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With Lusha's transformation complete, Achana chuckled darkly at the birth of another powerful addition to the ranks of Las Noches. Her Fraccion might eventually become powerful enough to call herself Espada one day, and this pleased her immensely. Azazel and Belial immediately went over to Lusha and semi-kidnapped her back to were their mistress had went to seat herself in preparation for Ronan to put a rebellious soul in it's place. While Hayate struck out at Ronan, the Red Queen simply mused to herself as she prepared to be entertained by a vicious murder scene. "Come on, sister! Let's play dress up!", Belial chirped as Azazel had already begun forcing a new uniform on Lusha, comically groping her in the process in classic lewd ecchi fashion. The weird union souled Arrancar were simply having too much fun getting some clothes on the nude addition to the family.

Lilith had paused her beating of the slave labor to watch the display of disrespect from Hayate for a moment before spitting to the ground, "Stupid men... I hope they kill each other." She then turned back to her divine purpose of asserting Achana's will over the rest as she cracked her whip and growled at the lesser Hollow which had stopped at the manifestation of reiatsu once again. "GET BACK...TO...WORK!!!", Lilith screeched in pure malice as her whip took a beetle Hollow's head off it's shoulders, and immediately instilled a sense of dread back to the situation. If you weren't strong enough to command, then your only options were to obey or die. This was the way of Hueco Mundo. This was the only set of laws that mattered, no matter what order the Espada exuded on the surface.

The good news was that with the combined efforts of all involved, give or take some set-backs, the progress on the restoration was pretty nominal, and eventually would give way to a rebirthed area of desolation that it once had been...with a new addition of a portal to a strange realm.

It happened in a flash, Hayate drew his sword and rushed the Primo Espada in attempt to strike him down, but he moved just too slow for his own good. Ronan had quickly brandishes his massive false zanpaku-tou in his free hand and carved a down on the arm holding the weapon, severing it from the rest of the Hollow's body if he was not capable of evading the attack. In a single flick of a wrist, that massive great sword seemed to separate form its hilt folding back, before a blade of black and red energy take its place forming a scythe. "That is a mistake that you will never get to make again..." Was the only thing that Ronan would say as he quickly slashed and swung that scythe with a single hand. It too cutting into his former Fraccion with each stroke not able to be dodged. The flurry of blows against the fellow Hollow only ceases as he turns away from the man. His scythe shifting form scythe to sword, before being replaced on his back once more. It wasn't till the weapon was placed on his back that the effects of his rapid slashing would appear, as every cut that Hayate received would erupt in a torrent of blood. A smirk crossing Ronan's face as his heterochromatic eyes fell to each of his remaining Fraccion one at a time, "Anyone else share his sentiment?" In the chaos that elapsed for mere moments his attention had been, obviously drawn from his fellow Espada and her Fraccions, but the loud crack of Lilith's whip turns his head once more. "Seems like my Fraccion do not quite worship me as your do." The large male would state in a cold tone, though secretly he would be giving his smallest Fraccion's thighs a soft stroking now that he had dealt with the dissention from within their ranks. His eyes stroll down to the single Bounto amongst the large group of Hollows, and it seemed she were eager to talk with Claudia. In a quick swing of his hand Ronan grabs the small Bounto by her throat, she could feel his acidic touch burning at her throat as he lifts her in the air before him and the small, child-like Hollow within his arms. "Does 'this' belong to anyone?" He would ask Claudia, and his other present Fraccion, for if not the child-like Bounto would be his next meal.



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Claudia could feel Ronan shaking with rage earlier. She just showed very little concern for it. It was not an uncommon event for him to lose his temper, not that he often gave much effort controlling it. Yellow eyes scanned the area while things were somewhat quiet. There was something off with Mieren, but she couldn't quiet put her finger on it. Though she did not dwell on it for very long. The little bount would speak to her with her tone filled with excitement. "Claudia." she would reply. Both Dolos and her own body sizes were similar, and they looked around the same age. It was refreshing to see someone who bared the same curse as her. Sure the childlike body had its perks, but it felt like the cons outweighed the pros. The next event would happen rather quickly. Hayate would seem to finally reach his limits of his brand new servant like life. He would charge at Ronan with his blade drawn. Did he not learn the first time? "Hmph it's your funeral." she spoke with venom dripping from her words. She began to shift as if she planned on leaving his arms so the not much of a fight would start. However Ronan was quick to begin the slaughter, and she was along for the ride. After a flurry blows, the fight would end with blood gushing from the former fraccion. "Such wasted potential." she would mutter under her breath. Hayate could have gone far if he didn't waste his life on the suicide mission. It was then Ronan would make a comment about how Achana's servants worshiped her, but his own did not do the same. She would have felt insulted if she did not know that comment did not include her. She was confident about her position with the black beast. Besides, she was secretly receiving some affection after his comment was made. "It's fine. Those with the same sentiment as him are easily weeded out." she would reply with a grin the Cheshire cat would be jealous of smeared across her face. It was then that Ronan would carry her over to the bount. Ronan's rage would continue as he lifted up the other bount before her eyes. She could see the acid eating at her neck. Ronan would then ask if she belonged to anyone. Although it was nice to see another child like being around, it was not enough sentiment to care if she lived or died. Claudia would shake her head in a negative direction. She was certain that Ronan knew she held no relations with the stranger. It was then that Lusha would step forward claiming the bount as her own meal. The little girl would quickly look in the direction of Lusha. What a fool! Could she not see the situation she was getting herself in to? She would speak further about wishing to join Ronan's ranks. Why was she speaking about such things in front of Achana? Did she not name drop her with pride when they first meet. Perhaps she did not fully think her actions through. It mattered not to her. Although it could provide a new scene to entertain her.


