I was back into that rugged training area again. The large boulders seemed to have been moved for some odd reason, even though there were no marks on the sparsely grassed rocky terrain. For some reason the sun beat down on me from the clear blue sky, which radiated off of the ground to make me even more overheated. I sighed and drew my Zanpakutou.

The Soul Reapers seemed less tense now. There were numerous ones behind me, on guard still. There were eight behind a desk on which were computers, watching me and taking notes to my right, and to my left there were ten, all operating strange machines. They called it 'measurements'...Whatever that was. I huffed and put a hand on my Zanpakutou sheath, which was circled around my waist. Making sure my sheath was still there, I put a hand on my Zanpakutou.

I had been told to smash a boulder and to use up all my strength. I wasn't really sure how to fulfill this order, but I was still going to try. Earlier, before we started training, Captain (who was currently by the eight scientists to my right reading the screens with Nemu) had Nemu show me and teach me about Spiritual Pressure. I almost instantly got the hang of it.

Putting both of my hands on my Zanpakutou, I slowly tried to release my Spiritual Pressure. It was a little unstable at first, but soon I had it circling around my feet and licking off my sword. My personel Spiritual Pressure was black with pink in it, and a white outline. I liked it very much. I believe that it was describing me, yes?

I raised my sword automatically. For some reason this part came naturally to me. I jumped up in the air, somehow focusing Spiritual Pressure to my feet to make me fly as high up as the large boulder in front of me. When I was about to land on top of it, I heavily brought my sword down on it.

My blade easily cut several this boulder clear in half. So...today...my body wants to serve just as much as my mind? That's good. I'm so...relieved. The warm feeling spread through me as the bouler fell apart.

"Good job! Your strength is improving. Now do it again." Captain's voice echoed throughout the large chamber that seemed to have no walls save the one behind me, which had a gigantic staircase leading up. I nodded bravely. I could do this. I could show up the new specimen. Even if...I wanted to connect with him.

I hacked my way through boulders, only braking a small sweat. I couldn't quite comprehend why this came so naturally to me...but at least it made Captain happy. So I didn't worry. As long as everything went smooth, why should I waste time worrying and ruin that?

The day was slowly passing by and I was getting more and more tired...I could feel it. It wasn't like yesterday. This seemed to be warning me in more ways than one. My feet were starting to ache...my hands...and for some odd reason, my head was dizzy.

Starting to think about why I might be dizzy, it abruptly got worse. I wavered before falling over, but alas, I was still pretty close to all of the Soul Reapers and Captain. Immediately, 'paramedics' rushed over and started testing and asking questions as to what could've gone wrong.

"What's wrong? Does it hurt anywhere?" asked the blue-haired scientist from yesterday. I nodded slowly.

"My head...My head is so...dizzy..."

I awoke gently in my bed. There was a small machine next to me that had little beeps coming from it. I looked over at it and the name instantly came to mind. Heart Rate Monitor. I sighed. Why do I keep doing that?

As my eyes traveled around the room, I realized that the bed was occupied in the corner. I studied the...specimen...in the bed. I had to make my choice now. Or forever hold my peace. Friends... I remembered my lonely feeling earlier. Or foes? They looked quite strong. It wouldn't be easy. But...either way...

I still might be kicked out. Destroyed. Exterminated...Too many words come to mind for comfort. I let out another shaky breath as nausea swept over me. It seems... I thought, fighting the urge to puke. That whenever I... It was getting a little worse now. Question or remember something... I could feel it welling up. I get...sick! I screamed the last word inside of me while I rolled over and started to puke off of my bed, thankfully into a trashcan. I slowly coughed and spat.

Captain...Where are you? I suddenly realized that I was alone with this person. I coughed and hacked up more puke as they watched seriously. Why won't you...help me?

Then the strangest thought came over me. Something completely alien. A new feeling altogether. Something...I wished had never happened. Why did you do this? The...thing...that thought that... It wasn't me. The voice was much too strong. Much too determined. Much too spiteful. Much too...different.

That wasn't me. But then...why did it come over me?

I was running. As fast as I could. My short legs could only go so fast, so I used Spiritual Pressure to help me. Soul Reapers were chasing me. Yelling, screaming. They used to frighten me... But now they were just victims. To my hunger...and my fun.

As I ran through the densely crowded forest, a Soul Reaper came out of nowhere in front of me, sword poised and ready to stab me through my chest. My green eyes narrowed as I brought up my left hand. My hand easily cut him down, as I had no fingers, just claws. Very, very strong and deadly claws. They could grow or shrink to help me fight...or play.

Another jumped in front of me. My green eyes widened, suprised, behind my dark purple masquerade mask. I couldn't stop running completely -there were tons chasing me- but I did pause long enough to see it's lighter purple and yellow ribbons fly past me a little.

I took off at an even faster pace, this time just grabbing the face of the Reaper and throwing it aside with my normal right hand. He cried out and screamed as he landed on a sharp tree trunk and stopped moving. I glanced at the blood gushing from his head longingly before going faster.

Then, suddenly without barely registering it, there was something blinding white in front of me. Scared, I whipped out my tail blade and immediately jumped at it, my tail arching over my head and striking the supposed blade that emerged from the figure.

Author's Note: Wow...Just wow...I can't help but feel like I got a little carried away with the memory segment...But that's okay! xD I'll think of something. Hope you guys enjoyed my teasing XD