Momo was standing in 'that room' as she stood by the heavily decorated wall, her eyes looking downward as Grimmjow sat on a stone chair as he glared across the table to a woman who was calmly drinking tea. Right by this woman was Satan; holding a serving tray which held a tea pot filled with dried earl grey tea.

This woman opened her purple eyes for a moment to glance at Grimmjow, and then at Momo "It seems the two of you are a little tense. Did something happen yesterday I wonder?"

Grimmjow crossed his arms "The relationship between me and my subordinate is none of your concern."

Bernkastel put down her tea cup "That is true. I hope you forgive my rudeness. I do however, wonder why she is now wearing a different uniform now. Did she get tired of it?" she glanced at Momo again; viewing her now plain sleeveless shirt that now concealed all of her torso, the only thing that was black on this shirt was the "v" that attached to the top of the shirt. The only other thing that was different about the uniform was the red sash; tied around the stomach area for a flare of color.

Bernkastel took another sip; which hid the small grin that was on her face. The game seemed to have gotten a lot more potential in upcoming entertainment in the matter of hours. "I have something to show you all. That is, if you'll allow me to use my power freely."

Grimmjow rolled his eyes "Go ahead. I don't really care." Grimmjow growled.

Bernkastel glanced at Momo for a moment before swinging her hand slightly, just like one would do with a kiddo. Momo was only paying half of her attention as she thought of her next move in the other invasion that was bound to occur but instantly snapped her eyes as she felt familiar spiritual pressure that once made her feel warm and safe and that deceitful, conceited aura that she once confused as being kind and wise and full of warming generosity. It was from a person whom she has felt guilt and impending sadness over….and then the dreadful, painful sting of the impending, cruel truth.

Her and Grimmjow's eyed widened in disbelief as they saw that man. Bound to chair by powerful binding spells that took the form of black fabric, covering his entire 'immortal' being; leaving only his hard, gleaming brown eye visible to those who witnessed and a few stands of his flaxen brown hair falling toward his face.

Aizen.

Bernkastel took another sip of tea "He was imprisoned in the 8th and lowest of the underground prison for multiple crimes; the most impendent being the attempt to overthrown the 'king'. He was bound to that chair while it sealed all of his spiritual energy and bound more so by the other multiple powerful binging spells that bound him to his cell. Over 80 guards are assigned to his cell alone; all of them being ex-captains and experienced stealth force members. It was not the easiest thing in the world, but I got him here. I think he should be at least a little grateful that he is now out of that boring place; feel free to talk to him…" she didn't seem the least fazed as the man who nearly took over everything was just a mere two feet away.

Momo was breathless, she knew it was him. She knew this man's spiritual pressure better than anybody. She knew that he was imprisoned for most of his lifetime and that he would be put under the upmost security; binding spells, charms, guards, powerful cells with supernatural attributes, strict limitations….everything they could muster to keep his escaping.

It was impossible for one to get him out AND out thwart the central 46 and their procedures to keep him there. Or at least…it was impossible for shinigami, human and hollow alike. It had to be someone above all of them…

Grimmjow never even dreamed of such a possibility! The person who he served purely out of his power and influence and loathed for those same and more reasons who was locked up in the tightest known security just appeared before him; bound and harmless!

As they stared in the most possible measure of surprise and disbelief, Aizen looked around his new surroundings. Very grateful indeed to be out of that prison cell and even more grateful to see his white palace again, but at the same time disappointed that it was not a new scene he has yet to witness. He was already somewhat bored with Las noches by the time he left anyway. But even someone like him almost did not believe himself when he saw Momo. Seeing for himself the mask remains and uniform. For a moment; he was just as surprised as they were. But his keen mind eventually figured out piece by piece how she got that way and he was very amused at such a result that a small grin protruded his features under the black fabric. He was unused to those eyes of hers however; though filled with understandable surprise, they showed sign of often being filled with burning intense feeling. The most prominent being hate. "How nice it is too see you again….Momo." his voice was calm and smooth and it made Momo flinch.

"Don't talk to her Aizen." Grimmjow said the words in a low growl.

His one eye stared at him calmly "I assume you are the current master of Hueco mundo then?"

Grimmjow stood up "Yes."

Aizen almost chuckled; of course Grimmjow wouldn't respect him. He always did hate him, he only served him because of his power and even then, he always did things of his own accord. Now that he's master of the dark world now, he would of course have the right to talk to him as he pleased. He is, after all, bound and helpless. But it also angered him that he dared to NOT respect him, he was eons above him in strength. "So…why is it that I am here?"

