Hey Hoes! It's been awhile, been workin on other shit but that's ok- not really. Anyway, I have a 4 day weekend after today so let's gain this grain by draining every ounce of creativity from my brain!

Nobody's POV

The light wight was at the end of the tunnel. You weren't dead, but you were gonna be.

You both got closer and began to see more, many shinigami were lying on the ground, most likely dead. Ichigo was there, battling Gin. God you hoped they killed each other.

Three shinigami were battling Aizen, you had hoped they killed each other as well but you knew they couldn't. Aizen would come out on top.

You glanced over, Tosen was dead. Good.

You both stepped out, hand in hand, ready for the end.

Grimmjow nodded at you and closed the Garganta.

You took a breath and stepped forward.

"AIZEN!"

All movement stopped. All eyes were on you two.

"(Y/N), Grimmjow. What do you think you're doing? I would have thought you'd be dead by now..."

Your grip on Grimmjow's hand tightened.

"QUICK! WHILE HE'S DISTRACTED!" The three shinigami attacked him, but it was an effort that went to waste. He flicked them off like mosquitoes.

Something in his chest began to glow, you snapped. You wouldn't let the hogyoku do what it was going to. You yanked yourself out of Grimmjow's grip and unsheathed your zanpakuto.

"Shokuniku Shori-ba, GASHADOKURO!" You yelled, a large wave of purple reiatsu crashed out of you. When it sufficed, you were gone.

You were right behind Aizen in an instant, clad in bone armor, your face barely visible. You had wings of reishi, long, black, claw like things extending from your hands.

You stretched your right arm and the skin on your hand opened up, revealing a long bone, slowly coming out.

Without hesitation, you ran it through him. Right where that fucking thing was.

You clenched your left hand tightly and small bone fragments flew towards you, piercing Aizen's body.

He groaned in pain, and you pulled your bone-extended hand out of him at an angle, making him scream more.

A smile grew on your face and you broke the bone off your hand. Using it as a sword now, you ran at him, slashing left and right.

All three shinigami's eyes were on you, amazed that you had gone against him. Amazed at your strength.

Meanwhile, Grimmjow had released his resurreccion as well and decided to tend to Ichigo. It would be a quick fight, Gin's Bankai wasn't special or anything..at least not to him.

However he'd never really fought against it, so maybe he just didn't know.

"Grimmjow...thank you." Ichigo spoke sentimentally.

"Tch...save the sentiments for later. When we're both dead."

"...we won't die."

"Eh? What makes you think that?"

"We're strong. All six of us....there's only two of them now, we can win this."

Grimmjow just stared at him in disbelief.

"Your shinigami friends over there are half dead, the rest of them are, and you don't look so hot. Do you even realize who you're fighting? This isn't some bullshit hollow, this is Aizen. He already knows the outcome-"

"Then why was he surprised when you two showed up?"

Grimmjow hadn't thought about that...

"....he was probably putting on an act."

Ichigo looked down. Was Grimmjow right?

"There's usually not this much talking during a fight,"

They both looked forward. Gin was approaching him with that weird smile of his.

"However Grimmjow is right, Aizen-Sama knows what will happen. He won't lose to you guys."

There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice. Like he wanted them to win.

Grimmjow and Ichigo looked at each other and nodded.

In the blink of an eye, they both vanished and reappeared on each side of Gin.

Ichigo swung and Grimmjow clawed. It was no use, Gin just shunpoed away from them.

This was just a game for him.

They had to be serious. Today was the day arrancars and shinigami became allies.