Orihime and Arata return home after an eventful shopping spree. After the training session with Urahara and Yoruichi, the two made their way to the mall where they spent their time going to store after store for clothes just for Arata before eating out at a restaurant.

Arata kept saying to the teen girl that he didn't need so many clothes but Orihime thought otherwise. In the end, the executioner relented, having no choice to follow. The woman was housing him. The least he could do was to listen.

By the time they came back home, they had bought four bags of clothes, all for Arata. In total, they bought him a total of six t-shirts, three tank-tops, two jeans, two basketball shorts, two cargo shorts, a couple packs of underwear, three jackets, three pairs of shoes, and a light blue beanie with a cartoon bunny on it.

She bought the beanie because she thought he needed to look "more approachable" as Orihime thought.

Being someone who has lived a life that was more than spartan and being a wanderer, Arata didn't have a lot of clothes or any material possessions back in Heathmoor. So having such an abundance of clothes like he does now was odd to the masked-man.

"At least you have other options other than your usual garbs" Orihime states.

"Lucky for me, you bought... cheap clothes" Arata said, unsure if the clothes were indeed cheap. He had not yet understood the currency system yet. "I'll pay you back as soon as I get payed"

"Oh do worry about it Arata. I didn't spend so much money so you don't need to"

"Regardless, it would be unfair of me not to. Just accept it woman. I'm gonna pay you back"

Orihime smiles, nodding in acceptance. She really did mean that she didn't need Arata paying her back. She did it because she wanted to. But still, the fact that Arata is going to pay her back, even when he didn't need to, was nice.

"If that makes you happy, okay. Goodnight Arata" and she went off to bed.

In Hueco Mundo...

"Gin, is the machine ready?"

"Yes lord Aizen. It shouldn't break down this time, what with the improved steel we implemented" Gin said, smiling at the control panel.

Aizen smiles and places the Hogyoku inside the teleporter. He goes by Gin as the smiling man prepares to active the once destroyed machine. He turns it on, and watches along with Aizen as the powerful orb inside sparks and ignites the machine with its potent energy. The teleporter sparks, light blink on and off at the control panel. The Hogyoku's energy cause the teleporter and panel to shakes but because of the improvements made, everything stays stable with the exception of a few crack appearing.

Inside the hollow cylinder, purple and blue electricity crackle within before it is envelopes in portal door.

Gin jumps in excitement. "Oh yes! we did it!"

Aizen smirks, plans already forming within his complex mind. "Good. We should get a team assembled to-"

"Wait," Gin interrupts. "Something is coming through"

"Oh?" and Aizen turns his attention back to the portal. True as Gin says, the portal sparks as something or someone walks through.

A leg steps out before another before a whole body arrives, stepping into the room. It was a woman, of a height of 5'5 and a shaven head. She was dressed in similar clothes to Arata with the exception of his tattoos. The woman though had a few different aspects than Arata, one being her axe.

It was a decorative piece of melee weaponry, with a large, double-headed axe head depicting a white woman on one blade and a red oni on the other. On top of the woman was a white crescent moon while a red full moon loomed over the red oni. A total of five doll head were seen on the axe, one being on the pommel while four surrounded on the shaft near the head. There was black wrapping on the shaft on two different areas with a red, ruby-like material separating them.

(A/N: The Konohana Sakura weapon set)

The other notable difference was the mask. While Arata's was flat and simple, the woman's mask was more detailed, looking more like a face but still held an expressionless look. Red rope was also on the chin of the mask. There was also writing on the mask that if translated to English says "Do not forget, I am the reaper".

Aizen and Gin stand at attention as the woman enters. They quickly sense her, feeling a significant amount of reiatsu or spiritual pressure, more than that of a regular human but the size of an insect to the former captains. Aizen walks up to her, intrigued.

"And who might you be miss?" he asks.

The woman looks up at him, already sensing the hidden danger within him. "Isn't it more gentlemanly to introduce yourself first before asking a lady their name?" she playfully asks.

Aizen chuckles. "Of course. Where are my manners? My name is Sosuke Aizen. I am the leader of this place. And who might you be?"

"Lord Aizen" Gin says, taking away Aizen's attention away from the woman.

"What is it Gin?"

"The machine is starting to break. I will need to shut it down to prevent an other explosion" he say.

"Hold on for one minute Gin" he directs. "I know this is all disorienting but just to let you know, through that door," he then points towards the portal. "is your only way back home so I suggest if you wish to return back-"

"No" she said. "I don't know what's happening but this is all very entertaining. I think I'll stay here"

Aizen smirks. He already deduced what kind of woman she was the moment she walked in. He figured she was wanted to stay but just wanted to present the option for her.

"Very well. Gin, you can turn off the machine" he said. Moments later, the portal closes, leaving the machine cracked, looking like it was going to break down with just a gust of wind.

"Now then... what is your name?" Aizen asks her again.

He could not see, but the woman smiled underneath the wooden mask.

"My name is Sakura. Pleasure to meet you Sosuke Aizen"

In the world of the living...

Arata snaps awake, feeling as though a familiar presence permeate his mind. It was a feeling he had not felt in a long time, a feeling that was abandoned the moment he left his training. It confused him, unsure of what caused it, but knew that something happened somewhere just to cause this to happen.

