AUTHOR'S NOTE:
So before I get this whole shebang started, I DO NOT OWN BLEACH or its characters. That is Tite Kubo's masterpiece and also belongs to whoever he deigned worthy enough to throw the scraps to (aka, copyright owners and whatnot). This is a FAN TRIBUTE. This also starts before the Hueco Mundo arc. On a side note, every filler arc during Hueco Mundo/The Winter War occurred BEFORE said arcs, in their respective chronological order, except for the Reigai Arc. Alright, enjoy. Please, if you deign to review me, have it contain any of my errors and any legitimate criticism or commentary that point out if my sentence structure flows or whatnot. A great job is nice too, though. Thanks, and enjoy,
thablueGRRL.
Prologue
"She is so lovely she could kill you without you even noticing it. A monster girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill."
―Cameron Jace, Snow White Sorrow
It took every ounce of his concentration to consciously manipulate the molecules of his body across the Seireitei and back to his division. In two days he oozed into his private lab where Nemu waited for him, paler than usual and bandages peeking from under her uniform. Without a word, she approached a computer terminal and typed in a command. A body length tank lifted from its docking station and Kurotsuchi slid into the space before it descended again. Another command and it began to fill with a translucent, green-tinted solution. Indigo goo floated in a long, fat spiral.
Well? A disembodied voice demanded.
"The observation bacteria you have implanted in the Quincy is at 88% complete. He is currently being held prisoner with most of the other ryoka."
And the girl?
There was a moment of hesitance, too fleeting for him to reprimand her for. "She is with him as well."
Excellent. Begin the bacteria transference to the girl as well.
"And the others, Master?"
They are of no use to me. I am satisfied by the observations I will gather from the Quincy and girl.
"Beginning transference immediately." Nemu's fingers danced across the keyboard. After several moments, the tank's fluid began to lose its glow. The goo began to spasm in the tank.
What are you doing? Stop this at once!
But for once his servant did not obey. If anything, her speed increased to a blur. Kurotsuchi gathered himself and began searching out an exit from the tank, but after a moment he realized that she'd placed a seal around it, trapping him inside. The fluid was murky now, like a neglected fish tank. His voice was weaker and slurred when he spoke next.
Impossible... when did...?
And then the tank was pitch black. Satisfied, the Twelfth Division's lieutenant stepped back from the terminal and strode from the room confidently without a backwards glance.
