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Masquerade Between Hell and Justice	By : Karmira Category: Bleach > General Views: 3498 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The arc is named after this title for a reason…..

Chapter Three: Setting the Stage

Footsteps were heard walking down the dimly lit and newly rebuilt corridor in Las Noches. They were heading toward the Fifth Tower keeping a slow and steady pace. Rounding a crook and stepping from the shadows, a tall figure appeared, another following behind.

The taller figure wearing a long white haori flowing behind over the top of a white Arrancar uniform resembling the soul reaper shihakushō, complete with a blood red sash around the waist. A normal katana hanging at his side. The tsuba its only decoration with a hilt of green. His menacing eyes peered through the dim light. Hair swept back, with a strand hanging down in his face, his smirk only made you wonder at the evil ploys that entered his mind.

The shorter figurer followed behind a few paces, keeping silent and ever diligent of the figure in front. The hood of the figure's haori was pulled low over their face. Long brown hair trailed slightly from the opening in the hood. Judging from the figure’s curvy clothing, it was obviously a female. She wrote a white bustier with a red cloth drape around her shoulders. She wore a white skirt that fell to her calves with slits up both sides, showing off her legs. White and red heels covered her feet. Her face, on the other hand, could not be seen.

Aizen’s unknown daughter, Azayaka Datenshi.

It had been two, long, trying years of rebuilding. Not only of his palace, but of his army as well. Finally, it was completed. Now only a few more fundamental things to gather and things will be well on their way.

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The two entered through the two large double doors of the throne room, seeing only a few of the Espada he called forth for this meeting. Aizen’s eyes narrowed turning to the figure behind him.

"Were my orders too difficult to follow through on?"

Turning back to the small handful before him, he stepped toward the large marble throne.

"It seems we wait."His tone was annoyed and his steps quick but light as he took his place on his throne.

"Pathetic hollows. Seems none of you can do something as simple as follow an order," the woman scoffed in a disgusted tone. "You should know that when your lord gives you an order, you are to follow it exactly. No questions asked."

Chuckling softly, Aizen watched the Espada look on at this woman like she was nothing to them. The doors then opened as the fourth, first and third Espada entered the room. The three bowed to him and took their places among the others. Nodding to them, he looked to his new right hand.

“They're all yours, my dear.”

The woman looked around the table at the espada seated around Aizen. Starrk, Halibel, Ulquiorra, Nnoitora, Grimmjow, Szayel… and one--a new face that was created while she witnessed. One Aizen dared to give the name--Loki.

None of them looked enthused.

Oh well.

"This meeting of Espada has officially begun."

Ulquiorra glanced at the woman, another new face. It didn't matter much to him. As before, they were all pawns for their Lord's scheme. It erased the nothingness of Hueco Mundo. His green eyes remained empty as he turned to the figure on the throne. "Aizen-sama," he asked in his quiet voice, "why did you attempt to kill Hailbel in the last war?"

Haibel's eyes slid towards him for all of a moment, Grimmjow and Nnoitra's started more visibly. Ulquiorra's expression stayed the same.

A disgusted look grew on the handsome features of the new espada. Pale with piercing yellow eyes and long dark green hair, the new Cero espada looked to the fourth. "You have the nerve to ask our Master, our Lord such a question? You should have your tongue removed, Cuatro. He needs no reason for his actions and if he did he need not answer to you on them."

Loki balled his hand into a fist and tucked it under his jaw, propping his elbow on the arm of his chair. "It seems in your disappearance you have forgotten your place."

Ulquiorra closed his eyes, his only reaction to the barb thrown by the new espada. "I asked a question. It doesn't mean I care either way for the answer."

Loki huffed with a slight chuckle looking way from the unworthy espada. "Then why waste your breathe if you're not looking for an answer?”

A whisper of a smirk appeared and faded on the Cuatro's lips. "Maybe to read the reactions of others," he responded in that same tone.

Loki looked his way and smiled. "Then you look in the wrong place."

Ulquiorra didn't bother answering to that implied superiority. The fact that he had reacted told the Cuatro espada what he needed to know. He turned back to the throne, dismissing the new face and their exchange of words.

Aizen watched the two exchange words, both keeping their tone and composure about them. "Two very well tempered espada. I must say I am impressed with you both." Aizen looked around the table at the others seated with them. "Were there any other questions?" His look then moved back to the Fourth.

"None, Aizen-sama," Ulquiorra declared.

Aizen nodded and looked to his right hand again. "Then let’s get this moving forward. Shall we?"

As soon as Aizen laid eyes on her, she started talking again. "First order of business, at the right time, Lord Aizen and myself will retrieve the Soul Reaper in Soul Society known as Yumiko Ryouma. While we complete this mission, Espadas Cuatro and Cero will go after the humans Orihime Inoue and Karin Kurosaki. Ulquiorra, you are to go after Inoue. Loki, you are to retrieve the Kurosaki girl.

"There will be no mistakes. You will succeed or there will be consequences. Questions?"

Loki looked to Azayaka with narrowed eyes, his tone smooth and flat. "I will go after the girl, but I will not work with him."

Ulquiorra nodded curtly. "It will be no problem to retrieve Inoue," he declared, firmly ignoring the Cero espada. It was just like before. The new Cero was just like the first, trash, and beneath his notice.

Szayel only sat in his place at the table, biding his time as he watched the the new arrogant Cero espada belittle the Fourth. He found it rather comical how such small minds quibble over such nonsense.

Halibel looked to Ulquiorra as she sat back in her chair, her eyes then moving to Loki. "It would seem you have no choice in the matter. Your orders have been given."

Nnoitra grinned and watched the two, waiting for Ulquiorra to lurch forward over the table at Loki and rip his head off. But it seemed Ulquiorra had grown somber in the few years he has been hiding away. Or maybe it was the effects from the Inoue woman, and now she was being brought to Las Noches.

"Ulquiorra will definitely be a pussy by the time she leaves this place again." Nnoitra thought to himself.

No matter the reason, Nnoitra did not care. He was just waiting for his time to be called on.

"You will do as you are told, Cero espada,” Aizen’s daughter spat. “You were given orders, and you will carry them out accordingly, whether you approve of the circumstances or not. This is the first and last I will hear of it from you.” Her brown eyes pierced the Tenth espada from underneath her hood. "I hope I have made myself clear."

Loki stood slowly from the table and look to both Aizen and Azayaka. "Is this meeting adjourned? I would like to get to work and get this over with."

Looking at Loki, Aizen nodded. "Yes, you may leave. You have been given your orders. Ulquiorra, you are dismissed as well."

Loki nodded at his master and walked from the table. With a steady stride, hands in his pockets, Loki exited the throne room to go look for the young girl Karin Kurosaki.

Ulquiorra nodded. "Yes, Lord Aizen." Turning slightly, he bowed to his lord's new right hand and then left the table.

Aizen stood as his Fourth and Cero walked from the throne room. "The rest of you; disappear until you are needed, but remain close." He turned from the table and stepped away. "I will summon you when you are needed."

Aizen walked over to his throne and took back his proper ruling in Las Noches.

Starrk yawned “I think I might have dozed off…” he muttered, stretching out. His dark eyes narrowed in concentration, going over the meeting. “And it would seem this new espada has a mouth.” The Primera rose from his chair, yawning again. “Not that it’s a concern of mine…”

Grimmjow growled, getting up from the table as he slid his hands into his pockets hearing Starrk's comment. "He's an asshole. No better than that fucking piece of trash Yammy."

Grimmjow then made his way from the throne room.

In the next chapter, we finally see Gin Ichimaru emerge from the shadows~
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