Ch9-Int Huaco Mundo

Josh Groban eyed the Espada before him, a mild look of interest filling his eyes. "Who indeed..." He remarked passively before resting his head on one his palms.

Ulquiorra made no reaction, his mind elsewhere as he waited for an answer.

"Why don't you scout ahead?" Josh Groban's voice brought him out of his stupor. The Espada blinking once before nodding to the order. He quickly took a few steps back and brought his hands together in front of his chest. Fingers barely touching as he started calling out from within, reiatsu quickly sparked through the air as the stone embedded deep within answered. His chest slowly started glowing as a small globe of concentrated reiatsu started forming between his hands.

After the ball of energy reached it's peak, Ulquiorra smashed his hands together. The ball of energy shattering and exploding outwards, his body uneffected, leaving a crack in the air in it's place.

He eyed the crack for a moment longer then usual before he raised one of his hands to his right eye, removing it in one swift movement. He then promptly shoved the eye through the crack in space and time.

The sudden backlash of having ten potential futures shoved into his head, admittedly enough, was rather painful.

And given the fact his Canonsight, As Lord Groban officially named it, was not as reliable as it once was, he hadn't seen Barragan coming after all, meant it was probably not going to be worth it...

...

Josh Groban kept the tight smile on his face as Ulquiorra gave him the, rather depressing, news. "Let me get this straight," He started as he sat up the slightest bit straighter. "Aaroniero get's captured-"

Ulquiorra promptly nodded.

"-Zommari almost dies, Yammy comes back with Soul Society on his back-"

Ulquiorra nodded once again, the indifferent look on his face unchanging even at the growing reiatsu from the irate +Espada.

"-And Grantz DEFECTS!?"

"Not to Soul Society," Ulquiorra quickly pointed out.

"That makes it worse." The +Espada ran his fur armband over the eyepiece, holding his head as if he were capable of headaches. "I can't believe I am asking this but, Eren?"

"Loses an arm," Ulquiorra answered, the shadow of a smile on his face.

Josh Groban's eyes minutely widened at the expression before a sour one filled his own. "Spoilers goddamit! What have I told you about ruining surprises!?"

"Apologies," Ulquiorra's face quickly turned passive as he deadpanned.

Josh closed his eyes for a second as his hands rubbed the bridge of his nose. "Was it atleast humorous?"

"Immensely, I was overtaken with laughter," Ulquiorra remarked passively.

"I can see that," Josh remarked seriously. "I've never seen you in such a good mood."

Ulquiorra nodded indifferently.

"But really, no more spoilers,"

Ulquiorra nodded again.

"What about Nnoitra? What happens with him?"

Ulquiorra internally sighed at the question. How was he supposed to answer that without spoilers? What even were these so called spoilers!? What is a spoiler!? What will it take before he finds out how to truly follow Lord Groban's command!?

"He dies,"

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Author Notes: Hope you enjoyed!

Edit: Added a bit of an internal struggle for Ulquiorra at the end.

Also if anyone wants to write an omake for those futures feel free to!