When someone is known to have the ability to regenerate, most people assume that the ability to heal is phenomenal. That the ability is able to make it seem as if the injury never even occurred. I hate to admit it, but those people, well they are far from right. You see, with each and every regeneration my body went through, an agonising feeling would emerge and it wouldn't vanish for days. My regeneration wasn't something that instantly occurred, it wasn't some magic healing power. The regeneration process was a long and painful. It was a process that could take anywhere from a number of hours to several days or even weeks.

So it should be no surprise that when I woke up with no memory of what had happened, and immediately noticed that all too familiar feeling occurring in my chest, that I was injured. I must've been. Even after I took a deep breath and managed to I force my eyes open, I barely managed to push that feeling to the side as I tried to adjust to my surroundings.

But you see, I was still confused, no matter how hard I tried I couldn't remember the events that had taken place. I could clearly remember Grimmjow starting a fight, I remembered protecting Ukitake, but that's all that I could recall. But still, even with just a fragment of my memories, I was still enough to anger me. Grimmjow had threated to take Ukitake's life afterall, and that's all the motivation I needed to jump to my feet, and attack Grimmjow the moment I laid eyes on him. Noticed injuries covering his body, however I didn't have enough sympathy welling up inside of me to care. I grabbed the already injured arrancar by the collar pulling him down to my height, as I spat words of poison at him. "I'm going to fucking kill you." I hissed, however just before I was about to attack, the voice of Lord Aizen distracted me for an anger filled trance, as my attention was immediately focus on him.

"Ulquiorra-Kun! Back away from Grimmjow!" He spoke calmly as my hand immediately flew to my side. That's when it hit me. I was back is Hueco Mundo. Why was I back in Hueco Mundo? But most impportantly why was I in Lord Aizen's throne room?

"Step forward." He continued as I tried to snap myself for my thoughts and reluctantly obeyed the order. "Grimmjow-Kun tells me you protected the soul reaper I ordered you to kill? Is this true?" Lord Aizen asked me in a kind voice as I stared blankly at the ground. God damn that bastard! Is he trying to get me killed? "No Lord Aizen, I didn't do such a thing." I lied, biting my lip slightly. To be honest, I was afraid. I had seen what Lord Aizen had done to those who betrayed him, so it made sense for someone to be consumed with fear while being place in my position… But it was strange.., fear was something that rarely consumed me. In fact emotions in general rarely ever consumed me… I guess I had changed. "You liar!" Grimmjow hissed, his voice shaking slightly. He knew Lord Aizen trusted me more than the other Arrancars, and that thought terrified him because if this came down to word of mouth alone, Grimmjow would be the one getting punished, not me. Sadly though, this is Lord Aizen we are dealing with and he would never leave it up to pure words alone. "Grimmjow-Kun, quiet! Ulquiorra-Kun, if you would be so kind. Your memories." Lord Aizen requested as I froze, I knew it… I should not have lied… This was only going to end up badly. "My what?" I whispered, trying to work out a way out of this situation, but my attempts were feeble. "Use your Solita Vista. Now." Aizen ordered, as I took a deep breath… He wasn't going to like what he saw, so it was best to start preparing myself for the consequences.

I removed my left eyeball out of it socket, trying to ignore the excruciating pain that came along with the action, but I concealed all the pain, biting my lip hard in a desperate attempt to keep the scream bottled up inside of me as I crushed my eyeball turning it to dust. Immediately a montage of my memories began to replay in front of everyone's eyes. Showing all the events that had happened since I had left Huceo Mundo, meaning that Lord Aizen saw everything. He saw the events that took place within my capture as well as the emotional outburst I had while arguing with Ichigo. He even saw the details of the fight which had just recently occurred with Grimmjow, as well as the actions I took in order to protect Ukitake. It was then that Lord Aizen's doubts were confirmed and he, along with everyone else knew of my lies.

"Ulquiorra, Explain yourself." Lord Aizen said remaining calm. His eyes seemed to examine me, as he waited for a response, obviously using my next words as a way to determine my fate but I foolishly remained silent, which only caused Lord Aizen's eyes to become somewhat angered. "I asked you to explain yourself." Aizen asked sternly, tapping his finger against the arm rest of his throne as he awaited for my reply. "I- I.." I tried to respond to Lord Aizen, but words refused to form. "Very well then. These are my orders, Ulquiorra-Kun, Follow me." he spoke, standing from his seat as Grimmjow looked down solemnly, mouthing the words 'Good Luck as Lord Aizen led me into a spare room.

I entered the room as Lord Aizen shut the door behind m, gesturing for me to hand over my Zanpakuto. I was hesitant, I knew that as soon as I handed over my weapon, an chance I had of defending myself, but I knew I was better off not disobeying another order, after all that's exactly why I was in this situation in the first place. I took a deep breath before handing over my Zapakuto, taking a step backwards as I saw a twisted look enter Lord Aizen's eyes.

