Las Noches was noisy. It was the creation of a new Arrancar. Not just any Arrancar, it was being created out of an Adjuchas directly. Lord Aizen was testing the power of the Hogyoku, there was no doubt about it. The question is, will this be another failed attempt like the several others?

No, and yes.

Much to Aizen's disappointment, the Arrancar he created this time, was a fragile looking girl. He had nothing against girls, Harribel was a fine warrior, but this? He would try again next time. But, this creature had some spiritual pressure inside her. Could she be useful?

Maybe yes. Maybe no.

She had to be kept under surveillance. And Aizen knew just the person to watch her.

Ulquiorra Cifer. His most trustworthy and loyal Arrancar/Espada.

And he wouldn't disobey a command. Never.

Ulquiorra sat in the room the girl was in. Watching her every move. She behaved normally. Like a human. Too weak.

'She's just trash, I don't understand what Lord Aizen sees in her? Her spiritual pressure isn't that great.'

"You're going to look after me now?" The girl asked him.

No answer.

"You sure are quiet."

No answer.

"Aren't you going to talk?"

No answer.

"Can you talk?"

No answer, but the girl managed to make him look at her, as she advanced toward him, her hands on his face, her breath on his cheek.

'I must not kill her or hurt her. Lord Aizen has trusted me with this job.'

"You're alive aren't you?" She asked, breathing in his ear.

"Get off of me." He finally said.

The girl went backwards, clapping her hands rapidly, and looked at him with a smile.

"I win!"

"And what exactly did you win?" Ulquiorra had to ask.

"I got you to talk didn't I? What I won, is your attention." She winked at him.

Ulquiorra walked out of the room, his face emotionless, his pride hurt.