He looks at the clock, seeing that it was a couple hours after midnight. He sighs, knowing that with this feeling in him, he isn't going to be getting a nights rest. He adjust his seating and takes a deep breathe before starting to mediate. He might as well work on finding his inner world now that he won't be going back to sleep.

In Hueco Mundo...

Sakura walks behind Aizen and Gin as they walked through the fortress that was Las Noches. They passed multiple arrancar servants, all of whom bowed at the sight of their leader. Sakura notes their appearances, noticing that they share two similarities: the hole in their bodies and the bone fragment on around their face.

"They revere you" Sakura comments.

"More like they fear him" Gin says.

"Really? Why is that?" she questions.

"I am powerful. More powerful than anyone in this palace" Aizen states.

The masked-woman eyes at him behind her mask. "That's a pretty bold statement Sosuke. Beware that your confidence doesn't turn on you" she lightly warns.

Aizen simply smiles down at her. "I appreciate the concern but rest assured, I have everything under control"

In the corner of his eye, he sees her swing her axe at him. While the attack was fast by human standards, by soul reaper standards, it moved at a snail's pace. He doesn't even catch the blade between his fingers. He stops it with just his pinky.

"Well, isn't this surprising" she states, starring at her axe that didn't even break skin. "You really are strong"

Aizen continues smiling at her. "Perhaps I can show you more"

And then, a large pressure immediately sends Sakura down to the ground, grasping for air. Nothing was on her person. No weight to weigh her down but it felt like a boulder was placed on her back and was getting heavier with every passing second. And Aizen wasn't even putting his all, only using a minuscule amount of his reiatsu.

"I must admit... for a human to last this long, exposed this a level of power, I am impressed" he said, his smug disposition never leaving him. He lets up his power, allowing Sakura to get back up.

She panted for breathe. "This world... " she then smiles underneath her mask. "Is already amazing" she comments. "How can I obtain this? What must I do for this kind of power?"

Aizen looks down at her, smirking, an idea popping into his head. Whether it results in her death or not is yet to be seen.

"You cannot hope to reach my level of spiritual power. But perhaps I can give you the means to develop your own" he states.

"How?"

"With this" and he pulls out the Hogyoku, presenting it in front of her. "Gin, have the Espada gather in the throne room"

Gin smiles as he already can tell where his master was heading. "Of course. Take care Sakura. See ya in a bit" and he leaves.

"With this orb, I can make a dream into reality. I can give you the power you crave. Come" Aizen said as he makes his way to the throne room. Sakura looks at his questioningly, not fully understanding what he meant but followed regardless.

They arrive to the throne room. A large room with a throne atop a large, tall block with tall cyindrical spires at the side.

Aizen walks to the middle of the large room with Sakura in tow. It wasn't very longer before other people entered throne room, Gin and Tosen along with them.

These people were the Espada; Aizen's elite fighters. They all varied in looks. One had a lazy disposition with a fanged lower jaw on his neck. The second was an old man with a five-pointed white crown on his head. The third was a dark skinned blonde woman with a jacket that covered her mouth. The forth was a somber-looking man with skin akin to white marble with green lines going down his eyes. The fifth was a tall, lanky man with a spoon-shaped hood. The sixth was rough looking man with blue hair with his mask fragment on his right jawbone. The seventh was a dark-skinned man with white spikes on his head in the form of a mohawk. The eighth was a tall, thin man with pink hair and white eyeglasses on his face. The ninth was dressed in a white dress-garb with an elongated mask on his head. The last one, the tenth, was a large muscular man with ridges on his head.

They all exuded power. Just being in their presence was enough to make her weak in the knees.

The blue-haired one spoke first, his tone not hiding the fact he was annoyed. "What's with the surprise meeting Aizen?"

"Watch your tongue Grimmjow! Show more respect for your lord!" Tosen yelled out. Grimmjow gave a silent "Tch".

The pink-haired man then looked at Sakura and his eyes sparkled. He goes to her and begins circling her with a studious look in his eye. "Ah, the teleporter worked then my lord?"

"Yes Szayelaporro. She is from the other dimension" Aizen stated, earning the curious gazes of most of the Espada with the exception of Nnoitra, Grimmjow, and Yammy, who looked on with a bored expression on each of their faces.

"You wouldn't mind if I take this one to my lab for study?" the mad scientist asks. Aizen shakes his head, much to Szayelaporro's disappointment.

"I am sorry but experimenting on comrades is out of the question" Aizen states, shocking the room's occupants.

"Ha! Nice joke there Lord Aizen" laughed Grimmjow. "This human has power but she weaker than our servants!"

Aizen's smirk does not go away. "Not for long" he claims.

The sole female of the Espada then spoke. "You intend to use the Hogyoku on her?"

"You are correct Harribel. I intend to turn her into an arrancar"

Sakura looks him surprised. From what she's been told, to become an arrancar, you needed to be a hollow first and not just any regular hollow either. She was curious on how the transformation is actually going to work.

"This is gonna be entertaining" Yammy chuckles, crossing his arms and preparing for the death of the woman in front of him.

