Hi I've decided to do this as a two parter, Because I have figured out how to incorporate more of the characters into this story, and I don't want to rush it.

Also This is my first cliff hanger, and I want to completely think through how I want to continue this, so it comes out Awesome

Secrets, speaking and blackmail

There was nothing to do, but explore, the vast colorless halls of the palace. It had thousands of rooms, but most of them were unused due to the small size of the leaders army. Only 13 of the rooms were currently in use. (such an unlucky number) It seemed to him that the palace was not built, for this man, Aizen. Maybe he tricked the previous owner, But why would a vast palace like this be built out here to begin with. However did not think about this long, because he saw something. It was laying outside on of the presumably unused rooms, ideally mocking the pure white hallway marring it with its color. It was blue, small, flat and circular. There was a design in the center of the disc shaped thing, it was a type of animal, but one he had never seen before. He pushed the thing with his paw, and it slid like a tiny hockey puck across the smooth stone floor. Panthera proceeded to stalk, pounce and chase the little thing like the true predator he was. As he was playing. Gin walked by, in all his foxy glory. For a second his smile disappeared, as he saw the object of the panthers entertainment.

He leaned down, with long sinewy fingers, and he picked up the cap. He then, stealthily looked up and down the hall, through blue, slitted eyes, uneasily paranoid to see that nobody was there to see him crack the door, as he tossed the misplaced object back into the darkened room. Panthera's ears twitched as hollow echoes filtered out under the door frame, but he did not care about the echoes, and he did not care what else was hidden behind the door, that was guarded by the Silver haired, smiling man. All he wanted was his toy back.

Gin, then bid the little cat ado, as he made his way down the hall blissfully humming to himself, that he had avoided the disaster of anyone finding out Aizens greatest secret.

If Gin knew better, he would have kept the door closed, and deposited the offending object into his pocket for further disposal later. However he made the mistake of thinking that this is an ordinary cat, That he would leave, forget about everything, and take a nap, for that is what cats do. He thought that he would accept the injustices that happened to him and move on.

But Panthera was not ordinary, He had this great almost human desire to be with people. To understand people, and to speak to people, although he was by nature a solitary creature. Szayel tried to get the others to understand. To open their minds, and to accept this impossibility as something possible. But most of them refused to listen, claiming the pink dye they thought used, had seeped into his brain and distorted it. Only three agreed Stark and Haribel and of course Szayel. However, Stark was against it at first. But his better half,kept harassing him about how he never does anything but sleep And this would be a good chance to show every body why he was picked to be number 1.

Panthera, sat quietly in the hall outside his masters room. he was not upset or angry at what Gin did, because he knew he could tell Grimmjow, and he would help him. As the blue haired man listened, he began to wonder about the importance of something so trivial.

There was a sense of curiosity that manifested itself inside of this normally psychotic maniac. Perhaps it was part of his feline form that caused this. Or maybe it is just human nature to want to know such things that are unknown. Whatever the cause. He asked Panthera to take him to room in question and he would retrieve his toy as well out what was behind the that door. that was so secretive.

They both stood outside the seamingly ordanary door. The only indiscretion was that the knob was painted off white as opposed to the rest of the palace that was blindly white. As if the owner could not find it without a clue as to where it was.

However, although Grimmjow found this odd he was looking for this destination. Most would not even notice this out of the ordinary slight variation in color. Such are secrets that hide in plain sight.

The knob turned easily, and it swung open, like it had been open may time before.

Pathera rushed over and grabbed his toy. ecstatic to have it back. Grimmjow on the other hand stared at the walls, but they were not walls. TBC