I woke from my sleep, finding myself laying on the floor. I got up and looked around the room.

"That was a weird dream," I sighed, rubbing my head.

I looked over my shoulder, where I usually have my sword.

"Where in the HELL IS MY LUZHALCON!" I yelled.

I walked over to my chair and shattered it with ease. I looked at where Luzhalcon usually is again, and it only made it worse.

"I swear to Lord Aizen, once I find the person who took my sword, their head is MINE," I snarled through clenched teeth.