The hooded figure lead them to the desserts of hueco mundo, though it wasn't entirely assuring that she knew the way her self, Sachiko followed her non the less.

"So, how far are we?" Sachiko asked as it felt like they were going in circles for hours time now, and to be sure of it, she'd left a sign, which she found again, a little earlier.

The winds were strong, sending about cycling formations of winds, it could be that Hell did not want them near.

"Are you gonna talk or what?"

A bit irritated, she didn't think Sachiko wanted her around at all. But the dessert was angry for some reason, that even a well navigated tracker would get lost, and Ruru was the best in the job, having have spent all those years hiding, she was always 2 steps ahead of everyone.

Realizing that cyclones were already forming, it was an indication that they were closer than anyone would know.

"Actually, we've been on hell territory for quite sometime now. Maybe it's just you who didnt realize it yet, Aoyama Taichou."

Taken aback by what her previous superior said, she felt a little embarrassed as to not noticing, but it could be one of the tricks of hell. Humiliated, she shut her mouth and continued walking as if she never even opened the topic.

She was however alarmed by the forming cyclones, they didnt appear a threat, but something was not right with the situation.

Could it be that the tickets they had are expired. Sachiko had never been to hell before, so she doesnt really know what of the tickets.

Now only the little hooded girl in front of them can take them there, and only she can actually tell if the tickets will work or not.

Its unfair she thought, how this person was so much better than her in so many ways, she's always been envious of Ruru, even before she became a royal knight commander.

*Following behind the group at a safe distance, Haji put the thoughst in his head of the strange woman away. To him, there were questions he had, nuisances he had noticed, but it was something he had no time for.

He could feel the world changing, the wicked winds of this desert limbo gnashed and darted to and fro around them, as if warning them, or perhaps, daring them to enter into the depth's hidden secrets.

Slowly with every step, he let the group slip farther and farther from him; he knew that if she were here, she would seek him out just as quickly as he would seek her.*

*Walking ahead of his brother, His grandneice close to his side, Hideaki felt a shudder of discomfort drift over him.

He did not like this; not at all...

As a man of great Spirituality, Hideaki could feel that as guests or not, there was more to this journey than this party could possibly be aware of. He just couldn't put his finger on it, or he would have said.

It was then he began to notice Haji slipping away for the group, ever so little, and he knew why. He knew Haji wanted to bait her out; and if she were here, she would come...

And just to be prepared, he slipped his hand down on Kennoshikon*

Nami walked somewhere between the group, keeping up pace with some and sometimes not, she would mostly stay by Hideaki's side, seeing as her grandfather didn't want anyone near him at the moment, the reason why, is what she wasn't too sure of, but she had a feeling that it must be something important.

Walking a bit further, she felt ill intent towards her, something vile has been released and it was coming near them.

Though it was the dessert, shake could be felt, the ground was moving, the sand dunes were dancing.

"Taichou, something is coming ahead, and it doesn't seem friendly, we best run, battling it will only waste our time."

Sensing a fight near by, his blood finally boiled, as if waiting for this chance to introduce its self.

When he heard the word run, he knew better to follow, but this was a once in a life time opportunity.

Dice, left the line and immediately throwing Madoshin towards the aura heading towards them, a loud roar shook them as a cloak like cloth fell revealing something not hollow, not human, definitely not shinigami.




One of the hell guardian's rose 30 feet tall before them, almost shadowing what little light Hueco Mundo's moon gave.

It's known name is Amihan, Satan's messenger.

Amihan grab held of Dice's zanpakuto which lightly punctured her right elbow, she threw it back and eyed each and every one of them for a good few seconds then spoke as if being controlled by a higher power.

"Greetings... rats sent by my brother.

I dont know what your real purpose in heading your way through my kingdom, but i dont appreciate royal guards sniffing around the premise, and that especially means you, Aoyama Sachiko. "

Amihan turned to Haji and the hooded figure, back to the youngest Minamoto then to Dice. It opened its mouth spitting carriages with spiked wheels burning, it looked as if the flames burning from it were auras of the heads attached to the wheels it's self. The carriage alone emitted pain and suffering, but the souls attached to it were emotionless.

"I may not like you people at all, but as a guest to my kingdom, i'm doing my job as a proper host, do take the carriage at your own risk, but its the only way you will find your way through the lands of hell.

Even the best tracker couldn't find hell, such a pity, wouldn't you agree?"

Amihan slowly turned around and waited for the guests to ride. If they don't take it, it would most likely mean battling Amihan.

Calm as she has always been Sachiko closed her eyes for a few seconds and replied without a though, opinion or two.

"Were taking the carriage." she only then turned to the others and explained. "Satan might be a lier, but he's not lying about entry to hell, after all, what does he got to loose, if all else fail he could have our souls just as easily as the tickets expiration."

She then turned to Ruru and spoke to her.

"No offense meant, your a fine tracker, but were a little short in time."