Bernkastel paused for a second as her tea cup hovered in midair "To demonstrate my power that defies normal human and shinigami laws. Bringing you here under the circumstances would be a good bit of proof for those who refuse to believe ones abilities." She looked at Momo once again; a silent message saying that this is the proof she promised. She began drinking her tea "Right now; I have no intention of freeing you. I just brought you here for my own use and purpose, nothing else. It is regrettable, but enjoy the time you have left here and be thankful of such an occurrence."

Momo and Grimmjow looked at Bernkastel once she said it; she sounded similar, if not just like Aizen himself! The words she spoke and the manner in which she spoke it were almost exactly the same; except Bernkastel had a more in depth and emotionless tone. Hell! Even that was similar!

Aizen spoke "I am quite thankful for my time out here. But right now, I can't help but be interested in what has occurred since my regrettable defeat…" he looked at Momo.

Bernkastel actually did a solemn nod "Yes. This realm has indeed become quite entertaining."

Grimmjow looked between the two "I think he has stayed here long enough. If all you wanted was 'entertainment' then I'm sure you've gotten it. Besides; you don't really seem interested in him anyway; you just brought him here for the heck of it."

Momo reminded herself that Grimmjow did not know of her and Bernkastel's agreement and that he did not know that she met her before he did. She supposed that she was grateful to Bernkastel that she was so discreet about it; with how he's been acting recently; it would be safe to assume that he would go over the edge if he found out.

Bernkastel looked at Grimmjow "You are correct about that…Very well, I'll dispose of him." Bernkastel stood up and took one step toward Aizen "Good bye. I do not think I will ever see of you again." She then did a small and slight curtsy.

Aizen glared back at them; angry that he was the disposable one; but he didn't show of it "Yes. I also, wish to say good bye." He looked directly at Momo, even turning his head ever so slightly; as if to say she was the one he was saying goodbye too.

Momo widened her eyes at the realization; she had learned to fear that man and was not happy that he was right in front of her and was glad when he diapered in a flash of gold.

There was about 10 minutes worth of silence in that room; the shock of actually seeing Aizen still laying thick in their minds. But Bernkastel paid it no mind as it was a normal occurrence to her.

Bernkastel was in her chair again, this time making a tea cup appear in front of Grimmjow and Momo "Would you like to join the tea party? It would be a shame if all this tea went to waste. Plus; I think a different change of action would brighten up this place." She looked around, not at all pleased of the scenery much. Hueco mundo was pretty much the most boring place in existence; only filled with mindless hollows that only obeyed instinct, that is, until Aizen arrived and made a highly organized army and even then, close to nothing happens.

Grimmjow looked and then discarded the tea cup; you will never see Grimmjow drinking tea from a frilly, girly French lolita cup. Maybe you'll see that gay pink haired scientist arrancar do it; but not him. "Tch!"

Momo on the other hand was a female, and though she tries to hide it; she still has girly qualities, which is what led her to drink the earl grey while admiring its subtle fragrance when her fingers delicately gripped the small, curved handle to slowly bring it to her small, full lips.

Grimmjow just watched the scene in slight annoyance; all they were doing was drinking tea while he wanted to talk about something of importance. He has already had enough of tea parties when Aizen was here but he never could stop the flow of such activities due to the amount of attention it has gained. Even now, every morning when he wakes up, he walks by rooms with servant level arrancar doing their early tea party just before they get the 'day' started.

Grimmjow did a small grunt "What do you think?"

Both Momo and Bernkastel stopped drinking to acknowledge the question at hand; but Momo responded quickly and respectably "Think of what sir?"

"The situation we are now in. What do think out next move should be?"

Momo's breath hitched while Bernkastel gave her answer "Right now…I think the situation is about to turn. Hitsugaya has lost his will to fight Momo and the others are the same yet are attempting to find that will. Only Hitsugaya is the exception, he will do nothing and just simply bend to Momo's crushing hands as he feels pain that he believes he deserves. A 'life for a life' as they say…." She took a sip and realized Momo was staring at her; waiting for her to continue "On that side of the war people are currently have no intention to take any action and therefor are weak to any sort of attack you throw, and won't until they find this 'will' that most think is entirely lost. In short; if you attack as per say…right now, then they will undeniably be at their weakest with only minimal resistance. It is pretty boring to be totally honest." Her eyes wandered up the furthermost upper side as she thought of the only person who still has an unbending will of her own as she constantly searched for Momo herself for a personal reason they have, or had, in common. But she'll leave that part be; but she REALLY wanted to tell them, telling spoilers was possibly the only most amusing thing that makes her smirk and laugh. But if she did tell them; then that would ruin the whole course of action and she didn't want to wait forever for Grimmjow to make a move. "What say you, Grimmjow, lord of Las noches?

