The Hollow Queen

The King's Demands

 Of all things that Grimmjow hated, it was being looked down upon that he despised the most. The higher ranking espada like Nnoitora and Ulquiorra were among those at the top of his shit list. However the shinigami were different, despite him technically being a POW, the soul reapers had been respectful. Though he probably knew that his rank as the sixth espada and the fact he was touching on the door of becoming a Vasto Lorde before he became an arrancar, had something to do with how well they treated him. Sure he wasn't allowed to leave the 2nd division barracks without guards but at the very least they gave good food, good sake and aside from the occasional questions he had to answer they left him alone. The captain of the second squad could go pound sand for all he cared, Soi Fon always held an air of superiority about her and it really pissed him off when he had to deal with her. However, the fifth squad and ninth squad captains had earned his respect. Today though he can feel Kurosaki and the insane doctor sparring across the seireitei. He recognised the hollowfied reiatsu of Kurosaki and the captivity is making him complacent. He was bored and wanted to at the very least stretch his legs with a half decent sparring match.

"Oi, you." Grimmjow declares pointing at Soi Fon's fat lieutenant as the man walks by gawking at him again. The lieutenant points at himself questioningly. "Yes you dumbass, come here." Grimmjow demands prompting the other man to approach the holding cell that Grimmjow has been inside of. "Where's your captain, I'm going stir crazy in here with nothing to do and I want to go fight Kurosaki."

"I-I'll go get her." The cowardly lieutenant says before rushing down the hallway to go and locate Soi fon. Grimmjow grumbled under his breath for a brief moment before Soi Fon flash stepped in front of the door to his cell.

"What do you want, Grimmjow?" She says, her tone abrasive still holding that air of superiority that he hated.

"I'm bored, Kurosaki and one of the vizards are sparring and I want in. Carrot top said that in return for my assistance I'd be taken care of." Grimmjow says, causing the petite black braided haired woman to arch an eyebrow. "You've given me food and drink but you haven't given me the last thing I need."

"And what is that?" She asks.

"Battle. I'm a hollow, a hunter, a predator. I live for battle and you've denied me that basic requirement for life as a hollow." Grimmjow responds. "I want to fight Kurosaki, then I'll tell you and anyone else what they want to know about Aizen, Arrancars and even the Espada. Might be able to teach the hollow soul reapers how to get a resurrection as well but who knows."

"Very well." Soi Fon responds before lifting her finger into the air gently. Grimmjow arches his eyebrow as she does this but shortly after a black butterfly flutters into existence from the void. "Head captain, the espada wishes to indulge his need for battle against Lieutenant Kurosaki. In exchange he has stated that he will reveal everything he knows. Do I have permission to release him temporarily, I will of course be monitoring the battle to make sure he doesn't try to escape." She speaks to the small butterfly as it gently opens and closes its wings. She allows the small creature to fly from her finger disappearing into the aether.

"The hell was that thing?" Grimmjow asks.

"A hell butterfly, we use them for communication." Soi Fon explains, knowing full well that Aizen is already aware of the hell butterflies. Shortly after her explanation another one flutters into existence before landing on her shoulder.

"Permission granted Captain Soi Fon, Keep an eye on him and make sure he holds up his end of the agreement." The head captain's voice comes from the butterfly and Soi Fon motions for the two guards at Grimmjow's door to unlock it.

"I'll need my Zanpakuto." Grimmjow says, Soi Fon motions for one of the onmitsukido ninjas to retrieve the weapon. With a nod the man vanishes and hardly a second later he returns with the blade still in its sheath. Grimmjow grabs his blade and snatches it away from the ninja in front of him. He ties the blade to his waist and purrs slightly feeling the familiar hum of his Pantera on his hip. "Bout time I get to stretch my legs. Alright, let's blow this popsicle stand." He grins before breaking the sound barrier as he uses sonido to get out of the second squad barracks making a B-line for Ichigo.