[Next morning ~ Agito's POV]

It was early 'morning' out in Hueco Mundo. I stood in the middle of the bone white sandy desert, awaiting my 2 pupils. Oh how cruel I was going to be to them. I had already made plans of what I must teach them and what I wanted to teach them. All of the lesson shall be taught with an iron fist. I will not show mercy or compassion. Why should I? They're nothing to me but pawns. Not my own pawns of course but Aizen's.

I felt 2 distinct flares of reiatsu coming straight towards me. I unsheathe Michael and made the metal in my hands heat up until heat waves were pouring out of it. Michael hummed in excitement, finally being able to test his limits in this world of darkness.

"Diabolos-sama," acknowledge Starrk when he arrived. I wait of the skeleton king to arrive before ordering them both.

"Unsheathe your swords. This is a fight to the death." I flashstepped behind Starrk and lashed out, going for his neck. Luckily, he had enough instinct to par my strike, blocking the thrust with an awkward twist of his wrist. I twisted my legs around and lashed out, mixing martial arts with swordsmanship. Starrk was obviously unprepared for the hit and was sent flying back. A shadow of darkness loomed over me and I smirked before raising my bare hand to block the axe.

"Wh-what?!" The skeleton king cried out when I blocked the blade with only my hand.

"You're a hundred years too young to overwhelm me with your tiny strength." I took ahold of the blade and pulled it forward, dragging the king along with it. I pulled my zanpakuto close before thrusting it forward, cutting the golden crown on its head in half.

"Starrk! Come join the party!" Starrk dashed forward and we began to fight. His swordsmanship was rather sloppy but at least he could instinctively hold a sword with the right grip. To end the battle quick, I snapped my wrist around and sliced the insides of his wrist, making him drop his blade.

"HOW DARE YOU-"

"Silence," I ordered. I changed my grip on my zanpakuto and launched the blade like a spear at the skeleton king. It was lodged into it's ribs, closest to the heart but I called back my zanpakuto and with a awful sound of shattered bone, a rib went flying into the air as I caught the blade once again in my hand. I sheathed Michael before giving my assessment.

"Starrk, you have the potential to be a great swordsman but you lack the training, discipline, and knowledge of a swordsman. You don't know how to yield a sword but at least you had the grip right. I'm guessing that this sword you have isn't your zanpakuto?" He silently nodded at me. I continued, "We'll start from the basics and work our way up. I will not go easy on you or show any shortcut. I'll expect you every morning at 5:00." I turned to the skeleton.

"You may be a person of great leadership but you have the weakness of any king. You underestimate your opponents power and have grown arrogant during your reign of Hueco Mundo. I will teach you true power and fear which you haven't had a good dosage of in a while. I expect you every morning at 8:00 when I done training Starrk. Am I clear?"

"You ruined my crown!" I rolled my eyes. This 'skeleton king' is nothing more than a skeleton brat.

"Well isn't that too bad, want a band-aid for your booboo? Grow up. Every king shall fall and the way I see it, that crown was worthless from the very beginning." I looked towards Starrk to find his wrists still bleeding slightly. I stepped towards him and placed a hand over his bleeding wrists. I concentrated before letting my hand glow with a light blue healing reiatsu.When I was finished healing him, I went back to my spot, 10 feet away from them and raised a hand.

"Let's fight, hand-to-hand combat."

...

It didn't take long to evaluate their current skill which was nothing short of barbaric. They had potential, yes but that was all they had. Other than that, they had hollow instinct, speed, and strength. Starrk had the potential to become a great swordsman and the skeleton brat had potential to become a great strategist if only he'd put away his pride. All in all, I had a long ways to go before they're the perfect little soldiers.

[3 years later]

"Faster! Shoot faster!" I ordered before speeding forward. Blue rays of ceros zoomed by me but I didn't let that deter me from my goal.

"I'm going as fast as I can!" cried Lilynette within her handgun form. Lilynette was apart of Starrk and vise versa. Starrk though was the main soul [or I suspect he is] as Lilynette became the release weapon. It was a strange existence these 2 have but they make it work. They act more like brother and sister to be anything more or less.

