Whew! Chapter 1 has been posted. Golly it's so hard to write this summer :/ sooooo much going on where I'm standing. I'll apologize beforehand to all of you that I will not be posting as frequently as I did the previous year with Dark Angel. Maybe a chapter every other day.

Now for the good news… for Chapter 1 I already have an overall total of four followers! XP Not much really haha but for Dark Angel by Chapter 1 I believe I only had one or two. It feels good to know that people still like the material I write Well. Back to the story! Please review and follow ;) Tootles!

Chapter 2

You woke the next morning to loud banging on the door. It was only six in the morning and the sun hadn't even come up all the way yet. You groaned and rolled out of bed. Ulquiorra was already up and, you guessed, was at the door scaring away whoever had wanted to visit. You threw a (f/c) pullover sweater on and you made your way down the stairs yawning. It wasn't that you hated mornings; it was just that you didn't like being up before the sun was.

You went to the door and suddenly you smiled widely and ran to the visitor.

"Grimmjow! I missed you, you moron!" You yelled as you ran to the cat and hugged him. He laughed and hugged you back.

"There's the girl I wanted to see… How are you, sweetheart? Damn, how many years has it been?" he asked and you smiled wider and hugged him tighter.

"Too many! Way too many!" You replied as Ulquiorra nodded in agreement. Ever since Grimmjow did his training in Soul Society, You rarely saw him. When Ulquiorra came back you expected the same for Grimmjow. But he chose a different path. He chose to re-enter Hueco Mundo and look for any other arrancar or Espada that could possibly need help in becoming Dark Angels. It made you proud and yet it made you sad. To have to stay in that sandy hell for so long… You looked into Grimmjow's eyes and he nodded.

"I'm fine Ross… Nothing happened." He reassured. "In fact," he added with a smirk, "I'm better than ever. We have about twenty trained Dark Angels and many more in training. They all want to meet you. You're like a goddess to them."

You laughed and looked at Ulquiorra. "You know what this means?" you asked and raised an eyebrow. He nodded and faced Grimmjow.

"Soul Society it is then." He said with a glint of excitement in his eyes that only you and the panther could make out.

An Hour Later

You exited the portal behind Grimmjow and Ulquiorra at the not-so-familiar Soul Society around you. Sure, you stayed there for a little while and helped in protecting it from Aizen, but you didn't really think of it much. You followed Grimmjow through the winding streets and into an underground training area. What you saw made your jaw drop to the ground.

You recognized the area as the underground training area like the one you trained in under Urahara's shop. But instead of being empty, it was scattered with Dark Angels; spread across the area like little worker bees. You noticed there was training going on and you smiled at the fact that there were others like you.

"Pssst…" Grimmjow whispered and nudged you. "Spread your wings, sweetheart… they don't sense you yet 'cause you're in your human form." He winked at you and you smiled. As a Dark Angel, you didn't need a Gigai to blend in and be seen by humans. You took a deep breath in and let your human form go; it disappearing and bending around you onto your back in shards of light. You unfurled your silver wings and felt your bones hollow and your body grow lighter. It felt great to let your true form out of its shell.

All heads turned and the eyes of all the Dark Angels in the room widened. About twenty of them ran in front of you and bowed to you as though you were an empress. You laughed and smiled at them. "Please continue!" You said smiling and they smiled back and went back to training the many others. You watched them all with pride filling your heart. They were of many ages and all of them seemed so unique. All had a different story to tell, it seemed, and a part of you wanted to learn every single one. You smiled and looked at Ulquiorra, who had opened his own pure white wings. They were beautiful. He noticed you staring and looked over at you causing a slight blush to go over your cheeks. For the slightest of moments he smiled a little and you smiled back and gazed over at the Dark Angels once again.

This was it. Everything was perfect. You had the love of your life beside you and a growing population of your kind joining you to live better lives. You had your home. You had your friends. You had everything you had fought for. It was all good now.

But of course, like everything in life, all good things would come to an end.

Suddenly, a huge bang rattled the underground area from above and the ground began to shake violently, making you stumble. Ulquiorra and Grimmjow each grabbed one of your arms and held you steady as the shaking only became more violent. You saw the cracks in the walls begin to form and your heart raced faster and faster.

"EVERYONE GET ABOVE GROUND NOW!"

