AN: Hi everyone. This is my second fanfic ever, and I've gotten some experience with writing with my first one(which I advise reading), so I hope you'll enjoy this.

Grimmjow is one of my favorite Arrancar and I wasn't happy about how he just disappeared after the epic fight. He might be dead, but I doubt it. I don't see many GrimmxHarribel fanfics, so I'm writing my own because I think the pairing's cute.

Oh yeah, and the third main character's going to be Starrk, because he's just so cool.

Disclaimer: I don't own Bleach or any of its contents.

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He gave the chains another pull, but knew that it was meaningless. The metal was far stronger than steel, and the walls around him were made of Sekkiseki, preventing from using any reiatsu.

He was helpless. The blood around him, mementos of his torture, was dry and black, no longer reflecting the ominous light that filled the cell.

This was a fate worse than death. He was defeated by that boy, and only his will to destroy had kept him standing. He remembered his last strike foiled by the enemy, and the sudden sharp pain as he was attacked from the side.

The boy, a shinigami with a strange Hollow mask, defeated him, and would not even give him a warrior's death. He spared him.

In the end, death was preferable. He was taken to the Soul Society, and was judged to be a danger to them. They sealed him in the Maggot's Nest, in the top security cells.

To be imprisoned forever.

What's worse was the torture. That skeleton-faced bastard who called himself a scientist tortured him, performed painful experiments, and even- he touched his bare right cheek- tore his mask fragment off.

It hurt. Nothing he had ever endured before compared to this.

In the time he could think, when he wasn't being tortured, or unconscious, he would consider killing himself and ending it. It would be easy to just strangle himself or smash his head against the wall. But his pride would never allow it.

Still, he wanted to die. For the first time in his life, Grimmjow Jaegerjaques wanted to die.

The blue-haired Arrancar threw his head back and let out a long, tortured scream.

Let me die already…

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Kisuke Urahara had a curious personality. Although his morality usually stopped him from doing anything that would threaten a person's life, he nonetheless possessed curiosity only expected of a researcher.

This new machine was his pride and joy. It was built using research material collected from the Winter War two years ago, and along with a little help, he had designed something he called a 'Reincarnation Machine'.

Sure, it was unstable, and could possibly break upon use or blow up the entire Karakura Town upon use, but as usual, his dangerous scientist curiosity took over.

It looked weird. Jinta said it looked 'stupid', which had earned him an entire day's worth of more work from Tessai, who had helped build it. The machine looked rather bulbous, but the point was that a body was supposed to be placed in each of the two 'compartments'. From what Urahara has researched, it was supposed to do something akin to Orihime's powers, but he has no idea whether it worked or not.

As for test subjects, those two Espada corpses he 'collected' and hid worked perfectly. He felt a little guilty using the bodies as tests, but if it worked, they'd be alive, and hopefully they won't be mad.

It had about a 90% chance of destroying everything and 5% chance to break, at least that's what he thinks. Urahara was lucky Yoruichi was in the Soul Society with Soifon, or she would beat him to a pulp as soon as he tries to activate it.

Not to say he didn't take precautions. Tessai was going to prepare the strongest barrier he could in case of danger, but Urahara really had no idea how large the explosion could be. The only way to know for sure was to try it out.

"OK, Tessai! Prepare the barrier, and make it as strong as possible!" the shopkeeper hopped carefully out of the zone marked with thick yellow lines, and pointed his cane at a certain part of the machine. "Hado No. 1, Sho."

The weakened Kido hit a button, causing the entire machine to shake violently. At that particular moment, Urahara was actually afraid it would actually blow up.

"Uh oh," was all he managed to say as the machine began to give off large amounts of smoke, and the hollow capsules all over the compartments began to fill up and glow. "I don't think that's supposed to happen. Hey, Tessai! You sure the barrier's strong enough?"

The former Kido Corps captain was sweating and looking as though he was about to fall over. "Manager… I'm almost at my limit. At this rate, I probably won't have enough energy to stop the machine if it really does explode. There's something strange, though. It's as if those pipes are… absorbing the reiatsu from the barrier and using it to fill those capsules."

Urahara held onto his hat to prevent it flying off. "It's draining your reiatsu? Why would it do that?" Frowning, he looked back to the machine to find that the compartments were glowing as well. "I see… I think it's because the machine needs a strong reiatsu to feed the corpses. Otherwise it'd be impossible to reincarnate them."

But he still wasn't sure whether the machine was working properly yet. After all, it had about a less than 5% chance of succeeding. He had no idea how he would explain to Yoruichi, Ichigo or anyone else if the explosion damages a large part of Karakura.

And it was pretty self-explanatory if it blew up the whole city.

"Hmm… the shaking's beginning to stop." The Reincarnation Machine gave one more violent jolt, and finally stopped. All the capsules seemed to have burst, and smoke was emitted from each one.

The barrier cracked. Tessai had used up too much energy, and was sprawled on the floor unconscious. Urahara approached the machine carefully. "Ururu! Jinta! Come down and take care of Tessai!"

"OK!" Ururu's voice echoed from the shop, and sounds of someone climbing down the ladder soon followed.

Urahara touched the machine, but quickly pulled it back once he felt the burning hot surface. He soon realized it was because it was still vibrating. It was obvious, though. The machine was broken. The experiment must have failed.

