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~day of the winter war~

Shunsui sighed heavily as he walked beside his friend. They were walking through the Dangai towards the human world. They were heading for the battle field. "Ma, why do things always have to end with a fight? Why can't it be over a cup of sake?"

"Enough Shunsui." Jushiro looked around them, but noticed that no one else was close enough to hear what they were saying. "You already got yelled at by Sensei. Don't go making it worse for yourself."

Shunsui continued to pout as they walked. "Why didn't Yamaji just include me on the recovery team? Why does it have to be the front line?"

Jushiro gave an exasperated sigh. "Sensei knows what he is doing. He knows who he needs and where he needs them. So stop complaining."

Both of them walked out of the glowing gate of the Senkaimon and joined the other Taichous and Fukutaichous that had already assembled. They stood in the air above the quiet town below them, and waited.

Shunsui tilted his hat down. "I really hope this doesn't turn into a war. A single battle...fine. But not a long drawn out war. The last one we were in was far too exhausting." Shunsui had no desire to be in a war. He still had nightmares about the other ones he had been whenever he got too drunk.

Jushiro looked out over the peaceful town below them. It almost didn't feel like they were about to have a battle. "I doubt your wish will come true. Very rarely does a battle of this scale not turn into a war."

The air began to quiver. All attention was drawn to a line forming in the sky. Slowly the line torn the sky apart and revealed a few figures walking out of it.

Shunsui eyed the figures with disdain. "I hate wars.

"Wing stood with her head bowed as she waited for Aizen to lead them to the world of the living. She felt a hand on her shoulder and looked up into cold brown eyes. "Is it time, Aizen-sama?" Wing slowly stood up as smiled at her.

Aizen gave Wing a peck on her cheek as he smiled at her. "You've gotten stronger, my little Wing. And yes, it is time to claim victory." Aizen looked at his other Espada. "You all have your targets and objectives. Don't fail me."

Aizen turned to the tear that was in the air in front of him. He began walking out with a triumphant smirk on his lips.

Wing followed directly behind Aizen. She was his rear guard, and she wasn't going to let anything happen.

She blinked a few times as she walked into the bright sunlight and looked out over the silent city below them. Her gaze was drawn to the shinigami standing in front of them. "Ise Nanao. Explain yourself." Wing cowered a bit at the Soutaichou's demands, he scared her a bit ever since he attacked her with his reiatsu.

"My Wing does not require an explanation. She is my first Vasto Lord, she just needed a good hiding place where she could develop properly and become stronger." Aizen looked behind him as he spoke. He held his hand out and ushered Wing to stand directly beside him. He had an arm around her shoulder as his other hand was on her other shoulder. "Thank you once again for your assistance, Kyoraku-Taichou."

Wing noticed a familiar reiatsu flare up. Shunsui wasn't happy. Wing looked around at the city below them again. Something wasn't quite right. "Aizen-sama..."

"I have noticed it as well. You all think I wouldn't notice. This city below us is a fake, the real one is in Soul Society." Wing could see the shock that was on most of the shinigami's faces. "I will just have to go through you, and create the King's Key in Soul Society." Wing noticed other Gargantas opening around them. The Espada were now joining them on the battlefield.

Wing tensed as she felt the temperature increase and flames surround them. She looked around with a slight panic. She calmed once she felt the hand on her shoulder give her a reassuring squeeze. "Do not worry. Theses flames will not hold us for long. We shall wait till our exit plan arrives." Wing nodded, of course Aizen-sama would have a plan. He was a brilliant man.

"Shall I display what is going on outside the fire wall?" Wing could create images out of her reiatsu by observing the vibrations from the reiatsu outside the flames with her hair that acted like her antennas. She had always enjoyed spying on people this way. That was how she could always know about all of the gossip that was going on in the division.

Aizen gave the Espada a smile. "Yes. That would be lovely." Wing returned the smile as she opened herself up to the flow of reiatsu around her. She created a sphere of reishi between her hands that was about the size of a fairly large watermelon. In the sphere a scene played out, it was Hitsugaya and Tier. "Show me Yamamoto." An old man looking towards the wall of fire appeared on the screen. "Show me Starrk." Wing changed the image once more.

The screen showed Starrk facing off against Shunsui. She couldn't help but tense as their battle grew fiercer. "So Kyoraku has decided to fight. Excellent. Wing, when we leave this prison of fire, would you be so kind as to bring me Kyoraku's head." Wing nodded as she continued to watch their battle, not really having fully grasped what she had just been asked to do. She couldn't help but feel upset when Shunsui sustained any injuries.

After several minutes, the air quivered around them and the sphere dissipated into the air. "I'm sorry, Aizen-sama. I will create another screen." Wing set about gathering more reiatsu.

"No need my dear. Our release is eminent." Aizen kissed her cheek again as he held her hands in his. The flames were soon put out and they were free to join the battle. "Now then, go and bring me Kyoraku's head. And Starrk's as well if he does anything...suspiciou."

"Yes. Aizen-sama." Wing set off towards Starrk. She wasn't completely sure she could do what was asked of her. She didn't want to be a monster.

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