"Again!" yelled Szayel.

I was exhausted. I had been at this for hours, sparing with some lower arrancar. Szayel had been critiquing my every move. I was no expert swordsman…or woman. I wasn't going to be doing anything perfect. My hook swords were hard to control and use them effectively. Szayel was giving me lots of pointers on how to hook them together to use them for a defensive block. My body was aching. Everything hurt, but I still kept going. The purple haired arrancar lept at me with full force, I blocked it effectively.

I had managed to release my zanpakuto the day before. It turns out the dragon that I had been dreaming about had been my zanpokuto manifestation. Once I entered my little mind palace and I had started to call it, everything else fell into place. There was no major test of strength, I guess he figured I'd been through enough. He was curled up in what looked like a Medieval Castle. He was a dark red with flecks of gold sprinkling his body. His name was Nathair Dearg. I'll never forget when I first heard his name. My regular katana split into to hook swords. I'd gotten pretty good at catching the second one before it hit the ground. The swords reminded me of Jet's from Avatar.

"Again." Szayel said, breaking me out of my daydream.

I let out an annoyed moan. I was getting angry and frustrated. I was trying my best, but I couldn't get all of this in a day. I felt my anger fester in my chest, burning and clawing up to the surface. The female arrancar lunged and me again. I gritted my teeth and took my stance. Instead of acting defensively like Szayel had been telling me, I leapt forward. I could feel a burning heat grow in my hands. I side stepped, dodging her first attack. I blocked her with my first sword, I swung at her head with the second. She narrowly avoided it. They heat in my hands grew more intense as the battle kept going. She charged again, pushing both of my arms down to the ground. She tried to disarm me by turning her sword under my own, twisting them out of my hand. I held strong and kept my stance. This clearly annoyed my opponent. She pushed me back with great force. I stumbled a bit, but kept my footing. I saw that Szayel was about to speak, so I charged forward yet again, throwing my entire weight foreword. The heat got more extreme and a flash a red filled my eyes. I felt my swords connect with something. I looked up. The surrounding ground was on fire. The trail was like a crescent moon from where my opponent had somehow blocked it. It was not a purple haired female standing before me, but a pink haired Espada.

I looked around realizing what had happened. Somehow I had used a fire blast of some sort and Szayel had to jump in to protect the other girl. He had obviously brushed it away as though it was nothing, but the arrancar against the wall looked more than a little fazed. She had a shocked expression on her face and I saw that there was a bit of soot on her cheeks and embers in her hair. 'Wow, I just did that?' I thought.

"I think that we might be finished for today. You can wait for Lex; she is not finished yet." Szayel said lowering his sword.

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I was a bit surprised at myself for being able to wield, well have, such a power. I giggled slightly as I walked toward Ulquiorra. Lex was sitting on the ground in some form of trance.

"Is she okay?" I asked waving my hand in front of her face.

"She has entered her own spirit realm." Ulquiorra replied.

I nodded. I remembered going into my own little world. I sat down In front of Lex, hoping that she would find her way.

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Lex's Point of View

I walked through a meadow on a cliff by the sea. I saw a lady under a single tree. I couldn't really see her to well because of the shade of the tree. I began to walk toward her. I saw that she wore a white kimono with a purple sash. She had long purple hair that came a little past her waist. Her eyes were partially hidden by her straight cut bangs. I could see that they were a shade of yellow. She had tan skin that contrasted nicely with her white kimono.

"Umm…do you know where the hell I am?" I asked.

"You are in a world inside of yourself. I am …" She said in a slightly Spanish accent.

I guess that this was my zanpakuto spirit. That is why I couldn't hear her name. She walked up to me and grabbed my hand. She walked us toward the cliff and looked at the glistening ocean. It was a really beautiful scene.

"Do you want to become stronger?" she asked.

I nodded my head in reply.

"Then sometimes you just have to take a leap of faith." she said calmly.

With that she shoved me off of the cliff. I started screaming and flailing my arms. The woman was falling alongside me, a bit more gracefully though.

"You must find your way Alexandra. Find your own power and wield it."

I looked up and saw box falling on top of me. One hit me in the head.

"GAH! Don't you think that you could, I don't know, you could stop throwing freaking boxes at me!"

The women made no reply. She just stared at me with her piercing yellow eyes. I was still looking at her when I hit the water with a hard smack. The waves turned over me. My long black hair was all in mess and in my face. I brushed it out of the way and opened my eyes. Surprisingly, the water didn't sting my eyes and I could see clearly. The boxes were still coming down. I saw a red one and swam for it. Ulquiorra had told me that shinigami spirit ribbons were red, so I guess that would be the box that I needed. I got to the box and opened it. Inside was the hilt of a sword. The handle was gold and the braided grip was a dark purple. I began to pull the sword out of the box.