Grimmjow smirked slightly, he loved that title, and she was giving him the best reason in the world to begin his favorite pass time again and he highly doubted that Momo would have a problem with it too. "Momo…you should know the drill by now. Get all of them in the throne room and get ready for battle. I know its only been only a day, but we're going for another invasion!" he used sonido go elsewhere as Momo did the same to follow his order.

This left Bernkastel alone to her thoughts "You can talk now Satan. I know you staying silent was pretty hard on you."

The said female slammed down her tray and instantly summoned her old skirt uniform bottom as if she was freed from a dark prison "Gyaaaah! I hate it here Bernkastel-sama! NOTHING happens here! And I have no one here to keep me company!" she then put a finger to her chin "But… I don't mind Momo. She fits my fancy rather well to be honest." She was quiet for a moment.

Bernkastel did a slight chuckle "Found someone who can get angry at you for your own impudence and yet still does no major physical action to stop you Satan? I am pleased you have finally found the person who has granted your wish..." She then added "Don't get too used to it though…" She knew what Satan earnestly hoped and dreamed for was someone to get angry at her. Out of all of the seven sisters she is the one who is the most feared, and as a result people normally don't argue with her and she normally (though secretly) gets lonely.

Satan only slightly blushed "H-how did you know!" she did a frustrated moan "Anyway, I am starting to get tired of the everlasting place! It's only been a day and I'm already on the verge of dying of boredom!" her hands were shaking out of frustration now.

Bernkastel glanced seriously her way as she mentioned that poison "Do not speak of such things. You need only to wait a little while longer….I assure you that by my power, this story will no longer be prolonged by Grimmjow's unstable patience or the thirteen court guard squad's hesitance. I will personally make sure their decisions and actions move forward quickly." She started to refill her tea cup, noticing the lower volume.

Satan nearly gasped and was looking at Bernkastel in disdain and shock "But Bernkastel-sama! You promised Momo that you wouldn't! You have to keep your word! You ALWAYS keep your word!"

Bernkastel looked at her in the eye "I promised I wouldn't virtually be in her way…not that I wouldn't do it in such a manner that I discreetly increases the time of action; by all definition, I am keeping my word. So I take it within myself to act for my own amusement. Besides, that girl has no objection to an early attack. So don't complain; there is no reason for it." She sipped her tea again.

Satan still looked shocked; maybe it was because she felt grateful toward Hinamori and as such wanted her plan to run smoothly, or maybe it was because she was surprised at how cunning and sly Bernkastel could be.

Bernkastel had a thought come to mind "I am going to invite one other observer to this story. Continue being by Momo's side until I return to you. I think you will also be grateful for the company I will bring to you considering the one in mind." She didn't even wait for a response before she vanished.

Satan just stood there gawking at where she once was "Ahhhhh! Why are people leaving so soon!" and just like the one before her, she vanished in a flash of gold.

When she reappeared it was beside Luppi, who jumped backward in surprise and nearly tripped.

Loly looked like she has seen a ghost "Damn it! Stop doing that!" though she yelled it more or less harshly; it was more like a girl pleading innocently for someone to stop bullying her. Hinamori had made it clear to her the night before that Satan was to be treated nicely.

Luppi joined in "Hinamori-sama! Why can't you just be rid of her already!" He hasn't really cared much of the order ever since she has started irritating him.

"Because Grimmjow and I don't want to be rid of her." The calm exterior of her voice made Luppi forcefully calm down and Loly shut up.

Satan looked angrily at them "I can appear where I want to!"

Both of the two lower ranking arrancars glared.

"Enough!" Grimmjow snapped. This caused all to cease. "We are going to invade the soul society soon and I don't want to hear useless complaining!"

Rudobon stepped up from the back of the room, his small army following his every step "Grimmjow-sama and I have decided a plan of action…" he seemed to glance at Hinamori for a millisecond before continuing "When we first arrive; Luppi will attack squad 9, allowing to no one to leave the barracks vicinity, the same goes for Loly, except she will attack squad 2, the exequisas and I will attack all other squads, including squads 1, 4 and 10. However, restrain from attacking Hitsugaya, and even restrain more from encountering the head captain. Grimmjow and Momo will do their own plan of action as we stall and weaken the other mass number of possible obstacles." Once he finished, he stepped back to where he was.

Luppi waved his hand slightly "So, wait. Does this mean this is another no limits battle? Only with a certain vicinity to our leverage?"

"Basically saying, yes."

Loly snickered "That's fine by me. I still have to get that ugly rat from his narrow escape from last time!"

