Well, hello there! Its been a bit since my last update... and I thought that maybe I should get another chapter out. (I am sorry that I can't do regular updates... its just that I get distracted way too... oh shiny! )
The door shut behind the former captain and she listened to his footsteps receding along the passage way. She found her mind wandering all over the place as she tried to come to terms with all of the information that she had just gained. Deep down, Yume felt a rage boiling- one that blotted out the sorrow like an eclipse blotted out the sun.
I have to go kill something, or I'm gonna go crazy. She smirked as the thought continued. And I doubt that going on a homicidal rampage would be beneficial. The Arrancar might like me better, but I doubt that showing Aizen that I've lost my sanity would make him trust me enough to let me head to the human world.
With help from her zanpakuto and Gin, Yume figured that she should be able to plunge herself into the role of spy and double agent easily.
If I keep my head, I should be able to trick Aizen into allowing me to giving Soul Society information. Tosen, however, I will have to be more careful around. I know that he does not trust me.
An hour or so- at least, that was how long Yume thought she had waited- she left her prison cell and headed down to the sands of Hueco Mundo. She needed something to distract her from the ghostly memory of her sister's terrified face. With a momentary effort of her will, she turned her thoughts from the tear-filled silver eyes of her sister's memory. Silently, Yume pondered the never-changing desert that surrounded the castle of Las Noches.
This place is one ridiculous joke after another. What kind of world has no sunlight? A place for the damned...
Drawing her blade, Yume steeled her nerves for the torment that would follow and then called Hatsuyume into the light of the crescent moon.
"So, my dear Yume, " the smoke shadow purred, "I take it that you are ready for the next stage of our training- you must be willing to attack without mercy... I know that you have been holding back."
"Would I have called you here otherwise?" The bite in the former lieutenant's voice momentarily took the zanpakuto spirit aback.
"Gees, touchy..." And with that last remark, Hatsuyume shifted into the form of Rei and attacked.
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The silver-haired girl had lost track of how many hours she had spent out in the desert mercilessly destroying her own heart. Indeed, time no longer seemed to matter. Though, the sadistic Hatsuyume was aware that they had been through the illusion of everyone who mattered in the girl's heart more than once.
To Yume's astonishment, she began to feel nothing as she destroyed the attachments of her heart. In fact, she began to find her mind wandering once more. At the moment, she was fighting Renji.
Yume struck and sliced off part of the illusion's red hair, causing it to frown. As the Renji-look-alike attacked in a moment of annoyance, Yume danced out of the way of its blade. As she dodged an overhead strike from her opponent, her mind began focusing on the path ahead of her.
At least I now have two accomplices- of sorts, if you can count Gin and Hatsuyume- in this place. Now, all I need is someone to carry the information that I gain back to the Seireitei...
Yume met the next attack with one of her own, and to her pleasure, she almost managed to disarm her opponent with a single strike.
Hopefully, Aizen will provide just the opportunity that I need when he asks me to capture and torture some of my previous comrades...
The image in front of her shifted to that of Captain Kyoraku- who on more than one occasion, Yume had gone drinking with. With a vengeance, the image began to attack her- however, her line of thought continued without breaking.
I need to come up with some form of plan that will allow them to escape however.
A swing was directed at her left side. Without having to think of her reaction, she rolled out of the way and struck at the back of the pink flowered kimono. Her enemy spun as well and at that moment, the form of her opponent shifted to that of her friend Izuru- his blade blocking the strike.
His voice gently begged for her attention and his face was one full of sorrow, "Yume, please don't. Its me..."
Her attack never wavered, and her aim was true. She felt the blade hit home into his heart as the illusion vanished.
Hatsuyume appeared in place of the illusion. Both stared at the blade in astonishment. "Well, Yume... I have to admit... you're better at this that I had thought."
"Of course I am. I'm not a weak little child." There was contempt in the normally light voice of the former lieutenant.
"Oho... you have grown up." The smoke shadow grinned, "And you seem to have almost gained your wings."
Yume threw a cursory glance over her shoulder. Indeed, the sadistic zanpakuto had been correct- the wings were almost fully formed.
"Next time... I think you will be worthy enough to begin learning how to enter a person's mindscape." Slowly, the smoke dissipated as Yume sheathed her blade.
Shaking her head, she began to stretch her body to relieve the tension that the loss of her sister- and the resultant training- had created in her muscles.
In fact, this might prove to be a rather fun game... Gees, I'm starting to scare myself- I sound way too sinister for my own good.
Somewhere, deep inside, Yume found herself worried about the fact that her lust for violence had not been satiated by her training. Lost in her own thoughts, she began to roam the halls of Las Noches, lashing out with her blade and with random kido spells at every Arrancar brave enough to step into her line of sight.