Lonely night ~ Lonely day ~ Lonely life. [open to those who can eneter Hueco Mundo]

Riku, finally alone once again, detaching himself from the rule of Aizen and the other 5 Espada who claim to be able to order him around. He retreated to the confines of the White Desert of Hueco Mundo where he could sit alone and meditate. He saw the bright moon casting a shadow on the cactus and other skeletal remains of dead hollow as the wind whipped sand across them slowly, Riku sat ontop of the ruin of a pillar, It was cracked in many places and slightly sunken into the sand but had been split in half just perfectly for how it sank into the sand because it now say level with the horizon making a perfect place to sit alone. Riku took his sword and lay it across his lap sitting indian style on the broke pillar about 9 feet off the sandy surface of the white sands of HUeco Mundo.

Riku looked up staring at the moon all alone, just him and his sword, thinking about all of lifes impurities and how much he hates humanity and the shinigami who claim to "help" them. He himself had once been a human, Died in a tragicc accident at a young age and waited for a shinigami to come get him as well as his soul chain slowly faded away, A shinigami never came for his soul after 5 months... Of course he turned into a hollow and thats the day his whole life changed, he became inhuman, He became a hollow. He re formed in Hueco mundo as a strange looking hollow, very fast and with sharp talons and giant wings, however he was no bird, He was a black angel, Or as he himself calls it "An Angel of Darkness." After he became a Espada, He enjoyed the life of a loner, always separated and never showing his true potential, He didn't like being recognized.

Yokkyu, the true Leader of the Vizards had been aggravated to hear that there had been an imposter among the ranks as of late, imposing to be the Leader, when it was she who was the true Leader. Yokkyu decided it would be best to avoid the Warehouse for some time, to avoid the temptation to go and kill the imposter, as killing another Vizard would be no good for him or his image. So he wandered through the World of the Living, in America to be exact, in the little town of Tampa, Florida. There wasn't much ever going on in America, in fact, for some odd reason, hollows and plus souls seemed nonexistent. It was truly odd, but Yokkyu couldn't comprehend the odd ways of logic in his world, or the human's world. For god sakes, when he was a human, a SOUL who went to live in a place called the SOUL SOCIETY, guided by a damned butterfly, who could then have the ability to become a death god with a transforming sword just seemed pure science fiction. Logic was truly a distorted word, depending on which Dimension you're in at that given time, of course.

But, Tampa was increasingly boring - the first few visits were nice - he finally got to see someone other than short, slanted eyes people always running and screaming because of some invisible monster. He finally got to see tan people, people with blonde hair, people who spoke english, a language which Yokkyu was absolutely great in. He finally got to feel the sun fall down on his back, and finally got to rest peacefully at an American Pizza Store, and buy all the fattening food he could possibly want in his gigai. Though nothing was enough to satisfy his thirst for adventure; his desire to fight; his desire to lead. And on that thought, that very thought that would change almost everything for Yokkyu, that very thoght of Time to go to Hueco Mundo..., he doned his hollow mask briefly and tore open a massive Garganta in the middle of Florida, and dove into the swirling and serene blackness. It always gave him a sort of ... upset-stomachey feeling when he went into a Garganta... but he soon cast aside that dreadful feeling and continued on through the Garganta path, looking for the path that would lead to Hueco Mundo.

He found it - it was a transparent plastic-ey looking cover that revealed Hueco Mundo, and a male which was staring at the moon. Due to Yokkyu not being in Hueco Mundo yet, it was completely impossible for him to tell whether the male was Shinigami, Arrancar or Vizard, but from the looks of it, he seemed Arrancar - though the way he was looking at the moon, he seemed distrought. Despite his hatred for the Arrancar, he stepped through the Garganta, which made a whisteling noise as it opened up and he stepped into the air in Hueco Mundo, it shut right behind him. With a shunpo, he appeared almost silently behind the Arrancar, which he could now say for sure because he felt it's definate reiatsu. He laid his hand on the Arrancar's shoulder and closed his eyes. You seem sad. he spoke, releasing a pent up sigh from his lungs, and expelling it into the air around him.