You began to help pull people up the ladder as the cracks only became bigger and bigger. You looked to the artificial sky and saw the first boulders begin to fall. A group was running to the ladder and you screamed. But it was too late. You cried out as someone grabbed your collar and pulled you out as the rest of the area crumbled.

About a third of your kind was killed inside.

You felt the hot tears run down your face as you began to helplessly move rocks away; trying your best to dig out any remaining survivors. A hand placed itself on your back and you looked up to see the sad emerald jewels of the one you loved.

"You need to be strong, Ross… for their sake…" He said softly and you nodded. You wiped your eyes and stood up straight, looking around for the cause of all this. It was hard to miss.

A massive Garganta had opened up in the sky; a black mouth that made your blood boil. And the man at the entrance with large pink wings made you want to roar in outrage.

Of all people, you would have never expected Szayel to have lived and become a Dark Angel. And he wasn't alone. You felt the reiatsu of a few other Dark Angels and many arrancar on the other side of that portal. You growled lowly and clenched your fists. So it seemed he had not died after the war. As much as you wanted to rip his heart out and feed it to a pack of wolves, you were still very confused. Szayel himself could not order an army such as this. There must have been another figure behind the scenes somewhere… but who?

Another explosion broke you from your thoughts as you heard Grimmjow barking orders at the Dark Angels. Their reiatsu was almost exploding with anger and you knew they wanted blood just as much as you did. You looked up at Szayel and saw those yellow eyes looking right back at you. Without thinking, you flapped your large wings once and rocketed into the air.

"The powers of a Dark Angel are very unique. A Dark Angel can manipulate the light and reiatsu around them to create objects of different size and proportion. It takes massive amounts of energy to fight in your true form as a Dark Angel, but the blows you give are fast and deal a lot of damage. Those wings are the outpouring of your reiatsu, so that it is not all held in. If you didn't allow your wings to unfurl in your true form… well… you'd explode!"

You remembered Urahara's words well and saw that he was correct. Every arrancar that dare cross you was sliced easily. Your true energy outburst would be saved for kicking Szayel's ass. You approached him with anger and bloodlust in your eyes and you saw his amused expression as he merely lifted his hand and swiped it down.

"You're mine now, little angel…"

A net of some sort came hurtling toward you and you had no time to react or yell. You felt the searing heat of it begin to close around you and you shut your eyes in preparation until it…

Suddenly, you felt familiar hands push you away and you fell to the hard ground of the burning Soul Society. You looked up and screamed out the name of the one you loved.

Ulquiorra was in the mystery net and he was unconscious. A group of filthy arrancar began dragging the net into the Garganta and you saw it begin to close. You screamed for the one you loved and you saw those beautiful emerald jewels meet your (e/c) orbs. A pang of desperation hit you as you began to fly as fast as you could toward the closing portal.

No. No. No. No! No! No!

Ulquiorra looked at you as if in apology and you flapped your wings harder; trying to speed up more and more. You reached your hand out to grab him, but you were swiftly grabbed and carried in the opposite direction. Hot tears filled your eyes as the Garganta closed and you were carried away from the man you loved more than anything.

"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! NO…NO… NO!" You screamed and kicked and pounded on the person who tore you away from your chance of getting Ulquiorra back. You were carried swiftly away for another few minutes until you were dropped onto the ground. You looked up and expected to see Grimmjow or another Dark Angel. Only they could withstand your blows so well. Instead you were met with olive green eyes looking back on you.

"I apologize, Ross-san. They would have gotten you too." Alexandria said weakly. Questions buzzed in your head as you looked from where you came from and saw the Soul Society; in flames and crumbling. Your heart dropped and you looked back at your best friend. She was bleeding badly from her head and her shoulder but she seemed to be holding out well… which was odd.

"Alexandria… How…" you began. But before you knew it she covered your mouth and gave you an injection. You looked up at her in complete confusion and annoyance as your vision became hazed.

"It's okay, Ross-san…" You faintly heard her say as she lifted you in her arms. "I'll protect you and I will get you to safety. I'm sorry for doing this but you'll die if you go after Ulqui now. We'll get him… and… and we'll kill the bastards that did this."

Your eyes closed, and you drifted into the darkness a she ran further away from the glorious burning city.