Chapter 2: Ulquiorra Cifer
"Come on out, Ulquiorra…" the traveler whispered.
A black haired man with a hole in his chest emerged from the darkness. He had large, green eyes with cat like slit pupils, and ebony, shoulder length hair. Part of his hair fell between his eyes, and he had thick eyebrows. Wesley also noticed, even in the near total darkness, that descending from both of his eyes, were teal lines, which made it appear as if he were crying.
"You must leave; traveler, you and George no longer have business with me…"
His tone was very cold, and his thoughts were obviously somewhere else.
"Please, Ulquiorra, we have to talk with you. Its urgent."
"You and that human have always tried to ruin our plans, you are trash."
Wesley couldn't keep his mouth shut any longer, "What's going on here?"
"Quiet Wesley, this is a very delicate situation." The traveler responded.
Ulquiorra submerged himself back into the shadow. The traveler knew now that they had just wasted valuable time here. George was going to be very disappointed with him if no progress was made. If only the arrancar was not so preoccupied with his inner war, he would make himself realize the real one.
"Lets go, Wesley."
The traveler and his apprentice left the dark room, and were seconds later back at the Radha Krsna Temple. George walked up to them with a slightly saddened look on his face.
"Ulquiorra Cifer. He is a lost cause, now, I'm afraid."
The traveler shared his disappointment. "You knew from the beginning that this was not going to be easy."
"You should report this to Captain Yamamoto before word gets to the world of this gets to any others…particularly -"
"Ichigo Kurosaki…"
Meanwhile, in Karakura Town, Ichigo Kurosaki and Rukia Kuchiki were hunting hollows, as usual.
"Seriously, this is the third hollow today! Can't they just take a rest already!" the orange haired teen complained.
"Ichigo, you are seriously getting on my nerves this time!" screamed the hotheaded soul reaper. It was bad enough that they were off on some wild goose chase all over the city, but Ichigo was ready to explode with anticipation over the Traveler's next report. It would determine the fate of the war. She had told him that it may be a few more days before he returned from the other dimension, but she had no idea of how long it could take.
"Ichigo, behind you!"
Without even thinking, Ichigo brought down his Zanpakutō, slicing the giant, soul-devouring hollow in two. As it dissolved into thin air, he gazed into the sky, looking towards a spherical cloud. The cloud turned into an eyeball, and from the eye came one giant laser cannon. It pierced Ichigo through the chest, and Rukia cried out in sorrow.
When Ichigo awoke, he was at the temple, with everyone surrounding him. Rukia, Kenpachi, the Traveler, George Harrison, Ravi Shankar, and some kid he didn't recognize.
George put his hand over Ichigo's head.
"Hare Krishna, Ichigo…"
"Where am I?"
When no one answered, the Traveler explained.
"You are on the next plane of existence. This is more than just the past…"
To Be Continued…