Déjenos Ser Amigos
Part II
"Impressive, Grimmjow," said the voice as it grew louder with its approach. "You are truly one of Hueco Mundo's greatest Menos..."
Closer and closer came the voice, and I could smell even from the distance between us who's scent it belonged to.
"Aizen," I snarled under my breath. "What do you want?"
"Same thing I always want from you, Grimmjow," he said matter-of-factly with that cocky smirk of his.
"I will never join you!" I snapped back, growling at him as if I were readying to attack. "No matter how many times you ask, I will never agree."
"My, my," he arrogantly retorted, "you should never say never, and yet you managed to say it twice."
He chuckled mildly at his own wit. That only made me more angry and I growled louder at him. I wanted nothing more than to bite that over-sized head of his clean off his shoulders, but I didn't even try. I knew he had the power to kill me without even so much as breaking a sweat, and that fact made me despise him even more.
"Join my army, Grimmjow," he continued. "I will make you and your followers into my Arrancar. You will even be guaranteed a seat within my elite ranks, the Espada. You will live in my palace and even have a palace of your own."
"All your Arrancar are fakes!" I shot back, flashing my pointy teeth at him. "They're pseudo-Arrancar—not even the real deal."
"That is true," he admitted, still undaunted by my words, "they are only pseudo-Arrancar because I need a special tool in order to create true Arrancar. I am unaware as to the current location of that tool for the time being, but I can still give you tremendous shinigami power if you'll allow me."
The anger welling up inside me made my entire body rattle, the fresh blood still dripping from my mouth now spraying away in all directions. No matter how intensely and earnestly I stared him down with as piercing a glare as I could muster, he simply would not desist his recruitment of me.
"You are shinigami, in case you have forgotten," I started. "You are my natural enemy—my predator. Your kind exists to destroy us Hollow. Your being in Hueco Mundo is unforgivable. You don't belong here!"
"The fact that I am here can only be advantageous to you," he said without missing a beat.
"I saw your fight with that wolf Hollow and how he bit you on your leg, there." He pointed to the gash on my injured hind leg, still bloody and raw. "Your progression as Hollow is over now. Without me, you could never hope to become more powerful."
Folding his arms, he closed his eyes shut while facing the ground, satisfied with his observation. My countenance dropped momentarily as I gaped back at that large hole in my leg.
"Let us be friends, Grimmjow," he offered, holding out his hand as if to offer me his friendship. "Use your power for my sake, continue to evolve, and, you may even one day become my equal."
Or, maybe one day I'll become even more powerful than you, I thought, as the side of my mouth curled up into a sinister grin. I'll take that big head of yours off and then I'll finally crush you...
...THE END
