Here is the new chapter, hope you enjoy! Sorry I took so long for a short chapter, but it was difficult. That reminds me again, thank you LadyKatie8190 for your complete and utter awesomeness. With out further ado, here is Halibel.

I do not own Bleach or any of the characters, but I do own Mirella and her powers!

Chapter 9

New hope

Halibel

I stood off against one wall in Aizen-sama's throne room, my form hidden by shadows as much as I could manage. I prefer to watch things unfold rather than take action in it. My ability to do this was second only to Starrk, who had already claimed the single chair in the room and had slid it to a dark corner to nap before the meeting.

It was not honestly our meeting to attend, but we were all curious after hearing about the earlier attack by Nnoitra. Every Espada, except Nnoitra, was present now; we wanted to know what this girl had found out about her powers. I was even more curious after seeing Illforte Granz, a member of Grimmjow's fraccion picking up Grimmjow's lunch plus one, saying that Grimmjow couldn't leave the rooms because of the girl's experience during her meditation.

Grimmjow believed his fraccion were only there to take out anyone too weak for him to bother with, unlike some whose followers became servant's like Barragon's or children as mine were to me. Grimmjow, you never use your fraccion for service, what happened? Is she in that bad of shape? I sincerely hoped not. I liked the girl. She was funny and seemed to bring her own ray of sunlight with her everywhere. I also felt for her, being a female in Las Noches was not easy, no matter how powerful, and sometimes it was harder because of it.

Aizen came into the room, noticing that all of us were present. He gave one of his small, creepy smiles as if he knew we were all going to show without being summoned. After motioning for tea from Menoly and Loly, he sat down, having his tea delivered immediately. Helpless twats, I thought to myself, do you not value your existence as your own to serve him so? I understand that having a healthy respect for Aizen is a good thing, but you two really bow and scrape like…

My thoughts were interrupted as Grimmjow and the girl walked into the room. Mirella, odd name, but beautiful, befitting its owner, I thought as I looked at the girl passing me. Grimmjow walked her half of the way, allowing her to approach the throne alone. She looked up, firmly locking eyes with Aizen. I noticed that her eyes did not look the same. They had the same unique coloring as when she arrived, but they had a faded aura to them of sadness. Around her iris seemed to be bloodshot from crying, as well.

I watched as Aizen stared down at the girl, believing that fear is the only true motivation. He continued this for over a minute until he realized that she did not seem to cower in his presence. He shouldn't have even tried. She's been nothing but herself bowing to no one since she came in. I couldn't help but want to laugh when I saw his eyebrows knot together just a small amount in frustration. The man was not near the actor he believed himself to be.

"I heard you did as promised and meditated with some success. I would like to know what you learned about this creature inside of you. What is it?" He asked simply.

This was one of Aizen's questioning techniques. He starts with simple questions that sound caring and curious before building up to his questions that matter. He tries to get trust believing that it will make the person in question want to give up the information. I don't understand it, personally. I prefer the force it out and move on method.

I was pleased to see that despite (or possibly because of) her melancholy mood she did not want to play Aizen's mind games, she wanted to move on. She gave Aizen just as short of an answer. "An ancient being," she stated dully.

Aizen's eyes narrowed a fraction. "Do you know what its name is?" He asked.

"No."

"Do you know how you were brought here?"

"No."

By this point most of the Espada and Gin were smiling behind their hands.

"Do you know why you are here?" Aizen demanded, frustration thick in every word.

"Yes," the girl said, almost whimsically, "to save the world. She needs my mortal spirit," the girl nearly giggled at this point, "to hold on to so that she can do her job." She was laughing now and I watched her slowly start to go into hysterics. "I am barely alive somewhere so that my spirit won't go away so that I can be her vessel!" She began to shake her head and laugh under her breath as tears pooled in her eyes.

Grimmjow walked up and placed his hand on her shoulder in a familiar seeming gesture. No wonder you didn't leave your room today. Was it like that the whole time? I felt sorry for him but more so for her. What could have happened to the heartbreakingly happy girl from this morning to put her in this state?

She got herself under control at Grimmjow's touch and looked up at Aizen's throne.

"Do you know anymore about your powers?" He asked, regaining his composure.

"It's to protect me, apparently. And they kick in when I'm emotional…." She trailed off, letting Aizen finish the rest of her thought by himself.

"What is her plan? What do you have to do with it?" Aizen asked bluntly, deciding to skip to the important information so things wouldn't get out of hand, catching her underlying meaning..

"Her plan is to save the world," she stated in a sing-song voice, "and to kill me." With that she turned on her heel, biting her lip, and left leaving Grimmjow to give a rushed apology and sprint out after her.

The rest of the room stood in stunned silence in the wake of the retreating girl. That's what happened? She found out that she was going to die. Her spirit would die. She just lost her hope. That's what has driven her since she came here, hope to go back home. Now, she has nothing left.

I decided that I wanted to help this poor girl and so stepped in front of Aizen's throne as soon as the distraught girl left the room. His eyebrows raised in surprise at my wanting to talk to him. "I request permission to accompany Grimmjow and Mirella to the real world," I said in an offhand voice.

"I do not believe it is wise to send two Espada into the real world with tensions against soul society as high as they are," He replied dryly.

Without moving a muscle, I suppressed my rietsu until it came across that I was no more than I human with slightly above average capabilities.

"Point taken," Aizen said, as if amused. "Very well. You may go, they are leaving in the morning, if you miss the garganta I will not open another."

I bowed my head politely and left the room.

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Hope you liked this chapter, again, sorry it's so short. It's a short scene though and while Halibel is a fun character to write a POV for, it is hard. So much internalizing but I believe that is how she is. Please r&r, thank you all of you that have.

~Echo