Lord Aizen removed my Zanpakuto from its sheath as he began to admire the detail "I must say, this Zanpakuto of yours is quite remarkable. It's truly a shame for such an incredible weapon to be wasted on the likes of a traitor like you." He hissed as he filled the gap between the two of us. I was frozen in fear and refused to move a muscle as Lord Aizen continued speaking. "Now tell me Ulquiorra-Kun, Why would you betray your comrades? Why would you betray me? I gave you an order didn't I?" He asked sounding genuinely betrayed, making the guilt well up inside of me, as I took another step backwards, knowing I had to put some distance between the two of us. However those plans came crashing down when my back collided with a wall. Lord Aizen stared at me with a look of disgust, as he watched as I desperately searched for an escape. "Still insistent on remaining silent are we?" He chuckled, swinging my Zanpakuto slightly. "Very well, why don't I make you scream until silence completely consumes you?" He spoke blankly, as he dropped my sheath to the ground, impaling my foot with my Zanpakuto as he pinned my arms above my head.

The sharp pain in my foot distracted me long enough for Aizen clasp something around my wrists. It wasn't until after he released me, and my arms remained above me, restrained, that I realised Lord Aizen had managed to make me utterly defenceless, making me finally understand the meaning of his previous words.

All of a sudden, with one swift movement, the zanpakuto left my foot as the feeling of cold metal emerged into my stomach, causing me to gasp at the impact, blood filling my mouth. Lord Aizen slowly removed my Zanpakuto from my body, twisting it slightly, as I spat out a mouthful of blood, coughing as I waited for my regeneration abilities to kick in. But unfortunately, my body was currently focused on restoring my eye, and with the presence of a few new wounds my regeneration wouldn't come easily, and somehow I think that is exactly what Lord Aizen wanted.

He continued to make many more attacks, covering my body with wounds of all sizes and eventually my body started to give way. My legs slowly turned to jelly, forcing me fall forward, no longer retaining the ability to stand. But due to the restraints, my body merely dangled there as Lord Aizen continued to throw me around.

"Shall we finally get serious now Ulquiorra?" Lord Aizen asked, shaking my body slightly, as I stared at the ground, a small whimper escaping my lips. There was no way I could take much more of this. I used to be so strong, but it seems as if my tolerance for pain had decreased dramatically since I met Ukitake. I guess Lord Aizen realised that and this method was designed in order to try turn me back into my old self. But dammit! Even if I was in a situation like this I usually wouldn't feel any of it! So why was this different? Why was I just sitting here and taking it...?

Unfortunately, no matter how hard I tried to talk myself up, no matter how much effort I put into trying to defend myself it was hopeless. My body remained frozen in fear, knowing that there was no way to win… I was up against Lord Aizen after all.

Then, suddenly, Lord Aizen ditch the blade and instead he tangled his fists in my hair, grabbed my hair, lifting my head upwards in order to force me to look at him. 'Ahhh-" I gasped, the pull currently being applied to my skull causing me to clench my eyes shut as Lord aizen continued to speak "Ulquiorra-Kun, what's with this look of fear in your eyes? You never used to look at me like that. It's such a shame, you were such a loyal follower, and I really would hate to toss you away." Lord Aizen spoke in a kind, loving voice, as if trying to fool me into thinking he needed me, but I knew that wasn't true, I was expendable. He didn't need me. "But I'll give you a chance Ulquiorra-Kun, Beg for it. Beg for me to show mercy on you, beg for me to fix this problem. Ask and you shall receive." But even though Lord Aizen's word were as clear as day, and I understood that I had a way out of this situation, I remained silent.

Lord Aizen became angered by my silence as he threw my head downwards, causing a whiplash effect to travel down my neck. He picked up my Zanpakuto, striking me as the blade ripped through my leg, cutting the limb right off. Blood began to flow rapidly from my veins as I let out an agonizing scream. "Beg for it Ulquiorra-Kun." Aizen repeated, as the blade impaled my right shoulder. But stubbornly, I remained silent and within moments, my right arm was no more. My body started to dangle from the single restraint holding my body up as Aizen continued to attack.

For hours, Aizen continued to brutally assault my body in many ways, shapes and forms. He would amputate a limb and then wait for my regeneration to finally kick in before suddenly starting with his assaults once again. However due to the continuous attacks, Lord Aizen had abandoned the use of restraints and my body became nothing more than a motionless heap on the floor. My breathing was heavy, and my eyesight was blurred, but none of that stopped me from feeling every attack, or the foot colliding with my stomach as Lord Aizen mumbled the word 'pathetic.' I had reached my limit, I had had enough… "Forgive me Lord Aizen… I was wrong…" I whispered, as a soft chuckle escaped Lord Aizen's lips. "What would you like me to do about that Ulquiorra-Kun?" Aizen asked curiously, a smirk placed upon his lips. "Anything… I-I… want you to fix ev-" I tried to speak, but found myself struggling to get the words out, but I didn't need to, Lord Aizen knew what I had intended to say and he had gotten the from me what he wanted.

"Good. You can relax now." He spoke, as I nodded softly closing my eyes as I tried to regulate by breathing. But that proved to be a difficult task considering my injuries. It was in that moment that I realised, I had spoken words which should have never been spoken. "Grimmjow-Kun, Take Ulquiorra-Kun to his room to regenerate, I want Szayel-Kun over there pronto, and have him wipe Ulquiorra's memories of the past few days." Lord Aizen spoke, as I felt myself being lifted by a pair of strong arms, By Grimmjow. "Geez you idiot… Why did you have to fuck up like that?" He mumbled holding my body close as everything went black.