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xxx M ieren remained in her transfixed state, barely noticing the events that transpired following. That was, until Ronan grabbed Dolos by the throat. Something about that snapped her out of it, some instinct in her taking defense to his actions. "She's . . . mine." Mieren spoke awkwardly, a grimness in her voice and tightness to her expression. Something felt wrong about 'claiming' Dolos in this manner, but something also felt . . . right about it? Mieren was in a very weird place right now. "For research." Mieren added absent mindedly, although it was a lie. Something seemed fated from the meeting of the two of them, though that was entirely foreign to Mieren and she didn't know what to make of that, emotionally. She would simply meet Ronan's eyes, haunted and confused expression plaguing her face as her eyes shifted from being locked with his to the Bount that he held in his hands.

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At this point Tim was extremely cautious of his surroundings. He backed up with a scared look on his face. There was a pile of quartz behind him near the trunk of an ancient tree. Which had survived many different changes in history. The exact age of the tree was unknown. The Hollow Tim Miner tripped over the pile of quartz not watching where he was going. The scraping of the crystals. Mad noise which was most unfortunate for him. Despite having been alive for so long. His lack of indiscriminating hunting like many others of his species. Had caused him to evolve slower than other Hollows.

Massive trees surrounded him on all sides. The roots had dug deeply into the ground. Growing underground for an unknown amount of miles. The roots had also grown up the trees. Rapping around the tree. As though it was hugging itself. There was enough space on the roots. For a narrow walkway. Which went all the way to the top of the tree. Not that he would ever climb that natural staircase. Unless his life depended on it. Light feintly shone out of small gaps in the trees leaves and branches.

An old man had once spoke to him. It looked like a human. Though could speak an unusual number of languages for any species. Clearly, that was no human. The things he spoke of. Far exceeded the knowledge of any human. The old man had spoken of the Hollows. As a relatively unthreatening race of creatures. Who hadn't been around for even the strongest of the Hollows. To evolve into any real threat. According to the old man. No threat great enough to threaten the Earth could ever succeed.

These words were on Tim's mind at the moment. His personal safety was clearly at risk at the moment. Even if the planet Earth was guarded by unknown forces of great power. Maybe if he was really quite he could slink away before the stronger races in this wood noticed him.

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Tim made his way to his feet after tripping over them. He looked n the direction of the light. It was as if his soul had been removed from his body. On one hand, he still felt the terror being in this area. On the other hand. His body started moving on it's own. He planted his feet in the dirt. Slightly sliding forward as he attempted to resist the call of the light. If he didn't break free he might very well end up like Virus Turbo. A moth drawn to the flame then fried by light. Tim didn't have this option. His momentary hesitation turned to submission. He willingly and calmly walked forward standing near the group. His fear had disappeared at this point. His resistance to this type of entrallment was absolutely pitiful. He bowed gently. Stopping just thirty feet in front of Achana.

