3rd Person's POV

As soon as Hiyori raised her sword, her body was struck by a sword.

And so was Rumi's hand.

She had seen the attack coming, but it was too late. She had tried to warn her, but it was too late. She had tried to stop the attack, but it had been so sudden that she wasn't ready.

"One down." Gin grinned. Hiyori began falling, her sword out of her hands. As she fell, Shinji caught her and set her down on a collapsed building.

"Isn't Ichigo here yet? Ichigo!" Shinji yelled. He desperately turned towards Rumi.

"Rumi! You used a Garganta to get in here right? Then you can connect us to Hueco Mundo and bring Orihime! You can do that, right?" He yelled, his voice thick with desperation.

Rumi closed her eyes and tried to connect herself with Hueco Mundo, but the connection wouldn't come through.

"Sorry. The gates to Hueco Mundo are closed. Not even you can go through." Aizen taunted.

Rumi opened her eyes, and her eyes began to transform, her iris turning crimson red and her pupils transforming into a triple swirl, centered at the center of her pupils.

"Do you hate me?" Aizen asked. Shinji looked up, with a look that could kill. "If you do, then come at me. I shall make an exception for you and fight you with my sword."

Shinji set Hiyori down softly as Hachi came down.

"Hachi..."

"Yes?" He asked, already arrived at the scene.

"Sorry to ask you for this in your current condition, but take care of Hiyori. Do whatever you can to keep her alive. Just until Ichigo returns." Shinji said, getting up.

"I will." Hachi said.

Shinji was now facing off Aizen, his hand on the handle of his sword.

"Until Ichigo returns, huh? You trust that boy quite a lot, don't you?" Aizen asked, cocking his head to the side a little.

"It's something you can't understand. Not someone who can't even trust his comrades. Believing is the same as relying. That is something the weak do. We have no need for that."

"That's pretty rich coming from a guy with that many henchmen. You used your silver tongue to trick your subordinates into trusting you."

"No. I've never told my subordinates to trust me. I told them to follow me, but I never told them to trust me. I always told them never to trust anyone, including me. But sadly, there aren't any who are strong enough to do that. All creatures are unable to survive unless they trust and obey someone who is better than they are. To escape that pressure, those who are better than others search for their superiors. Those who are superior, search for even stronger individuals they can believe in. Thus the king of everything was born. Thus the god of everything was born." Aizen gave Shinji a menacing stare, pausing for a moment. "Don't believe me yet, Shinji Hirako. I'm going to take my time and show you which god you should believe in. You can decide on what to believe afterwards."

There was a sudden gush of wind, and a purplish black light. Tosen had his hand covering his face, the blackish purple light forming at his palm.

Rumi's eyes widened, when she shoulder known that this could've been a possibility, him being Aizen's subordinate and all.

His body was covered with the Hollow skin, a full mask covering every part of his face. There were no eye slits; there were no openings in his mask except for a thin line through the middle from his forehead and down to the chin area.

Rumi's red eyes narrowed at the sight, clearly not pleased by what she was seeing. Her mind, thoughts and emotions were being trampled by this very battleground, and it barely has been an hour since she entered.

The wolf Captain, Komamura, began battling a Hollowfied Tosen, obviously Tosen having the upper hand in the battle.

Aizen drew his sword, the blade shining in the sunlight.

"You finally drew your sword. You sure like to take your time." Shinji commented.

Rumi was concentrated on Shinji and Aizen, planning to aid Shinji if he needed to.

"Are you scared? It's no use trying to ignore me. No matter how strong you are you must still have your doubts. You said it yourself a hundred years ago. That's why you don't know anything about my zanpakuto's powers."

"Do you think I can't do anything unless I know its power?" Aizen asked.

"Who knows? But I already know that your zanpakuto controls your opponent's senses."

"Are you saying that's my disadvantage?"

"No, I'm not. Let me tell you this, Aizen. If you think your Kyokasuigetsu is the only zanpakuto that can completely control a person's senses, you're gravely mistaken." Shinji held his sword tightly.

"Kyokasuigetsu... Complete hypnosis of the five senses... Be careful, Shinji." Rumi warned.

His gaze didn't falter, but he had gotten Rumi's message. Don't screw up, or else you'll die, and I'll have to get your corpse, kill Aizen, then smack your corpse a couple of times, then give you a burial. That's how thing worked between them two.

"Collapse, Sakanade."