Yes, I changed the title already :/ I'm indecisive. Gonna give a theme song to each chapter. Theme song for this chapter: Headstrong by Trapt


Day One - Morning

"Remind me what the hell we're doing here?"

"Your stupid fucking idea with Ulquiorra's little brat got us into trouble!" Nnoitra yelled. "I swear, you better sleep with your eyes open tonight because I'm gonna fuck you up-"

"Aizen-sama has said for each of you to follow every command I give you, so hush now. I'll allow you sexual intercourse after I'm done with you," Szayel-san smirked teasingly as he entered the room.

"You honestly think I'd fuck that bad spoon impersonator?" Grimmjow chuckled.

"It's me who would be doing the fucking, kitty-cat!" Nnoitra exclaimed, putting emphasis on the 'me' by jabbing his thumb into his chest. "And who the hell are you calling a spoon?!"

"Ah, so you don't deny it?" Szayel's smirk widened.

"Deny what?"

Halibel-san facepalmed, as did Mila Rose, Kitsune-chan and Neliel-chan, who, for some unknown reason, decided to join us. Most others were failing to suppress giggles. Ulquiorra-sama stood emotionless. I stood confused.

"Nothing..."

"What's sexual intercourse?" I asked innocently.

"Ulquiorra will teach you when the time's right," Szayel-san winked at him.

"No, I will not. I have not, and never will be, romantically involved with any child like her," he said coldly.

"Dude, you need to get laid," Grimmjow grinned.

"Yeah, and you and Spoon-face don't. We don't need your retarded offspring filling up Hueco Mundo," Apache spoke up.

"Unless you miraculously manage to convince somebody like Halibel-sama or Neliel-chan to do 'it' with you," Sung-sun said.

"Don't be stupid, Sung-sun. They haven't got a hope in hell with either of them," Mila Rose said.

The three Fracciones' voices began coming together to form a loud quarrel which Halibel-san was trying - and failing - to break up. Whenever she did manage to get them to stop, it'd only last for about a second before one of them muttered 'slut' or 'whore' and it started all over again.

"Please, keep it down, I'm trying to concentrate," Szayel-san said irritably as he continued to mix multicoloured potions together.

Obviously, they ignored him.

"Aha! It's complete!" As Szayel-san victoriously held up the vial containing his potion, the arguing ceased. Everybody tensed up, anxious about what kind of deadly mixture he had concocted.

He smirked as he filled up several syringes with the colourful elixir. One for each of us, including himself.

"Stand in a line."

"Hell no!" Nnoitra yelled defiantly.

"You will do as I say or I will strap you to a table and dissect you," Szayel-san said, a dark aura radiating from him.

"Psht, I'm not scared," Nnoitra huffed.

"...Then I'll rip out your intestines, use them to tie you up to the highest point of Las Noches and burn your scrotum," he grinned devilishly. "Aizen-sama would have my head, but it'd be worth it."

We reluctantly did as commanded, standing straight in a neat line, readying ourselves.

I remember when I actually did catch him doing that. Dissecting another being. A while back, for some unknown reason, I felt like I was about to vomit. So I went to Szayel-san in the hope he'd have a cure for it.

It didn't take long to reach the lab. The door was open a crack, making me suspicious. I peaked through, seeing Szayel-san, a grin on his face that stretched from ear to ear, with a little Arrancar that I didn't know the name of strapped to a table. His intestines were on one nearby table and his other organs on others. Little droplets of blood lay on the floor in messy patterns between the tables. I don't know why, but Szayel-san was having the time of his life. He couldn't be happier. The look in his eyes was so crazed. It was like he'd lost all traces of sanity.

Needless to say, he had a big mess to clean up by the doorway after that display. Just thinking about it still makes me feel queasy.

I bet that the only reason that I haven't been laid out on that table to be picked apart yet is because Aizen has a use for me, so that stopped him first of all. Ulquiorra-sama got given the responsibility of taking care of me for Aizen - and we all know how that little buttkiss would never, ever fail a task given by 'the almighty God of everything, Aizen-kami-sama' - so that further stopped Szayel-san. I also have a strange frenemy-type relationship with Grimmjow and he doesn't like Szayel-san so that even further protects me.

If those three people weren't around then I'd be lying lifeless on a cold metal table with my limbs, organs, everything scattered out on numerous tables as he attempted to find out what makes me tick. Well, who wouldn't want to? I'm an Arrancar with shockingly powerful ceroes, hierro that 'breaks' and healing abilities powerful enough to bring a near-dead Espada back to life.

I snapped back to reality when I felt something sharp pierce my arm. I cringed as Szayel-san drove the needle protruding out from the syringe into my delicate skin. He made sure all of the liquid in the syringe had disappeared into my bloodstream before moving onto the next poor unfortunate.


When we had all endured the painful injections, Szayel-san announced, "And now we pay a visit to Karakura town."

"Why?" I asked cautiously.

"I want to test the effects of the potion." A sickly grin was plastered across his face. Whatever the effect of the potion was, I knew it couldn't be good. "Ulquiorra, if you may."

Ulquiorra-sama obediently opened up the garganta and one by one we each entered. At the end of the lightless tunnel, I gazed around, frowning.

