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Ulquiorra: Nocturnal Evolution Epoch	By : Kisuke.LikeABoss Category: Bleach > Het - Male/Female Views: 1835 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter 8: The Princess Crusade

The sphere popped onto the Reiōkyū omote sandō, without fanfare. Unlike when Ichigo and the other Ryoka entered Soul Society, Ulquiorra maintained great control over the Reishūkaku. The Reiōkyū omote sandō consisted of 5 discs surrounding a floating palace. He landed on the second closest disc to the Soul King's Residence. Upon impact with the path, the hollow began the trek that would lead them to the weaver princess.

He retrieved one of the Gigais he had in his possession, following Urahara's instructions he inflated it, and then strapped it to his back. Using his Zanpakutō, he lanced the Gigai and was propelled high into the air and across to the other floating disc. When he landed, there was a bright light that crossed his path and out of it, came his companions.

"Fuuuuuhhk! That was one nasty ride!" Grimmjow declared.

"The air is so thick here," Nelliel observed. "We need to get across this disc, to the palace there."

"The Gigais Urahara-san gave us seem to work well at thrusting our forms across the vast distance," Ulquiorra told his companions. "Let's move we only have 2 days left, before both of you need to get out of here."

They made their way to jump the last gap between them and their mission, when someone called from behind them. Standing there was a dark-skinned man with thick, black hair, which was shaved and dyed green on the sides. His outfit looks to be that of the Shinigami uniform. Worn over his hakama is a white, sleeveless jacket, along the bottom hem is the alternating circle and diamond pattern of a captain's haori. He has on gold-framed sunglasses with blue lenses.

"Look, look, look, here have we do what?" the strange man now spoke in a backwards speech. "Here belong don't you of two least at." He then laughed out loud, with an obnoxious nasally sound.

The hollows raised their Zanpakutōs at the man. The odd Shinigami then flipped over and landed in front of the hollows. Pointing one finger at Nelliel, he flicks his hand upwards; his spiritual pressure knocks her down. "I am Nimaiya Ōetsu, I want to know what it is that brought hollows here." The man was now very serious.

Nelliel couldn't get up from the ground. Ōetsu's reiatsu seemed to pin her to the ground. Grimmjow, seeing his queen, owner, and lover taken down, reacted without thought next. He tried to strike the weirdo with his sword, but it would not reach him. "Whadafaq!?" Grimmjow shouted. "I can't… I can't even strike this asshole!"

"Of course, Pantera will not cut his creator," Ōetsu explained. The Shinigami watched all the hollows eyes widen in shock. He laughed again, riotously. "Did you really think you could enter this place, with my Zanpakutōs, and I'd let you mar me with them? Hahaha! Funny Cat, you are!" He then pulled the blade from Grimmjow's hands and flipped it into his own. Pantera was now pointed at the astonished Grimmjow.

'He's right, Cifer. I can't cut him either,' the voice of Shin no Zetsubō tells the Cero. 'But he won't cut you with the blade.'

'What do you mean?' Ulquiorra asked of his soul's blade.

'I can't cut this man,' Kanzen said again. 'He is the Zanpakutō creator. But I am also forged from your soul, and as such, I cannot harm myself.'

'I see," Ulquiorra stated. With a quick spin, Ulquiorra flicked and overturned the Zanpakutō out of Ōetsu's hands. Grimmjow caught it midair, and had the blade thrust before him again. Both men now had their blades pointed at the Shinigami. "This is a monotonous game you are playing Shinigami. You can't cut us with our own swords, just as we cannot cut you," the Cero clarified. "So why don't you let us know what it is you are really after."

"Well, well, well. You are indeed worthy of your Murciélago, chan-Cifer," the Zanpakutō creator said to him. "Know doesn't Soul King the nothing is there." Ōetsu said, and then proceeded to knock out all three hollows with his spiritual pressure.

Before he fell into blackness, Ulquiorra could see the Shinigami looking down at him. There was only one word he could speak, "Tsuma."

"The weaver princess, see to you for then more nothing wants Reiō chan-Cifer worry don't," he said in his backwards speech.

He called his Zanpakutō spirits to grab the hollows from where he laid them out, when they asked him where, and what he wanted to do with them, he just stated, "We're taking them where they want to go, of course." And off they went, in the direction of the Reiōkyū, and the Soul King.

Orihime blinked many times, she couldn't believe what she just heard. 'I… AM… the Soul King's daughter,' she thought to herself. She wondered if then if Urahara actually did lie to her. "I'm… trying to understand what you mean. I was told that Takako was my great-great-grandmother."

"And she was," Miki told the young woman. She caressed her hair, and smoothed her hand down Orihime's cheek. "When she died, Takako should have come straight to Reiōkyū, but her soul was sent into the next girl child born to the Inoue family. And every life thereafter, she repeated the same process. It was only when your body died due to your sorrow for what had happened there on Las Noches, that the soul of Takako was released. When you reawakened, you held both the essence of Inoue Orihime, and the essence of Takako. Surely you know this."

Orihime thought back to when she gained her newer powers. She gained it when she accepted Horou, and later produced a blue phoenix to immobilize the Quinta, Nnoitra. Then when she was inside the shrinking fireball, she was with Horou and trying to get her message to Ulquiorra that he needed to move. ***Orihime could feel the battle raging around her, as her fire became smaller and smaller. There was nowhere she could go, and nothing she could do. She no longer wanted the 'nothingness'. She wanted her home, she wanted her friends, but most importantly, she wanted the man who truly stole her heart.

'Orihime?' Horou Hanahime was encompassing her, as she spoke to her. 'Ulquiorra is in danger,' she informed the healer.

