Are you not pleased with all you have been given? Aizen's voice asked inside his head again as Ulquiorra carefully poked his left eye, observing it in his mirror. Ulquiorra had told his new master that all that he had was to be possessed and used and it seems that Aizen-sama had taken him on his word. Am I ready to give him all of my experiences too? Ulquiorra thought to himself as he winced in pain and withdrew his finger from his eye.
"All that I have is for Aizen-sama. He has promised to give me what I thought was ungivable and I believe that he will. For just that one thing I will give him whatever he wants of me." Ulquiorra quietly reassured himself. There came a soft knock on his door and Ulquiorra turned away from the mirror and answered, "Come in."
A servant slowly opened his door, head bowed. "Aizen-sama has need of you, Numero Cuatro."
"Yes. Tell him I am coming now." Ulquiorra told the servant. After the servant departed, Ulquiorra glanced at himself in the mirror one last time and mentally prepared himself. This was the first time Aizen had called him since he had been born into this world. After he had given the servant enough head start to inform Aizen of his arrival, Ulquiorra left his rooms and followed the twisting hallways to Aizen's throne room.
"Thank you for coming on such short notice, Ulquiorra." Aizen called down to him as Ulquiorra approached the dias.
Ulquiorra didn't have to look around to know that he was here alone with Aizen. He bowed his head and asked, "What would you have of me master?"
"I want anyone that is a threat to my plans to be eliminated. We will deal with Earth first since the number of souls there that could oppose us are so few. With some it is even questionable that they could oppose us at all, but it is better to be thorough. I want you to seek out a boy of fifteen that lives in a place called Kurakara. You will be able to find him, not only by his relatively high reiatsu but because he has orange hair and wields a black bankai. I want you to observe him. If he is a threat, kill him. That is all. You will leave at once."
"I will do as you ask, Aizen-sama." Ulquiorra answered him, head still bowed. He walked out of the throne room intending to go to a place where it was safe to open a garganta, but was stopped right outside the door by a huge Espada named Yammy.
"I heard what Aizen had to say to you. It sounds like a great place to test out some of our powers and abilities, don't ya think?" Yammy asked him casually leaning against the stone wall.
Ulquiorra turned to him and said, "Aizen-sama's orders were for me to go alone."
"Aw, come on! I'm sick of sittin' around this place with nothing to do all day. Aizen never gives me anything interestin' to do." Yammy whined above him.
Ulquiorra suppressed a sigh and said, "You can come. We are leaving now though. Follow me."
Once the dimensional hole was opened and Ulquiorra could see the bright green park below, he felt his first stir of real upset since being awakened by Aizen. As he watched children running to and fro and adults sitting on benches chatting and eating their lunch a long buried and long remembered hatred began to fill him. There was something even deeper beneath the anger as well, but Ulquiorra refused to give name to it, or even allow himself to feel it.
"Are you just going to stand there lookin' all day?! Let's get on with it!" Yammy voiced behind him annoyed.
"It has been a long time since I have seen the world and the people who live there. I can't wait til Aizen destroys it all. It sickens me just to look at it," Ulquiorra quietly answered him as he stepped through and into the human world. The moment he did so he could feel all of their weak soul pressure battening around him, filling his senses and awakening something else that he had long forgotten...hunger. "Come, Yammy. Let's go down to earth." Ulquiorra commanded and then dropped down into the park.
Once he was down on the ground he immediately began searching the gathering crowd for the boy that would fit Aizen's description.
"What are we here for again, Ulquiorra?" Yammy asked surveying the crowd with growing annoyance.
"We are here to find a fifteen year old boy with orange hair and a black bankai and kill him if need be." Ulquiorra answered still observing the people surrounding them and the crater they had made with their drop.
"Well let's go get him and get this over with. I had forgotten how stupid and boring the human world is. Hey! Why are all these idiots staring at us anyway! Get away you!" Yammy yelled batting at the crowd.
"They cannot see or hear you, Yammy. You are wasting your time and energy. Help me look for the boy."
"Well, it's annoyin' though! I'll teach them to annoy Yammy!" And with that Yammy sucked in his breath long and hard and the people standing around them began to drop. After all the people in the park were on the ground dead, Yammy stopped sucking in his breath and instantly began to retch. "Ugh! That tasted nasty!" he said while dry heaving on the ground.
"I don't know what else you expected, Yammy. Their souls were too weak to have any flavor to them." Ulquiorra informed him looking around at the now dead people lying on the ground to see if the boy was among them. As he did movement caught his eye and he walked out of the crater and over to the figure struggling to get up.
"Wow! I guess my gonzui didn't work on this one!" Yammy exclaimed behind him. "You must have some spritual power around in ya somewhere, huh?" he asked the figure trembling on the ground. "Hey Ulquiorra! Is this who we're lookin' for?"
"Does that look like an orange hair boy to you?" Ulquiorra asked him irritably looking at the black-haired girl on the ground. "Don't waste your time dealing with trash."
"She's trash then? Yay! I'm going to squash her flat then!" Yammy yelled happily as he raised his foot. Yet before he could bring it down on the girl two figures ran up and intervened. The strong boy with his arm clad in some sort of spiritual armor stopped Yammy's attack and the red-haired girl went to the one lying on the ground. The red-haired girl...she was now trying to help the other get up and escape...she was now...
"ULQUIORRA!"
The scream reverberated through his head and drove out all thoughts of the red-haired girl. "Are these two trash as well?!" Yammy asked now excited that there were actually interesting people around to play with and kill.
"Yes." Ulquiorra answered disturbed by the way his heart skipped a beat as he said so.
"ALRIGHT!" Yammy yelled and then punched the boy full force. That caused the red-haired girl to lay her friend back down and run to the boy.
"Sado-kun!" she yelled distressed.
Yammy excited by the prospect of getting two for the price of one struck out again at the two figures on the ground, but suddenly a bright shield flared up around the two. It shattered instantly at Yammy's touch, but the teens were unharmed beneath it. The the girl placed a similar bright shield around the boy and Ulquiorra couldn't believe what he was seeing. The boy's arm was repairing itself...no wait...this was more complete than just healing or repairing would have been. His arm seemed to be returning completely to the state it was in before Yammy struck it. Ulquiorra was amazed. He tried to catch the girl's eyes with his own, but her attention was focused on Yammy.
"You are a very unique human aren't you, woman?" he quietly asked her, but still she didn't turn her attention to him.
As he looked at the girl he noticed how her shining shield reflected its light in her hair. He noticed her determined look and stance, though anyone could see that it was folly for her to stand up to one such as Yammy. Yammy turned to him and asked, "Should we bring her back to Aizen so he can discover what makes such power possible? I'm sure I can save enough of her for him to investigate when I am through with her!"
"No, Yammy. There is no need for us to bring her back to Aizen. It isn't in our orders. Kill her."