There were so many mirrors – so many reflected versions of herself. And, saying she looked awful was an understatement. Her usually well kept white hair was matted a dirtied, and her face was incredibly grubby. Her red dress was stained and ripped in places, while her black jacket was covered in grime from their cell. Her little red shoes were falling apart too, the soles almost completely gone.

"Remember, don't leave my side." Setsuko looked up at Fallon, watching as the girls cat-like amethyst eyes scanned the area, the black material symbolising their team folded and tied around her nose and the back of her head – it looked more like war paint than anything else.

"I won't, don't worry." The younger girl replied, looking back at the mirror briefly, wondering what exactly this game was going to be.

'Sometimes the past comes back to haunt…'

That had been their only clue to this tournament, and Setsuko clenched her hands into fists, her nails digging into the soft flesh of her palm. Fallon clicked her tongue and gestured ahead. Then, the two began to move…

Hiro stared at the mirror with wide eyes. Alithra was only a few steps ahead, how could she not hear it? How could she not hear the roaring, the screaming, and the awful crackle of never ending flames? Hiro stumbled backwards before falling to the floor with a thump. At the noise, Alithra looked round to her comrade.

"Hiro?" She questioned, noticing the terror on the slightly younger boys face. He didn't look round at the white haired girl, his cerulean eyes just remained glued to the mirror. "Hiro!"

Suddenly, she was in front of him, shaking his shoulders, watching as slowly his blue eyes focused on her.

"Alithra…" He mumbled. "Don't tell me you can't hear that…"

The screams and roars were still echoing loudly in his head, and over the top of Alithra's shoulder the purple haired teen could just see the orange of flames and the piercing eyes of that… that beast. Alithra looked slightly panicked.

"Hear what?" She asked. "What can you hear, Hiro?"

The boy just shook his head slowly before crawling backwards, trying to get as far away from the mirror as possible. Alithra slowly followed her teammates line of sight, finding only a reflection of herself in the mirror behind her. What was Hiro worried about…?

Suddenly, there was a scream behind her and Alithra spun run only to see a clawed hand dragging Hiro backwards into the mirror, the silver surface becoming like liquid and moulding around the figure of the boy.

"Hiro!" Alithra lunged, her hand outstretched, to reach for her partner, but their fingers barely touched and Hiro was pulled into the mirror while Alithra fell to the hard floor with a thump. "NO!"

The white haired girl crawled forwards, the dirt of the floor staining her clothes and hands. When she reached the mirror, she scrambled to her knees, placing her mud caked palms on the now solid glass of the mirror.

"And there goes the first one! I wonder who will fall into the clutches of the mirrors next…" The announcer's, Lues's, voice boomed through the underground stadium, his voice seeming to bounce of ever mirror. Alithra clenched her hands into tight fist before pounding on the mirror, her teeth grit.

Then, the gold eyed girl slowly – almost dangerously – rose to her feet and sent her hands to the back of her waist to untie the knot that held her bit of navy fabric in place. With a quick movement, she had pulled the dark blue strip from it place and wrapped it round the fore-head, tying it tight.

Alithra cast her silver flecked gaze up to one of the lacrima camera's camouflaged poorly in the corner of the underground tunnels and narrowed her eyes pointedly.

"Don't you idiots think that just because Hiro's been taken god-knows-where that I'll give up." She stated, her voice strong and firm. "I'll get him back, and we'll win." The white haired girl then broke out into an incredibly toothy grin and she held her thumb up to the camera, her eyes shut merrily. "Because Hiro said we would!"

Then she ran off – in search of her partner.

Damn she hoped he was ok…

Setsuko didn't know where she was. One minute she had been creeping through the tangle of mirrors with Fallon, and now she was alone – alone in a long, seemingly never-ending dark room. The young red eyed teen gulped and took a step forwards, hearing her footsteps echo around her. She wringed her hand as she walked, her breathing coming fast and ragged.

"Fallon…?" She whispered, her voice wavering dangerously as a stinging began to form in the corners of her crimson eyes. "Fallon… please answer me…" The tears began to roll down her cheeks and Setsuko sniffled, stopping in the middle of the dark room too look around at watery droplets dropped from her chin.

"Don't leave me alone…"

"Brat?" Fallon called, dark auburn hair whipping behind her as she ran, her amethyst cat eyes wide with worry as she searched her surroundings. "Brat, answer me!"

"Hiro!" Alithra yelled, her legs burning from all her running. "Hiro, I know you're here somewhere! Please! Answer me!"

"Brat!"

"Hiro!"

Two bodies skidded to a stop, mere feet before they crashed into each other. Amethyst cat eyes clashed with silver flecked golden ones as the two out of breath girls stared at the other.

"Damn…" Alithra cursed, closing her eyes for a brief second. She had met someone from another team, and she knew exactly what that meant…

"I guess we have to fight, right?" Fallon said, adjusting the stance into a fighting position. Alithra nodded and mimicked her opponent, both having the same thought flowing through their minds…

'And here, this was the one time I wasn't itching for fight…'

Sorry for the late update - well, sort of late, compared to my other one... hehe...

Anyways! I only have either one or two chapters more of this fight planned, then it's on with the last couple (or however many it is...) tournaments before the semi-finals and then... the stories finished!

After this story is over, I might start uploading my new Fairy Tail fic straight away, or I may take a break and write some stuff for the Naruto Fandom instead, it depends...

Thank you to everyone who voted and to all of you who've reviewed, favourited, alerted and just plain read! I owe you A LOT!

P.s: I made GIANT Pokcy ^/_\^

P.P.S: This tournament was thought of by... Drum roll please... Oblivion Rose, again! Wow, she (I'm guessing its a she, or if you're a boy, Oblivion, I deeply apologise...) is amazing at creating up evil games! Just you guys wait until what's going on inside the mirrors is revealed!

(Oh, and Oblivion Rose, I may have changed the design of the game a tiny bit... Please don't kill me!)