Izuru's POV
Kill...Ichigo Kurosaki? 3 years ago, he was just an average boy, not a substitute Soul Reaper. Furthermore, Captain Ichimaru never told me about this specific mission, and he always tells me about every mission he assigned...what was so special about this one? Mina-Rei smiled proudly, as if it were the greatest and most important mission in the world.
"I was so proud! He said I'd be preventing a major crisis from happening if I completed my mission successfully!" she then looked down, a bit ashamed of herself. "But I failed...I was stopped by a man called Kisuke Urahara. He told me he wouldn't let me end Ichigo Kurosaki's life. But I had to, you know? It was really important to Captain Ichimaru! We fought, but I was easily defeated...and he sent me here." I nodded. I wonder...what would the Soul Society be like if Ichigo was dead? Rukia Kuchiki would've never lost her powers and be sentenced to death, Aizen would've never got the hogyoku, there would be no Winter War, and...
Captain's Ichimaru and Tosen would still be alive...and Aizen wouldn't have gotten locked up...and he'd probably find another way to fulfill his ugly desires. Also, the zanpakuto rebellion...it would've happened anyway. If Ichigo was dead, Muramasa would've succeeded...and the 13 Court Guard Squads would be no more...all of a sudden, I got smacked in the head.
"Ow! Hey!" I rubbed my head, staring dumbly at Mina-Rei's angry expression.
"You're not listening to me!" she accused. She put her hands on her hips. "Listen, Izuru, if you keep day-dreaming about that whore, Momo-"
"Don't you dare talk about her like that!" I roared. "I love her!" my eyes widened. Did I say that...out loud...to her? I bit my lip. Damn. She glared at me, and if looks could kill, I'd be dead, resurrected, and killed again.
"Izuru...let me make something very clear. You see, sweet Izuru, you will never see her again. She, will never see you. In fact, she doesn't even have a clue where you even might be! So, my love, you must love someone else. You must love me." she leans in to kiss me, but I roughly push her away.
"I've tried being nice, Mina-Rei, but I refuse to let this go on. Get me the hell out of here!"
"NO!" she screamed. "You're not leaving! You're gonna stay here, and we're gonna be happy forever!" we stared each other down for a moment, before a sweet smile spread across her face. "Besides, like I said before, little Miss Hinamori has no idea where you are. So you might as well just give in. What other choice do you have?" I glared at her. I didn't say a word. She walked over to a cloud. "But just to be sure...lets see where she is..." as she blew away the fog, she held a square contraption in her hand. She grinned. She threw it into the air, and it stretched out into a screen. My eyes widened. It showed Momo and Mamoko, asleep in a space similar to the one I was in.
"Dimensia..." I whispered. How...how did they know I was here...?
"What the hell? ! ?" she shouted. She looked at me. "How the hell did they know you were here?"
"I...don't know..."
"LIAR!" she screamed. "You think I'm crazy, don't you?" actually...yes. "You think I'm just some crazy girl with no chance at all! Well I'll show you!" she turned around, facing a group of clouds that simply floated there, not moving like the others. "It's time to play, my pet." the clouds grew dark, forming to mist. Two dark yellow eyes opened from the top. I shuddered. The spiritual pressure had an evil aura, and it wasn't quite natural either...
"W-what is that thing?" I asked. Mina-Rei smiled.
"My pet. I don't really have a name for it...so I just call him Mist." she turned to the creature. "Mist, I need you to do me a favor. Bring me her. Bring me...she grinned.
"Momo Hinamori."
Mamoko's POV
After we woke, I took the paper and opened the Jiryokosha to our 11th dimension. My eyes widened. Mirrors...giant mirrors forming a labyrinth.
"No way..." Momo whispered. "If...if our world counts as a dimension, then each dimension should be the size of the world...if that's true-"
"Then it would take years before we complete this labyrinth." I finished. She nodded.
"Exactly." I sighed.
"Then we better get started." we began flash-stepping through the labyrinth, running into several dead ends and going in circles. The dozens of reflections of us kept throwing us off. I mean, there were mirrors on the ground. "Momo, we aren't getting anywhere, we should just go."
"N-no!" she shouted. "No way! Izuru is here somewhere! We haven't run into a single monster! This is a safe place, so he must be here!" before I could answer, a purplish-grey fog surrounded us. We began coughing. It was so hard to breathe... Soon, I was on my hands and knees, my eyes squeezed shut, coughing.
"Mo-cough-mo!" all of a sudden, I hear a scream. My eyes shot open just in time to see Momo being carried away by the fog. She reached out towards me, fear in her eyes.
"MAMOKO!" she screamed for me. I stood and began running towards her.
"MOMO! MOMO!" I screamed as the creature dragged her through a wall. "MOMOOOO!" I screamed again as I ran into the mirror where Momo once was. I bounced backwards onto my back, my shoulder bleeding from the sharp glass. I stood silent for a while, the recent event sinking in and registering into my brain. I began breathing deeply. What just happened? Where is Momo? What the hell was that thing? What...what is going on? I was breathing deeper as all these questions filled my head. Then, all at once, everything just clicked. My eyes widened.
"MOOOOOMOOOOO! ! ! !"