"Bet she's gonna scream like a bitch" Nnoitra then says. Sakura looks his way and the two lock eyes. He couldn't see clearly but he could tell she was studying him.

"Prepare yourself Sakura" Aizen then says, giving the woman a few seconds of peace before he started the process. The orb in Aizen's hand glows before the energy made a B-line to Sakura. The energy sent a tingle through her body but it did not last long as the tingle turned into and a ache and then into burning pain. So much pain, she forgot her name. She did not cry out however, to Nnoitra's displeasure, and just collapsed to her knees. She grasps her head as the pain made her head spin. Her breathing increased and with every breathe she took, the more her chest felt like it was going to burst.

She falls to the ground, face first and stills like that of a corpse.

Grimmjow huffs in disappointment. He thought she was gonna last longer than that. "I'm out of here" and started to make his way to the exit, as did the other Espada.

What he and the other Espada did not see was the hole opening up on Sakura's chest, just below her neck and above her cleavage. The ropes holding her mask snapped off, the mask permanently sticking to her face. Her axe glows red and disintegrates before a sword and sheath appear at her waist. Her spiritual pressure skyrockets, surprising the departing Espada.

Before Grimmjow could fully turn around, Sakura sonidos in front of him, sending a front kick to his face, sending him flying and crashing through the throne room door, to the surprise of the surrounding Espada.

She cracks her neck and knuckles before looking her body over. It felt new if that made any sense. She had no knowledge in how to fully train it or even use it. She just going off of instinct.

"Well... this puts a smile on my face" she said playfully.

Tosen began moving in to stop the transformed girl but Aizen spoke, stopping him and any other attempt to stop or interrupt the fighting. "Now, now. There's no need to disturb the two. Lets see what Sakura can do"

"Thank you Lord Aizen" Sakura thanks before turning towards the hole in the door where the sexta espada laid at. He soon got up, seething with rage but itching with his battle-lust.

"You're gonna get it now bitch!" he yelled before charging in to attack the masked-woman. Sakura stands firm as the two clash. Grimmjow punches at Sakura but the hitokiri blocks it with her forearms. The force of the punch was so strong, her arm guards didn't just crack, they were destroyed completely. Sakura frowns. Those were expensive and custom made!

Grimmjow continues his assault, punching and kicking the woman who kept on blocking with her forearms. She did not feel much pain however.

'Damn. Her Hierro is strong as hell' Grimmjow thought as he continued attacking. Eventually, Sakura turned the tables on him however as she caught one of his punches before kicking him in his jaw, sending him back a few feet. She doesn't stop there however as she then jumps in the air and using her strengthen skin and power, delivers a spinning kick to his head and beginning her own assault on him.

"Can't believe he letting a weak human get the better of him" Barragan grunts.

"She isn't a human anymore. She's an arrancar now" Harribel states.

"Regardless, the fact she's seems to be matching up with the sixth Espada in a brawl is a sight" the laid-back Starrk says.

Grimmjow defended against Sakura's kicks and punches, surprised at her speed. She then pulled a fast one on him however as she sonidoed behind him, taking him by surprise, and kicking him into the large block Aizen's throne sat upon.

The man himself sat in his throne and watched the spectacle below him. He didn't show it but he was surprised but in a good way. He knew Sakura would survive the transformation into an arrancar but he had no idea she would reach Espada levels of power in a few minutes. Perhaps the world she came from had a hand in this.

The blue-haired arrancar growled as he pulled himself out of the hole he was in. The woman in front of him stared him down, her expressionless mask mocking him. He was tempted to pull out Pantera and put her in her place with his resurreccion but decided against it. Instead he decided to surprise her with something she hasn't seen before.

He holds out his palm at her before a small glowing red orb of energy emerges.

"Cero" Grimmjow said and sends a red beam towards Sakura who stood too surprised to act quick enough, dodging the beam by a hair.

He continues firing off ceros at her while Sakura stayed defensive, dodging. Eventually, Grimmjow grew frustrated with her evasion and sent a fast bala her way. Because balas were faster than cero at the expense of power, Sakura wasn't able to dodge but had to block the attack with her left arm, burning her skin with its power.

Sakura went in, using sonido to close the distance between them. Using her unscathed arm, she punches Grimmjow in the gut, making the sexta spit out blood. She then grabs his hair and begins pummeling his face, making him spill more blood out his mouth.

After the eighth punch, Grimmjow retaliated back by pulling out his Zanpakuto. Sakura dodges back after seeing him grab the hilt of his sword.

"I don't usually pull out my sword. I usually like using my fist. But you... you made me mad" he says, gritting his teeth in the end.

Sakura chuckles. "Finally. I was wondering when you were going to pull that sword out. I was starting to think it was just for show" she said before pulling out her own sword. She holds it in the air, taking in every detail. It smelled fresh, like it just came out of a blacksmiths. Its hilt was red with a golden guard in the shape of a five-petaled flower. The blade shined as light bounced off its silver surface, adding to its beauty.

"Not my choice of weapon but," she then took a stance, holding the sword with two hands. "I love every tool of death"

Sakura belongs to For Honor