Lusha sensing Achana's power truly activating with the draw of the cero energy including themselves which Lusha listened to what Achana was stating. It wasn't the kind of words to take to so lightly because she was serious, with her doing a traitor like act including with what Ronan was saying, it was all true. Lusha has to deal with this action of hers for the rest of her life including the fact Achana spoke the truth as well about the fact Lusha had nothing after she had killed her parents without any regret, remorse, or guilt. She gained the power she had always wanted, a sweet home in Hueco Mundo among many other hollows and arrancars. Lusha opens her mouth to speak only to Achana"You are right, i won't deny it at all. I brought shame to the family, i disobeyed you, and i was ungrateful. I am very sorry mistress, this won't happen again, please forgive me." Lusha didn't even try to fight the Cero pulling her, there was no point at all. If she did fight Achana once more, she would be killed for sure. Lusha fully submitted herself once again to Achana and whatever Achana wanted to do with her she can all she likes. Lusha's look was very blank as if there was no emotion at all, she didn't even care about the kick to the chest she had taken from Ronan. Ronan spoke the truth as well, Lusha will always be considered a traitor for her actions and the dishonorable thought of such action. Lusha though as with the pull, Lusha uses her tail to impale herself to the ground bow down before Achana. At this point, it was the best she could do but either way, Lusha planned to leave Hueco Mundo and exile herself somewhere from the Sonozaki family. Until she can't stand being away from the family any longer, she will stay in exile putting herself through torture. Lusha though would try to work from the shadows for the Sonozaki family but she will wish to not be seen by the family for a long time. Lusha doesn't know where she would go, but she will find a place where she can be by herself. Lusha would attend any war efforts but after that, she will be in exile.

Achana sneers at the submissive rebuttal of those involved. It seemed that when faced with the prospect of certain death, even the strongest wills cracked into complete surrender. With the goal achieved, she snapped her fingers and the point of alluring cero energy dissipated into nothing, releasing those afflicted by the attractive glow from it's influence without being potentially burned into atomic dust. "Good to see everyone sees it my way.", she simply said before she looked to the Hollow, Tim, before her bowing. This brought a curious smirk to her lips as she seemed to approve of the obedience to her presence. "I think everyone could learn something from this one.", she said before patting him on the head in a sick manner of endorsement for the act of subservience. A ruler had to bend people, and possibly break them if only to reach a means to an end.

With the matter of everyone falling in line with the pecking order of Hueco Mundo and the ruling powers that be, it was time to turn her attention to the other concern that had nearly resulted in the deaths of a fellow Espada and his Fraccion. Lusha's attempted act of betrayal. Burning her to a crisp and killing her would not be sufficient punishment for the breach of etiquette. It was the easy way out of this, and the moment of contemplation could be seen on her visage as she bit her lower lip and strode over to the newly birthed Arrancar form of the former Dhampir. "Don't ever let it happen again, or the torture I will allow Lilith to inflict will be most severe. Let it not be said that I am unmerciful...", the red queen spoke in a tone of deep antipathy for the situation at hand as she picked the girl up off the ground by the chin, were she landed unceremoniously near by due to Ronan's boot to the chest. She then pressed her lips softly against Lusha's in a poisoned kiss. "You understand, right, dear?", she questioned rhetorically before she released the one she had considered part of her twisted family to stand there and take in the mixture of promise for excruciating pain for a future betrayal incident and the affection and care for her that she would be willing to erase even Ronan to make sure Lusha remained her personal toy.

Achana had effectively brought order to a chaotic situation, but now it was time to move forward. "Now that we have our bearings straight. My initial plan was to bring war to Alfheim, and I fully intend to do just that if nobody objects or has any other solid plans for the future?", she said in question as the goal of bringing war to the elves and magi was the new goal for her. As Soul Society had burned under her solitary wrath, Alfheim was sure to be left a smoldering core under the weight of the force of two Espada and those who obediently followed them into battle. Though, Ronan was the First Espada, so his opinion mattered more-so in the way they would move forward. Achana was more or less the muscle of the ruling powers, and taking a direct command was not exactly the approach she favored. It was more about making people do things for her, and in this instance, it only worked out if Ronan had a better plan.

Lilith, Azazel, and Belial had just stopped and watched the events unfold as they had no real desire to accidentally bring their mistress's wrath on themselves. It was better to just watch the world burn under the weight of her anger and then participate when invited or the opportunity to show initiative made itself apparent. Though once Achana had finished with Lusha, Az and Bel would immediately rush over and glomp their 'sister' playfully. Belial whispered in her ear, "Oooh, you almost got smoked before we could make you some cute outfits." Azazel seemed to concur was she ruffled Lusha's hair playfully as Bel spoke. The two were one soul with two bodies, and a split personality disorder that made them essentially a shared power source between two dominant entities.

Lilith simply rolled her eyes at the playful behavior of the twin soul Arrancar. In her eyes, they were completely mentally handicapped, but that was an oversight. Anyone with the ability to truly read people could see that Az and Bel were completely insane due to their extreme intellect. "You two are a piece of work... Just take her somewhere private if y'all are gonna screw.", Lilith spat in disgust. The only one she actually cared about was her mistress. The other three were simply baggage she felt she had to shoulder until they finally bored Achana. In Azazel and Belial's case...she hoped that day would come sooner than later, but given the fact they had yet to be killed off and consumed meant they must be actually worth something.