"Not good enough!" I lashed out, thrusting my hand forward to knock away the ceros coming my way. Before I could get close to Starrk, he flips away from me and we resume our dance of death. It amuses me slightly that not only was he a good swordsman but a gunman too. I made Michael ablaze before pointing the tip at Starrk.

"Pillar of fire, cherabib's decent." Starrks eyes widened at the fast approaching beam of hellfire coming straight at him and he barely dodged the hit, but it still burnt his side.

"Starrk!" I flashstepped in front of him before lashing down, not intending to show any mercy. Starrk has long since learned of my ways and raised Lilynette defensively.

"Yeowch! Hot! Hot! Hot!"

"Sh-shut up," Starrk groaned, weakened from the blood lose and my overbearing strength. We both felt it then. It was barely a whisper, a faint hint, like a fly buzzing by your ear. But it was there, Starrk and I separated before flashstepping back to the castle. On the way, I quickly healed Starrks side so he was at least a little bit presentable towards our guests. Over the last few years, I've nearly mastered the art of healing, save for a few things, from having to repair both Stark and that dumbass skeleton brat. When we arrived, Lilynette changed back to her sealed form and Coyote deactivated his released state. I walked all the way to the thrown room before pulling it open.

"Ah, here she is now. Welcome back Agito." I wanted to roast him alive. I wanted to burn every inch of flesh away and make him walk without his feet. I wanted to torture him so slowly, he'll believe he was in hell before he could take his last breath.

"It's Diabolos to you," I hissed. I hated him. Every fiber of my being hated him. I loathed the very sight of him. I was disgusted by his presence. There are no words to describe how much I hated this man's existence.

"Of course Agito-san but first, meet your new students." It was then did I see 3 new arrancars standing behind him. One was a beautiful green haired woman with a tattooed magenta mark over her nose. She wore a white suit that covered nearly all her skin and I can tell by her stance that she was someone with honor. Another woman was beside her, wearing a white half translucent gypsy costume with her long purple hair pined up in a ponytail. She was smirking maliciously, showing off a row of shark like teeth. A tall man was last. Tall, skinny, with greasy black hair with a strange crescent moon weapon attached to his back.

"This here is Nelliel Tu Odelschwanck the Tres, Maria Rios the Cuatro, and Nnoitra Gilga the Quinto. I trust that your old students will help in their training?"

"Do you think so little of me that I can't handle 3 students at once Aizen?" Maria giggled, sounding more like the giggle of a hyena.

"So you're the little whore Aizen-sama's been taking about. I don't see anything special. In fact I bet you give such a bad fuck, men demand a refund."

"Silence," I growled, "First lesson." I flashstepped forward and used my nail to split her in half. Nothing fazes me now. After 3 years of being in this god forsaken land, I've learned my limits and built resistance to horror. I've dealt enough with it to last me centuries. I flick my fingers to remove the droplets of blood.

"I am your authority. You will not challenge my authority unless you want to look like this...thing. You are nothing to my eyes and I care not whether you have a little disagreement with me. The moment you sworn yourself into Aizen's cause, you forfeited your life. You will address me as Diabolos-sama. Tomorrow, I expect you to meet me outside in the desert for a little training. Don't expect mercy." I could see the shock in both of them but there was a difference between Nelliel and Nnoitra. Nelliel's shock changed to passiveness while Nnoitra's shock changed to pleasure, bloodlust pleasure.

"Now look what you've done. You've killed the Cuatro," Aizen says with a hint of amusement, like a child when he broke a toy, knowing that he's gonna get a new one.

"My apologies. But that's why you've chosen her isn't it? For me to teach a lesson." I looked back at Aizen, even if the sight of him makes my stomach churn.

"Of course, but now that you've gotten rid of Cuatro, will you be a dear and get me a new one?" He steps towards me and takes a strand of my hair before pressing it to his lips. I smack Aizen's hand away before heading outside. Once outside, I ran. There was no specific place that I was going. I was just....running. There was no reason to reason but then again there was no reason not to. I ran through the desert, killing hollows as I passed by. When I was far enough, I stopped running.

