as they flanked him and took him to the throne room. As he entered he could feel the pressure of many beings with extremely high reiatsu enveloping him before he saw their forms. He did not glance about to see who was in the room with him...his eyes were locked on the only person in the room that mattered.
"Ulquiorra Schiffer. My Cuatro Espada. Are you not pleased with all you have been given?"
"I am, Aizen-sama." Ulquiorra intoned, head bowed.
"Will you serve me with all your body, heart, and mind?" Aizen asked him from his throne.
"All I have is yours, Aizen-sama. Do with me what you will."
He could feel Aizen beaming down on him again, but did not raise his head to look. He was content to stay as he was til instructed otherwise.
"Rise and meet your brothers and sister."
Ulquiorra looked up and slowly turned around to survey them with his emotionless eyes. They all looked back at him...some curious, some jealous, some disinterested. Then he turned back to Aizen and said, "I see them Aizen-sama. You have made a mighty army from ten. I know of no other man that can make the same boast."
Aizen smiled down at him again and said, "You may go now, my Numero Cuatro. I'll summon you in here whenever I have need of you."
Ulquiorra deeply bowed again and then walked from the room ignoring the stares he could feel on his back as he exited. He wasn't but two steps from his door when he felt someone quickly step up behind him. Ulquiorra stopped at his door, but didn't turn around. He could tell it was the Sexta Espada just by the size of his spiritual pressure.
"Soooooo...great trick you pulled there with Aizen! I wish I would have thought of it!"
Ulquiorra turned around at that and found himself face to chest with a blue-haired arrancar in rumpled clothes. "What do you mean?" Ulquiorra quietly asked.
"The way you all buttered him up with all that talk. I wish I had thought of that! But you know me! I'm honest to the bone! I ain't going to lie and present myself other than what I really am to get favorable attention!" the arrancar mocked.
"What you assume of me is false. I too presented my true self to Aizen-sama, to do with what he will."
"See! There you go with that shit again! You can drop it out here you know! No one is going to hear you!"
Ulquiorra just stood and quietly observed him.
"Argh! There is no use trying to talk to you! Aizen was a fool to make such a spineless wuss so high in his ranks! He should have made you a servant or tossed you out to be target practice like he does with all the other defects!" And with that the arrancar quickly spun on his heel and disappeared from sight.
Ulquiorra sighed and turned to his door and pushed it open to his lavish rooms. Everything Aizen had given him was indeed nice, but such niceties mattered little to Ulquiorra. There were only two things he wanted and Aizen had promised him one. That was enough for Ulquiorra. With what Aizen had promised him, he would have the time to achieve his other desire.