"Take it and say my name."

I spun around and that damn lady was there. Geez, did she know how to sneak up on someone! I turned back to the box and began to pull it from the red box.

"Brillo, Princesa Violeta!" I screamed causeing air bubbles to emerge.

The women smiled at me as she faded away.

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"Lex, Lex, oh my God!" I heard Lennie scream.

I looked at Lennie standing there in her shinigami uniform with a red sash and a darker red tie that usually held her swords, but they were now in her hands. She had really cool looking weapons. They had a black hilt with a red braided grip. The hilt was also black. It was a circle with fireballs engraved in it. The blades themselves were dark steel. She was looking at me wide eyed. Szayel was beside her with almost the same expression on his face. I looked down to see what they were gaping over. What I saw caused me to gasp. My sword was no longer its plain old self, but it was now in its shikai stage. It was beautiful. The hilt was gold and the grip was purple just like I remembered. There were two ribbons attached to a ring that was looped around a hole in the guard. One was about an inch wide and was lavender. The other was about a quarter of an inch and was a dark purple, almost black. The guard was square and gold. The only thing that wasn't solid was the hole for the ribbons. The blade itself was long and thick. It also was squared off, so it looked like a rectangle. The blade was tinted in lavender. My admiration of the sword was interrupted by Lennie.

"That's freaking sweet Lex! It reminds me of Violet's sword from Ultraviolet! It's so cool and it's purple!" Lennie squealed.

Ulquiorra patted my back lightly. I smiled back at him. He remained as expressionless as ever. I wondered if he did that by choice, or he just couldn't express emotions. I've seen him change expressions, even though it's very subtle. I just loved his messy hair. I stood up and tested the swords weight in my hand.

"You need to practice with it today. Lennie had already finished so you will stay here with me. I hope that Cirucci is up to sparing with you after Lennie almost incinerated her, though she wasn't in her release form. I'm sure if she was she could have blocked it." Ulquiorra said.

"Wait, WHAT?"

Lennie just shrugged her shoulders. Damn, I was going to have some catching up to do. I saw Szayel smile at Lennie. She didn't notice, but I did. I knew that Lennie had a little thing for him, though she would never admit it even to herself. I knew that I liked Ulqui. That was one of the biggest differences between Lennie and me. I always knew what I wanted and acted on those feelings; where Lennie would just bottle everything up until she eventually exploded. That's one reason I liked Shinji, Lennie always seemed to be a little bit more confident and outgoing when she was with him. Then that stupid skinny jackass had to go and dumb her without so much as a proper goodbye. Damn gay haired asshole.

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Lennie's Point of View

Lex seemed to be deep in thought staring at her new weapon. I have to admit that I was a tad bit jealous. Her weapon just seemed so feminine, where mine was pretty masculine. Lex looked to Ulquiorra who shoved her onto the practice field. I waved goodbye as I headed out with Szayel. We walked down the hall in silence. I was back in my regular body and was staring at me black boots.

"Hey Szayel, how about we go to your room for a bit?" I asked.

Szayel turned to look at me quickly. He looked really shocked. 'Whoops, maybe that was a bad idea.' I thought to myself. Szayel's eyes were locked onto mine. They were searching for something, something that was unclear to me. All I knew was that looking into his eyes made me weak in the knees. They were just such a unique color and they were beautiful. I swallowed hard trying to compose myself.

"And why would we do that?" Szayel asked.

'Ah shit, it's not like I had a reason. I probably better make one up.' I thought. I shouldn't have asked. I didn't even know why I did it. I just opened my stupid mouth without thinking. I'm sure he has much more important things to deal with than silly old me.

"Umm…to look through your movies and books?"

"Why are you saying that as though you are asking me?"

"Uh… cause I didn't really have a reason. It just sounded like a good idea at the time, but I-I guess it was just kind of stupid. I mean, I'm sure you have some other things that you have to do."

Szayel bent down just a little and grabbed my shoulders. I grew hot with embarrassment. I'm sure it was obvious and either Szayel didn't care or he wasn't really looking at me skin; he was looking directly in my eyes.

"That's not what I meant. I just didn't think that you would actually want to."

"Umm… then why would I ask?" I replied with my voice shaking.

Szayel let out a groan and stood up. He pulled his bangs back and tugged at them anxiously. 'Hey, that's what I do when I get stressed out or frustrated.' I thought.

"I don't know. Ugh come on let's just go." Szayel said sharply.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me down the adjacent hallway. This was going to be pretty interesting.