'Diabolos,' I called. I heard a sigh behind me but I didn't have to turn around. Diabolos put his arms around me in an intimate hug.

"Yes, Agito-sama?" I don't bother to remove myself from him.

"Help me find a hollow. A strong hollow, one that is Espada worthy." Diabolos arms tightened around me and he pressed his face into my hair. Diabolos was a lonely soul, so lonely that he would never claim anything as his unless the object agrees. When he was created inside me, I had to accept him for who he is. This caused him to be slightly possessive, like a child jealous over his mothers attention to another sibling.

"Follow me."

[Unknown POV]

It was peaceful. No, not peaceful it was nothing. It was the absolute void. My 'happiness'. If 'happiness' should ever exist, it should be this void of nothingness. I had found it. This place of 'birth'. This place of solitude from which void takes form. It was my solitude, my resting place. My end.

But then it whispered something. Something I couldn't -would never- hear. I opened my eyes, eyes that could see merely fact. I was looking up to the night. There was nothing out of place, but what was this...whispering? This slight shiver of change I can feel in my skin. It haunts me. Another shiver runs through me. No, not through me. Through the void. This tremor of change runs through the white void, my 'happiness'. It starts to disappear. Like dust. Is that all I am? All that is void? Is my 'happiness' dust? It disappears, slowly, as if reluctant to leave. I don't move. I say good bye with my eyes.

I feel a presence. 2 actually. I turn my head to acknowledge the presence. A woman dressed in white stood staring down at me with an expression of both curiosity and sadness. A man dressed in black stood behind her. He was of darkness but he stood behind the woman protectively. They are nothing. I stood up.

"Who are you?" The woman asks. I can hear her? What is she? Who is she that I can hear her? Who am I? The woman steps forward, I study her. Gold eyes with feline pupils. Dark blue hair, could be lighter in a brighter sky but it was a dark blue here in this desert of nothing. She had a sword at her side but she didn't intend harm.

"What is your name?" she repeats. She steps closer, the closest a being has ever came to me. The man behind her reflexively reaches out but he doesn't touch her. What is my name? What am I? I must answer her. She is the first to speak to me. She broke my void.

"Ulquiorra." The sound from my mouth is dry. There is no life in my voice that she has. She doesn't smile in approval, nor does she show any disapproval.

"Who are you?" I ask. What are you? Why can I hear your voice when I could hear nothing before? Your eyes shine gold like a hollows greed but you are not among the heartless. You're not Shinigami for you dress in white instead of black apparel. Are you a Reina [Queen], a Diosa [goddess], or perhaps an all powerful Dios [God] in this realm of death?

"I am Agito Diabolos." The man in black steps forward and puts a hand on her shoulder.

"Agito-sama, we must get going." Even he address her as Agito-sama. She is someone of authority whether it be of royalty, god-ship, or infinite creator...she just is. She nods before waves her hand. The man of the darkness disappears like a black fog and she turns away from me.

"Where are you going?" My Reina?

"I go back to my cage from which you can't follow," she says. But my Reina, I'll follow you everywhere. She started walking away but I echo her footsteps. She says nothing and I say nothing.

"Why are you following me? Do you want to die? You won't have freedom if you follow me." My Diosa, why are you caged? A Diosa shouldn't be caged.

"Where you go, I go even to my death my Reina." She turns around. Are you displeased with my name for you, my Diosa? I am merely but a servant to you. You who hold the first words I've heard. You who hold my respect. You who freed me from the void.

"Reina? I'm not a Queen."

"Then a Diosa you are or are you Dios."

"Neither. I'm mortal."

"Mortal soul or not, I shall follow you."

"Why?" Why not, my Reina?

"You have broken void. What other being than a god can break void? I shall follow you forever. I give myself to you." My Reina, I shall be your soldier. My Diosa, I shall be your servant. My Dios, I shall be yours. A spark of of anger flashed in her hollows-greed golden eyes. Are you angered with me, majesta [your majesty]?