I stepped out of the garganta and stood in the air with my comrades. It didn't take long for me to identify the place; Karakura Town. I sighed deeply. This potion had better not make us like super-strong or something stupid.

"Trash... all of them... trash," Ulquiorra-sama muttered as he examined the area.

"How do we split up?" Nel-chan asked.

"We shall set up a communication link, hide and wait to ambush. Remember to conceal your reiatsu," Halibel-san said.

"Why can't we just fucking attack?!" Nnoitra yelled angrily.

"They're not here yet, dumbass," Apache grumbled.

"Yes, but if we attack the town they might come to 'save' it," the spoon argued.

"They're coming either way, idiot, so save your strength, you'll need it," Kitsune-chan snapped.

Nnoitra let out a low growl as he readied himself for the attack. His weapon rest upon his shoulder, eyes - or should I say, eye? - darted around the area in search of a target.

I averted my gaze from the rest of my team and looked at the ground, catching sight of an emerald-green marker. I stared at the blank wall beside me. I slyly looked both ways to make sure that nobody was watching before sonidoing down, picking up the marker and coming back up immediately after. I challenged Mila Rose to a quick game of tic tac toe on the wall. After explaining the rules briefly, she accepted and we began the game. Every so often I would look down, snickering to myself as the humans below gasped and pointed at the mysterious floating green marker magically drawing on the wall.

I gave the marker to Mila Rose so that she could take her turn. I spent her turn looking down at the ground to watch the confused people pass us by. I caught sight of a girl, not too much older than me, with flowing ginger hair and shopping bags filled to the brim with all kinds of different foods hanging from each arm skipping merrily down the road before pausing abruptly, staring up towards Ulquiorra-sama with her large brown eyes. Her arms dropped to her sides, the bags slipped onto the ground and the contents spilled out around her feet.

"U-U-Ul-Ulqui...?" she trailed off.

"Woman," Ulquiorra nodded in acknowledgement.

"Ugh. It's her," Apache made a disgusted grimace as she charged a cero from her unicorn-mask-thing.

"KUROSAKI-KUUUUN!" she screeched.

No sooner had she yelled, a Getsuga Tensho came flying towards the Espada. Mila Rose filled in the last square in our game, dropped the marker then ran to assist her master. A glance back to it and I realised she'd won. Curses.

Nnoitra, Grimmjow and Apache rose their swords - if you could call that giant thing Nnoitra carries a 'sword' - and raced towards Ichigo, sporting psychotic grins as they attacked.

Another Getsuga Tensho followed the previous, only slightly affecting Apache, sending her flying towards a building, whereas Grimmjow and Nnoitra remained unharmed. I swear, with how often he uses Getsuga Tensho, you'd think that's the only ability he knew.

"Bastard!" Apache yelled as she flew into a building.

Some blue arrows flew towards Halibel-san, Sung-sun sonido'd to block her in the nick of time, preventing any of the arrows from hitting her.

A ball of spiritual energy rocketed towards Ulquiorra-sama as he was distracted by Orihime. I felt that it was my turn to defend, and so I intercepted the shot, using my body as a shield. Another, larger one followed the previous shot, my body resisting them both. I glared down at Chad, who stared back at me blankly.

"Trash, I can handle him myself," Ulquiorra-sama said as I was shoved out of the way, his attention now fixed on Chad. He shot a cero, Chad running to avoid it, but to no avail. The cero was too large for him to outrun. When it cleared, a large crater lay in the middle of the road, Chad stood nearby it, crimson blood dripping down his forehead.

I snarled, walking away from the situation. A thank you wouldn't have hurt. I paced over to Kitsune-chan, who was also feeling useless and alone as the others fought.

Halibel-san was skillfully handling Uryu-kun along with her Fraccion, Nnoitra and Grimmjow were beating the living shit out of Ichigo, Szayel-san was ripping wings off of butterflies and observing them, then stuffing some unharmed ones in a phial that he got out of nowhere for later. The others were doing other stuff. I'm only one person, I can't watch everything that goes on.

I sighed. I felt so futile, so worthless. I couldn't fight for either side; I belonged to both sides.

Kitsune-chan grinned to herself, sonidoing down to the streets where she searched for Orihime. Ichigo flashstepped in front of her and Getsuga Tensho'd her into a building before returning to his fight with Grimmjow and Nnoitra.

Great, now I have to be obsolete on my own.

All of Ichigo's attacks were useless against them. They resisted so easily, whereas he was suffering from the hard blows that they'd dealt. His forehead, arms and torso were nearly covered in blood. As Ichigo tried again to strike Grimmjow, he grabbed ahold of Ichigo's sword, pulling it away from him and sealing the deal with a kick to the chest. Ichigo's grip on the blade was lost, Grimmjow now claiming it as his own. Nnoitra smirked.

"This one's mine, kitty-cat!" he cackled, his fist making contact with Grimmjow's stomach, sending him flying into another building.
He raised his weapon above his head, Ichigo preparing to block the oncoming attack.

"Say bye bye, strawberry."

Ichigo raised his arm in a feeble attempt to block. He brought his weapon down on Ichigo, laughing madly.

The laughter turned to silence.


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