The sword Reborn

The loud sound of footsteps clanking against a cold stone floor echoes against the tall walls of Las Noches. These steps get louder and louder as they near their destination several meters ahead. Darkness fills a majority of the area , a place formerly untouched by the modern world and bathed in mystery. The steps finally stop as the artificial moon light shines through large windows revealing a giant rectangular table and exactly ten seats surrounding it with plenty of room for people to stand behind them. A pale white hand large enough to palm a watermelon and feral enough to cut through steel gently carresses the long tables smooth white marble exterior. The hand slowly runs all the way across the table until it finally reaches its end and seperates itself. The moonlights glitens on a mean ghostly face. It is senshu yamaguchi, the segunda espada, come to take his seat at this table of knights.

"hmph."


The espada murmmurs as he looks around to see no one else present. Several hours ago the Ancient One had spread word to every espada and some numeros to meet in the throne room to discuss the future of las noches. While Senshu normally wouldn't take orders from anyone weaker than him, the ancient one did have a point, now that almost all of the espada have been reassembled, the time for action has come. Even though the ageless arrancar isn't present in the room himself, the others would likely respond to his request. He's really like a figurehead. Good for building up morale and giving perhaps a few bits of wisdom, but if he were to say, 'suffer an accident', the espada as a whole would not be hurt, unlike that of the soul society and their spirit king. The stern beastly espada claps his hands together and places his elbows on the table to rest his chin against his clasped hands. He begins to ponder.


It is about time that we come together to decide our future. Too long have i waited on the sidelines for another to lead the way. I just hope that everyone else is not fool enough to actually believe in peace between species like some people. We must prevail where that imbicile Aizen failed. We must have War...



Senshu closes his eyes, as he begins to form battle strategies in his head.

Izanami's room was hardly anything spectacular. A black cloak hung in the corner next to a full length mirror she had stolen from the human world a large queen sized bed she had managed to smuggle, and a round table that held a deck of cards and a cup with three dice in it. Although she never had anyone to play her games with she hoped someday soon she would get the chance to show the others the tricks of her trade. For now, she stood in front of the tall mirror as she soothed the bottom of her dress out. Where normally she sported a red kimono with many revealing natures to it she did not figure it best to look such a part at a meeting called by the Ancient.

Most everyone in Las Noches knew the vixan not to be a shy person, but hey, sometimes you had to act the part you were given. During this meeting Izanami was intent on learning what this Espada planned on doing with itself. She would expect nothing less than domination; so as to not be a distraction she wore traditional black baggy dress pants and a black bra to cover up her intimate parts. She covered the rest of her top half with long-sleeve dress shirt tied just below her belly button only giving hint to a mid-rift and buttoned only high enough to cover the bra but not the cleavage it left. The collar of the shirt was popped and the sleeved were rolled up to her elbows. If it hadn't been for her breasts she could probably be mistaken for a short man due to her towering height.

Orange eyes were still glinting as Izanami's persona seemed to take on a whole new aspect. The businessman of the sly fox. A salesman ready to talk you into a clunker for a price three times than what she originally played. She placed her hands in the pockets of the pants and did a quick once over herself. It had been a long time when she would actually be taken seriously and she wanted to look the part perfectly. Her face held none of the make-up she normally wore. Her eyes were naturally darkened around the lid to make the orange of her eyes pop. Other than that she would be showing nothing more than her natural beauty. Combing a hand through her hair she turned on her bare heels, as she still had no fancy for shoes, and headed towards the meeting room where the Ancient had called them.

Her feet made a soft pat pat pat against the floors of las noches. She kept her gaze shut though as she focused on her footsteps a moment before moving quickly to the room. Meat was the first thing she smelled as she approached the outside of the door, and she identified it as Senshu immediately. It didn't surprise her he was the first one into the room as she turned the corner to see him staring intensely at the table. She tilted her head a little bit before smirking and making her way to her chair and making the comment, "You shouldn't think so hard, it makes you look constipated,"

When she reached her seat she spun it with her index finger of her right hand as she made herself comfortable. When she turned herself back to the table she quickly propped her feet up onto it and folded her hands across her stomach as she placed a grin on her lips and let a giggle escape from them, "Great things are going to come of this org, you shouldn't look so dismal about it" she predicted with a look on her face that was one of pure smiles. Her eyes even had a dance to them as her brain turned with cunning ideology of the future.

On the sands of Hueco Mundo a white haired figure clad in a black w/ white trim uniform could be seen walking casually towards Las Noches, a long blood red scarf trailing in the air behind him as he walked. It was non other than the Quinta Espada returning from a long night walking the sands of Hueco Mundo, he had just got word of a meeting being called in the throne room. Crossing the rest of the distance between himself and Las Noches the Espada vanished in a buzz only to reappear just inside Las Noches' white halls. As the Quinta walked the halls the brief impact of his black combat boots on white stone floors echoed throughout the large building.