"Don't toss about your life nor swear yourself to another without knowing the deeds of your master. Never chain yourself to one who might cause you or others heartache," she said fercily. Senoria, why are you angered? I shall swear myself to you not to anyone else. Will you hurt me? Will you hurt others? Are you planning to do either? No, you are not. You are the Senoria in+ Blanca. My Reina, Diosa and Dios. I shall serve you and you only. She turned away from me before disappearing. My eyes could see her running, running fast across the dunes. I follow her. Not by my feet but by my wings. My Diosa, why do you run? Why do you wish me free?

She ran upon the bone white sand, barely leaving a footprint in her wake. There, in the distance, a white structure stood. A palace. The place my Diosa was running too. How was this her cage? Isn't this her sanctuary? She arrived at tall doors. I stood 30 meters away. She knew I was here, why doesn't she acknowledge me? She didn't even have to knock on the door, it swung open for her. There stood a man at the door, smiling at her.

Brown wavy hair, wearing the same white as she. But he wasn't the same as she. He was more powerful, commanded more authority. She hated him. She didn't look at him, and when she did, she loathed him.

"Back so soon? Where is the Cuatro?"

"I found no one. I shall look again tomorrow."

"You displease me Agito. What about him?" He acknowledged my presence. Who is he?

"He followed me. He isn't the Cuatro." My Reina, why do you shield me? You deny my oath but why? The man gestures at me to come forward.

"Come," he commanded. I obeyed. She doesn't acknowledge me. Why, my Reina, do you not accept my oath?

"Will you join my cause? To rule the world, to gain power. You may have anything you want in the end if you'd only join my cause and obey any and all orders I give you." Why did you join, my Diosa? You could rule the world without this man. You could gain power without his control. Why are you chained down by this man.

"I will." Her head snaps around and she glares at me in anger. Why are you angry, my Diosa? If I cannot swear myself to you, then I shall join your cause and be chained to the same chains as you. May I do that my Diosa?

"Interesting," The man says before turning to Agito-sama. He says to her, "He seems to have grown attached to you, Agito. He shall be the Cuatro. Do you object, Agito?"

"It's Diabolos to you, Sosuke," she hissed. She hated him. But this wasn't some petty hatred some humans have because of their pride, it was a righteous hatred. He was holding something over her head and she hated him for it.

"I know." The man named Sosuke opened the door wider. Agito-sama entered and I followed. The man didn't follow as she walked through the halls. Halls of pure white. White...like my 'happiness', my void. Why is this place, a place that is supposed to be her 'happiness' her cage? She turns a corner before facing me. The fury was evident but why? Why are you angry at me, my Dios.

"You have gained your freedom but you chain yourself down again? Why would you do that? You should have ran away with your freedom." Freedom. Why is it so precious to her, this freedom? What made her give up her own if it is so precious to her?

"What is the point of living if your existence isn't chained to something?" Her fists clenched tight and her jaw tightened in frustration.

"I warned you and you heedlessly chained yourself to Satan himself." I stepped closer.

"I swear myself to you, my Reina. I will only die once you order me to. You will be the final order. I am your soldier." Her eyes narrowed but anger was defusing from her aura. She breathed in slowly to calm herself before giving me a response.

"I accept your oath. You're my soldier and I shall give you your first command. You will be Aizen's favorite. Make him trust you. Gain as much information on his future plans as you can before reporting to me. You will have this chance to gain his complete trust once his plan starts to move. For now, you must never tell anyone of your oath." She turned away and started walking down the halls.

"Why must I never tell?"

"By being the Cuatro, you've sworn yourself to Aizen's cause. I am merely a Comadante of his army. If he catches word that his Comadante has a soldier that has sworn his very heart to me, he will keep a closer eye on me than he already has." She is a Comadante. Not a Reina or Diosa as I thought but a Comadante. Someone who holds the power of the military, the one with the military's complete respect and trust. She has an army at her very fingertips so why doesn't she use it against Aizen? Simple, Aizen is more powerful.