He was only half-right. A sleepy voice was heard inside one of the compartments. "Huh? What the hell? Where am I? Ouch!" A bumping sound was heard. It sounded as though the person inside had hit his head against the inside.

The shopkeeper wiped his forehead. "Phew, looks like it worked after all."

"What worked?"

Urahara froze. That female voice was all too recognizable. "Y-Yoruichi…san…" He slowly turned, gulping. I'm dead if she finds out what I've been doing, he thought to himself.

Yoruichi had her arms folded, and her expression showed she was obviously not impressed. "What have you been doing, Kisuke? What's that machine?"

"U-uh…" Urahara waved his hands in front of him, "Well… you see… it's, uh… I can explain!"

The female raised an eyebrow. "Explain?"

He gulped. Out of everyone he has ever met, Yoruichi was the person that scared him the most. "It's… uh… an experiment!"

Yoruichi sighed. "I can tell it's an experiment! What have I told you, Kisuke? Don't perform experiments that you know could be dangerous! You're not Kurotsuchi, so don't act as reckless as him! I could sense the crazy reiatsu a mile away! What would have happened if you blew up something?"

Urahara looked to the floor in shame. "I know it was likely to explode…"

"Don't interrupt!" Yoruichi shouted, but turned her attention to the machine when a knock came from the inside as well as a yawn.

"Geez… what's with the yelling? And I thought I could take advantage of where I am to take a nap." Another yawn. "Anyway, since I'm all awake now, could you please let me out of here?"

Urahara walked to the compartment and put his hand on one of the handles. "Come to think of it…" Yoruichi said, more calmly this time, "What were you trying to test?"

The shopkeeper grinned mischievously. "Reincarnation!"

Yoruichi ran towards Urahara and bashed him on the head. "How could you try and experiment on something like reincarnation? Are you deliberately trying to interrupt the natural cycle?"

"I wasn't trying to interrupt it… just speed up the process." Urahara replied.

The person inside the compartment knocked again. "Ahem."

Urahara grabbed the handles again, and gave a strong pull. "It's tight. Hey, Yoruichi-san, give me a hand here."

The two of them pulled the compartment open, to find a middle-aged man, with straight shoulder-length hair, and a rather sleepy face. "Thanks."

Yoruichi's eyes widened. "K-Kisuke! Isn't this…"

Urahara offered the man his hand, and pulled him out of his resting place. "Yes, this is the Arrancar and former Primera Espada, Coyote Starrk."

"Kisuke… why would you…" Yoruichi was at a loss for words. Her best friend- or one of them- had just resurrected one of the most dangerous Arrancar to ever live.

The shopkeeper was about to give a response, but Starrk responded for him. "I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, I don't have any intention on fighting. Fighting's such a bother, and the only reason I did it for Aizen was because I didn't want to die."

The two were unable to speak at first. Even Urahara was surprised. He didn't expect the reincarnated Arrancar to have retained all his memories.

He scratched his head, still looking around. "What a bother… to be honest, I would've just stayed in Los Noches that day instead of going into a war with shinigami if I had a choice. But looks like…" he felt his chest, and his neck. "I'm not even an Arrancar anymore. Now how did that happen?"

They were all interrupted again by a sudden rumbling sound as the main control of the machine started up again. However, this time it only energized the left half- the half that held the other compartment.

Yoruichi stared. "Kisuke… who's in that other one?"

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Tia Harribel was rarely surprised by anything.

Until she was forcibly pulled from black darkness to consciousness.

"Where… am I?" Even though this new area was dark as well, the different feelings of death and life were obvious.

"…Harribel, huh." A muffled, but familiar voice spoke out. It was that of her former comrade, Coyote Starrk.

"How's this possible?" she asked herself. With the small amount of space available, she moved her hand with difficulty to touch her face.

Her mask fragment was gone.

A sharp stab of light pierced her eyes as someone opened the compartment. Three people, only one of which she recognized.

A middle-aged man wearing green with the strangest hat she's ever seen. His face clearly shows his mischievous personality.

A dark-skinned woman with an odd hair color- purple. Her bright orange top hurt her eyes to look at, having seen nothing but darkness for an unknown amount of time.

As for the last person, it was, as she thought, Coyote Starrk. The Primera was as lazy and bored-looking as ever.

Harribel tried to speak out to them, but her voice came out strained and weak. "Why did you…"

They gave her sad looks, and helped pull her out of the compartment. She would have resisted, but her body was fatigued and lacking any energy at all. It was almost as if she were in control of a puppet with cut strings.

She was, however, grateful to see light again, after so long.

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AN: This introduction chapter was… difficult to write. For those of you that maybe couldn't tell, Mayuri was doing really painful things to poor Grimmjow. As for the Reincarnation Machine, some more info on it will be next chapter. I realize it may be a cliché way of resurrecting them, but I really couldn't think of another way to do it.

I'm not going to say anything about the fact that Starrk and Harribel aren't Arrancar anymore just yet. Next chapter, a lot will make sense.

Are any of the characters OOC? I thought Yoruichi may have been. Grimmjow is understandable since he's in despair after being sealed away in the Maggot's Nest for so long.

Please give me any praise/advice/comments/criticism! I love those!