'I know, I can feel it,' she told her hollow woman.

'No, not from the beast… from us!' she said and shocked the woman.

'What!? How!?' she asked.

'Your anger was beyond even my conception.' Horou said apprehensively. 'When Ulquiorra broke your heart, I tried to engulf you in the prism to give you time to cool down. But the rage was so immense.'

'What is going to happen?' Orihime asked nervously.

'We are going to explode, from what I gather,' the hollow princess gave the uneasy response.

The shocked Orihime gave a small cry then tried to reach out through her connection, to Ulquiorra. She told him to move, but there was no time, and he was too damn stubborn. As the fire came to a miniscule point, it erupted. *** After that point she remembered, there was something else with her. Something she didn't pay attention to at the time. When she spoke, there were two voices coming from her. She gained a second sword, which produced a purple dragon. Purple is the color of perfect balance, while the dragon was the legendary symbol of royalty.

Miki saw the realization cross Orihime's features, and she knew her daughter was truly returned to her. When she embraced the young woman in a motherly embrace, Orihime's arms lifted from there place at her sides to wrap around the older woman.

"Mo… Mother…?" Orihime's voice was nothing more than a whisper. Tears spilled over onto her cheeks. Miki could no longer hold her own tears back either. The two women wept in each other's embrace. Then Orihime felt something, something very familiar, and extremely strong. She could feel him, Ulquiorra was near here. He was very close to where she was. But something was wrong; it felt like his life was being torn away from him. "Mother, what is going on? Why do I feel Ulquiorra's presence dying away?"

"Your father expected the hollow to try to make his way here," Miki began. "He will retrieve the last of your essence from the thief, and he will become nothing."

"WHAT!?" the princess exclaimed.

The hollows were taken into the Soul King's palace. Ōetsu had them laid in the court room of Reiō. In the middle of the room was a large box-like structure. Swirling around it was immense energy waves. Ulquiorra was the first of the hollows to awaken; he looked over to find his companions. Nelliel was turned into a child, while Grimmjow's back was shredded and his Tres tattoo was gone. 'What is happening to them?' he thought. He didn't expect the answer, nor for it to come from the box.

"They are being nullified, hollow," the voice came and as he spoke the top of the enclosure seemed to start peeling away from the top of the box. "They carried my daughters' essence within them; I will take it back for her." The boy was barely able to stand, but managed to get on his feet.

"You don't have to do that to them," he tried to reason with the Reiō. "Send them back, to Hueco Mundo. I came here to give up the soul within me, for Orihime's release."

"You don't have a choice in the matter hollow," the Soul King told him. "I will simply take that which belongs to me!" Ulquiorra felt his insides start to burn, like part of his body was being torn in two. He looked back at his fellow hollows; he could see Grimmjow begin to turn from his Arrancar form, into an Adjuchas panther.

"I'm… telling you, you… can have… her soul… that is inside me…," the Cero explained again. He was finding it harder and harder to breath. "But… the woman… she doesn't… belong to… you!" As he said this to the Soul King, Ulquiorra collected his power, concentrating his reiatsu, and called out, "Tozase Murciélago!" The hollow human boy transformed. Ulquiorra had small horns protrude from atop his head; his black hair grew longer to below his shoulders. His fingers enlarged and they were claw like. The tear drop etchings reappeared and were elongated, thicker and blacker then before. His clothes were ripped in the back to reveal the oversized smooth shadowy wings of a bat.

Ulquiorra didn't waste his time, he collected whatever remained of his spiritual pressure for his second release, and he'd need it for this fight. "Resurrección Segunda Etāpa, Shin no Zetsubō!" From the hole in Ulquiorra's ear, spilled forth his black and green spiritual energy, wrapping him up in it. When he reappeared from the spiritual cocoon, he attained his long sharp tail, clawed feet and hands. The horns on his head were longer and pointed upwards. He looked like he did atop Las Noches, save for the hollow hole no longer at his chest and his skin no longer pale.

"She is not the kind of person who will stay enclosed in such a place. I will give you what she recklessly handed to me, I only want her free," he told the Soul King. Then he added, "But if you think she belongs to you… you are wrong. The woman is MINE!" Ulquiorra was running out of energy and time, this being seemed to be sucking his reserves from him. He formed his Lanza Del Relámpago, and while he disliked using the weapon at such a close range to himself, he plunged it into the floor below him. The Soul King yelled as if he himself were struck by the missile. An opening appeared then, in the flooring.

"The hollow, the one which hurt you, he took your essence and regenerated himself with it," Miki told her daughter. "Did you not know that?"

This made Orihime pause for a minute. "You're right. I don't know that. I know I was taken away from my parents by my brother, because they were cruel. I lived my life in contentment with him, until he was taken away from me. Because of my attachment to him, I turned my brother into a hollow, and he attacked me," she argued. Her anger was spiking, and she was able to sit up from bed. "My life was tedious, until I met and friended Kurosaki Ichigo. Falling in love with Ichigo changed my life, in ways I could never have imagined. If not for that, I never would have met Ulquiorra. I don't know who I am?" she enquired. "I am Inoue Orihime. I am an exceptional human. I am a loyal friend to my nakama. But the most important thing is I am more than just the lover of Ulquiorra Cifer, the most powerful Espada. He didn't take anything from me, that I didn't give him!" As she said these things the ceiling above them opened up. At the top Orihime could see her Espada, he was about to lose the fight with the Soul King. She was able to remove herself from her restrictions and flashed towards the reiatsu that was the Cero Espada. Miki was left to ponder her daughter's words.
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