Luppi looked at her "Oh yes, that's right. When you came back to Hinamori-sama and I you were all beat up! I can't believe that such a lieutenant beat you! And from what I hear, Hinamori-sama says that he's rather cowardly and sluggish! How pathetic!"

"Shut up! It wasn't the rat who beat me!"

"Then who was it?"

"A captain! The female captain of squad 2!"

Momo sighed "Her name is Soi Fon, commander of the stealth force, captain of squad 2 and head of the Fon clan, as well as Youruichi's biggest fan."

Luppi looked surprised, but he sounded sarcastic "Wow! This woman has a lot of titles! No wonder she beat puny Loly!"

Loly was raising her fist in anger "SHUT UP!"

"How about you both shut up!" Grimmjow yelled. Once again everything ceased.

Just like everything seemed to cease there; the soul society also seemed to be close to nothing when it came to action.

Everyone from lowly squad 4 members to the high and mighty, battle-loving squad 11 members were in a state of utter hopelessness and sorrow. Everywhere you looked; no one was astir, no one was walking the streets, no one was sitting on the rooftops and no one was even doing anything for that matter. Everyone was inside a room of some sort just sitting or standing around; doing nothing at all but think through their thoughts. Only a few citizens were sleeping or meditating.

If you looked inside squad 11 barracks you would see Ikkaku sitting on the edge of a porch as he looked toward the ground, Yumichika would be sitting on a green cushion barely sipping his tea as he absentmindingly played with one strand of hair with one finger, Yachiru would be sitting right next to Kenpachi, who was sleeping, with a sad face.

It's not that Ikkaku or Yumichika didn't look forward to a challenging opponent, but they didn't like fighting an opponent that not only rightfully had the right to kill the tenth squad captain, but also the fact that she was once one of them, only as a nice sweet gentle soul that never liked fighting in the first place. Even they would have a hard time fighting her knowing that.

If you looked inside any other barracks you would see a similar scene.

Hitsugaya was taking the full mental force of it though, ever since the last encounter with her, he has been energy deprived, so much so, that most times he actually stayed in his room! Laying on the bed as he remembered sweet memories and then the scene from recently playing over and over again each time one of those sweet memories ended. He couldn't sleep knowing that he had caused her to rightfully hate him, had caused her to want him to suffer. To add to it, the aching in his chest never ceased to stop, and even with his meditation where he tried to contact Hyourinmaru, the words she spoke still rang in his ears and even the mighty ice dragon could find no fault in her intent.

If she wishes to kill you… he said then she can fight knowing that there is little fault. However, young master, are you really just going to let her? Even you should fight, whether it be for self-defense or your finally putting her at rest… the ice dragon thought for a moment, his crimson eyes showing the wisdom of his long existence It is within us all to feel joy, though the only way to obtain that, is through sorrow….it is the same with the reverse. Just like that; it is within us all to hate, but one can only feel that when they feel passion and love…for one to 'live', they must feel 'death'…. For one to have 'meaning' it is necessary for there to be a time to where they had no 'meaning'...so tell me master…If she wishes to kill you, does that mean you want her to 'live'? Even though it means there will be no joy? Even though it means that she will no longer love?...When it means that 'death' will come to her…?

For once, Hitsugaya did not answer.

There was however, one squad….that had at least some resolve to fight her…and only one person who could fight her with no restraint at all.

"C-captain…what are you going to do…" the man who spoke noticed that his captain was paying more attention than usual to the situation. Or at least a lot more attention than she would than any other he has seen before; even when the arrancar weren't here she would constantly think and reflect on the events and try even harder to understand the enemy.

The captain whom he spoke to didn't even bat an eyelash as she gave her answer, her eyes not even moving but continued showing their depth as she was in thought and concentration, maybe even talking to her zanpoktou while she did so "I…" she thought about her pride as the leader of a honorable…wait, it can't be called that, royal? No not even that, but it was a 'necessary' corpse. She then thought about one word in particular, a word that was reserved for the highly dangorus and non-honorable, it was reserved for those who changed sides of their own accord purely out of selfish desires that hold no helpful meaning. Those who has 'that word' were never allowed and honorable death, they would be killed in the shadows and their death would only be reported to the high authorities, if it was reported at all. She then said, loud and clear, with no hesitation visible "I will give her a rest that she deserves! I will not give her an execution!"

Many people are killed everyday, the reason an execution is called execution is because it is never held in public, nor are their deaths revealed to the public unless it was a high national criminal. But even then, their names would be sullied by the fact that were executed, a battle that revolved purely around killing your opponent as quick as possible with as little said as possible.

Momo Hinamori deserved an "honorable death".