Coming to the end of a corridor the white haired Espada finds himself at the partially open door of the throne room as the sound of Izanami's voice reaches his ears,"Great things are going to come of this org, you shouldn't look so dismal about it" With a small laugh to himself the Espada enters the room.

[1st Person]

Walking into the throne room I spotted Izanami and Senshu, the first looking much more serious than usual, and Senshu himself seemed deep in thought. Segunda, Sexta.. I see no one else has arrived yet. I walked over to a nearby seat and sat down, leaning back into the seat I looked to the ceiling of the room. With a sigh I began contemplating what the meeting would mean for the Espada Renacer, speaking with a silent tone I voiced my thoughts, So this meeting... shall be important, and personally I hope it leads to more power... what of the two of you? my voice trailed off once again as closed my eyes, relaxing as my senses push out over Las Noches and into the reaches of Hueco Mundo.

Miguel was sitting back and relaxing when he was informed of a meeting of the Espada. the first meeting of the Espada Renacer... and we haven't even filled all 10 ranks yet. I wonder what we will discuss at the meeting... thought Miguel. He rose to a standing position and began to Sonido toward the great meeting hall of Los Noches. When he got in, he saw that only Espada 2, 5, and 6 had arrived. He walked into the room and spoke. "Greetings, fellow Espada!" said Miguel. He walked over to his seat and sat down. "So what will we be discussing?" he asked.

Walking through the endless dunes of hueco mundo a lone arrencar is highlighted by the forever moon. His,head rises.
1st person

Feeling the reiatsu of several other espada"so they all are together now. Maybe,i,should show up. They are putting out so much reiatsu I can taste it." I slowly begin walking to where they are convening. Step by step the sand seems to grow harder and harder until the ground becomes white,brick."the towers of loc noches." I say in amazement as it still is incredable to me. Entering the spire the rest of the espada I move to the doorway as I,enter I stop to observe tje goIngs on

Senshu continues to think of battle tactics as iza enters. His concentration is not broken by her cute remark. As miguel , veloz and tazuma arrive senshu finally looksup and stands.


what will we be discussing


Senshu places his hands behind his back and begins to slowly pace around the long table which everyone is sitting at.

"What we will be discussing here today is the future of hueco mundo, the future of las noches. the future of the espada...As you may or may not know, from this point foward the espada will make all major decions through council, meaning each of you should give your imput..and i know many of you may have some kind of kindship towards the shinigami and humans, but what i want to discuss on this night...is war...."

"War.."
That word went throughout Cross's mind as he dropped from the ceiling onto the table infront of the other Espada. His red hair drops over his face as his right horn is even more cracked than before. He pushed his red hair back rolling his neck as teh red '3" resided on his right cheek.

He rolled his eyes over all the Espada in the room, walking over to a chair, floating down into it. The first one he noticed was Veloz, with his new form he has just set his eyes on.

[1st person]
"So you finally ripped it off huh? How does it feel?" I say smiling as i look over to Iza and Senshu. Iza was more serious than she usually was, but Senshu, something about him threw me off.

Walking to a chair around the circle table I pull it out and sit listening to senshu speak I smile"war you say. War hapoened last time and the results we all know the results of that indever." Looking around the room to everyones face I can see it. I stand"we need to train,grow stronger,and work together if war is what we want to do. Use tactics as opposed to a straight on attack. We don't even have a full espada yet. We still need two to fill the spots left from the past."
As my red cloak flows behind me I let loose a bit me reiatsu then I wanted too. Quickly I regain control and smile"excuse me for that." I quickly ask"so senshu what is your thoughts about my idea?"

Rene stood passively in the corner. He despised being in meetings, almost as much as he despised having superiors. He grew bored, tired, and frankly hungry. Still, he did not say a word, until finally, something caught his attention- just one single word: war. War never changes, every one knows that. It put a smile on his face. "Please continue, senior segunda..." he requested.

'War..' That word coming from the Segunda's mouth peaked my attention, I leaned forward slightly in my seat and opened my eyes bringing my focus back to this meeting. The first thing I had noticed when I opened my eyes was the sudden arrival of Cross as he asked about finally removing my mask. Tch, you missed more than the removal of my mask Cross... I was about to continue on when the Jack, the Primera walked in and took his seat before voicing his opinion on what happened to the last espada. That part of the conversation I didn't quite catch but the next part I was sure too, Jack continued on to say "we need to train,grow stronger,and work together if war is what we want to do. Use tactics as opposed to a straight on attack. We don't even have a full espada yet. We still need two to fill the spots left from the past."

Already thoughts were milling through my head, I could agree with Jack on this aspect. I began tapping my pointed finger nails on the table infront of me before the Octava Espada spoke asking the Segunda to continue on. 'Tch' I thought too myself before finally speaking up, War... is indeed needed, but the Primera is right we must become stronger together and learn how to work together unlike the last Esapada.. Otherwise we're doomed to fail just as they did. With my words spoken I once again leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes, my fingers absent mindedly tapping on the edge of the table.