I followed Yoruichi to the wide training area; remember the pit where I had struggled. She walked briskly, not stopping once for several minutes. Finally, she brought me to a small circular area, where she handed me a small dagger. "I want you to stick this where it hurts." I looked at her in confusion. "Uh, nothing really h-" I stopped talking, as she came over, and looking at me sadly, took the tip of her finger and touched it to my forehead.

It was agony. I dropped to my knees, clutching my head. It felt as though she had put a red hot plate in my head, it was so painful. I knew I was screaming, but I couldn't see or hear anything. As the agony continued, I became aware of silver blood- the same as on Renji- coating my entire head, spreading around the tip Yoruichi had tapped. Remembering her words, I brought the dagger to my head and pushed. As soon as the tip entered my forehead, the agony stopped and the silver blood was gone with a hissing sound. Yoruichi was grinning, looking like a cat. "I was worried. I thought you were too weak."

Panting, I sat up weakly. "What the hell did you do that for?" Yoruichi laughed, clutching a short sword. "You need to remember, that I am your master. So, you pass. Next task. Go to school. I want to see if something works…" She was suddenly gone, a black cat taking her place. "We need to see your hollows nature… can it be provoked? Is it more defensive, or perhaps more aggressive? Now that you have two, it will be even harder. This is why I suggest school." She darted out the door, leaving me dumbstruck.

When I arrived at class, I noticed Yoruichi was outside, as a cat, staring intently in. I tried to ignore it, but it was hard. After class, Uryuu came up to me and asked, under his breath, "What happened with the hollow?" I shrugged, annoyed. He glared at me. "Tell me. Don't be dumb, tell me! On my word as a quincy…" I balled my hands into fists, so angry I could see red. Why the hell was he bothering me? "SHUT UP ABOUT STUPID QUINCY CRAP! I DON'T CARE!" I exploded, so angry that it was funny.

I began to laugh, but in panic I realized it was not my own laugh. It was a high pitched, crazy, evil cold laugh, and I felt my body move to Uryuu without my permission. I saw my hand grab him by the throat, and pick him up as if he were a doll… In horror I felt my tongue rake over my lips, and the same raspy voice say, "Good job, King! You let us out! Now we can play!" Uryuu began to turn blue, gasping for breath. I realized that I was going to kill him, and with every ounce of strength I had, I pressed back against the demons in me, pushing them into my own mind, as they screamed…. My hand let Uryuu fall.

I quickly fell as well, and my last image was of Yoruichi coming in the window.

When I awoke, my head was pounding. I was in a low cot, and Rukia was beside me, looking worried, her lip bleeding and her hands shaking. "Go to sleep." She coaxed, and I was glad to let her comfort me, her hand putting a cool cloth on my head as I slid into a state of mind where I couldn't hurt her or anyone… 'Maybe I had better stay here.' Was my last though.