Prologue:
Deep within the Twelfth Division, Captain Mayuri Kurotsuchi sat bored. He didn't really want to try experiments on anyone or try anything new for that matter. He sighed as Nemu entered the room. "What am I to do Nemu? There's nothing to do." Nemu walked around the room straightening dossiers. "Did you hear me Nemu?! Help me think of something to do!"
Nemu managed to murmur a "Yes sir" as she continued organizing the room. "Why don't you go through the Soul Society's old files and see if anything--"
"That's the best you can come up with?" Mayuri threw his hands into the air. "Ugh. Fine, since I have nothing better to do." He walked over to a computer and turned it on.
Several hours later, he came across something interesting. "Nemu, what was the name of 6th Division's third seat about 20 years ago?"
"Her first name was Mai, but I don't remember her last name."
"Hmm," said Mayuri as he tapped his chin. "Mai...something. Let's see if a search pulls anything up." He scanned through the various files when he saw the name Mai Yoshimura. "That's it! Mai Yoshimura! She was the one who ran off with the Quincy boy, wasn't she?"
"I thi--"
"I wasn't talking to you Nemu. You are so insolent sometimes." He clicked on Mai Yoshimura's file and skimmed across its contents. "Current Status: Unknown/Possibly Dead; a Deserter?" He grinned maliciously. "Nemu, looks like you have a little field trip to the world of the living."
