Chapter 12

(Mc pov)

'Hmm? Where? Where is this?' Thinking as i sat in complete darkness, looking down at my hands. Squeezing them closed and shaking my head. Looking arround trying to focus on anything, only to catch a glimpse of something I couldn't describe at first.

'Whats going on here? Am i back in hell?' Seeing sparks, watching as they came to life in a mix of gold, purple and red. They started off so far away.

Watching as they grew closer, the ground rippling like water as they flew low. Rushing past me as two massive birds like crows. There red eyes looking at me in slow motion as they opened there mouth but no sound came out. Who only rushed past me for a few feet before diving head first in to the ground. A burst of wind so strong i closed my eyes, irrupted from the places they landed.

'Uh, what is this. I don't understand.' Opening my eyes, the world was that of flames, they were all around and now the darkness was only in the far reaches of this place. Out of some instinct i moved back a few steps.

Seeing a sword come down, it cut threw the black liquid like water and the flames. There was no splash no anything as i saw it stretch for miles then closed up again.

'This is knew, who is she.' Seeing a pale hand hold on to the hilt of the blade. Seeing the long sleeves of her red and white kimono. Her mature figure and height that had to be 9 feet. The vail that covered her face as she pulled the blade slowly from the black water. Her movements slow as she stood up, looking over to me while she held the sword in a lazy way.

'Doesn't look like she knows, well anything about handling a sword.' Seeing her move again, i back up. Only to touch one of my hands on the flame for a second. Seeing her bring it down in a faster motion, turning her head to where I moved.

'Damn, let's not touch that.' I thought looking at my hand, it was burned to the muscles. Light blood came from it as I squeezed it. No matter how much I tried it would not heal.

'I just need to keep my distance, and figure out what's going on. She's swinging that, uhhh!' I wanted to say looking at the woman, only to have my eyes shoot open. Feeling something rush threw my heart, feeling it cut me deep as I looked down to see a sword. It's hilt with the woman's hand on it.

'What is this?!' Grabbing at my heart my breathing all over, the blood I had spit out. The stab wound in my chest, the woman that was right in my face. There was nothing, the woman still stood there and held the blade while looking at me. I couldn't understand what was going on as I tried moving back.

'What is with this feeling, is she trying to kill me? Then why?' I wasn't freaked about dying, or that I was cut down moments ago. It was the amount of loneliness and pain that came from the blade. Even as I watched the sword drip with blood and see the woman step away from a body that looked like mine. Even to his hand that was burnt.

Looking down at my own as it wasn't burnt anymore. When she was going to move again, I heard something for the first time. Echos of yells and screams. Voices all around us as people from this life and my last life sat in the flames. There cry's and pain heard loudly as I covered my ears. Dropping to my knees as the woman's lips shook.

I looked up with unfocused eyes, seeing a girl come from the flames. Her bloody and burnt body walking towards me. She grew closer as she held my head, making me look at her as she opened her mouth.

"Let me in! Why didn't you save me!" She yelled in a cracked voice as I fell over.

"No, stop. Don't." I said, seeing a sword run through the girls back, trying to reach my hand out. Touching the blade as blood ran down my hand from the girls wound. Then all I saw was black as I passed out again.

"Fall silent!" The woman yelled, the stitches in her mouth pulled apart. Her eyes having tears in them as she swung her blade, the flames and figures of the people and the girl disappeared. She walked over to me and placed a hand on my face, rubbing it with care as she brought her sword down.

"Stop!" I shot up, yelling as I did. Sweat running down my body as I looked around me. Seeing grey stone all around, I was laying on the floor and held my head. The light from a single flame dancing along the walls, seeing the shadow move behind me as I sat there confused.

"Who is there.." I said not looking as my sword came to me, looking over to a corner of the room.

"It is just me, you yelled in your sleep. So I was told to watch over you. But it would seem you are now awake." Out of the shadows, a busty figure could be seen. Her armor covered everything but her eyes, hair and part of her face. Her broadsword in hand and her dark green eyes looked at me.

"Why are you taking care of me, Mila." I asked knowing the woman all to well.

"It was my ladies request, I did not want to but she wished me to do so. Yet as much as I wish to deny it this power. Never mind, Harribel is out. Rest she will see you when she returns." Mila said, walking passed me and over to a wall. Sliding down the wall as she sat and put her head down.

"Is there a reason you look at me with those eyes?" I said leaning back on the wall, seeing her eyes were still locked on to me.

"I do not trust you, you are dangerous and even tried to kill me." Mila said, even if I felt no meaning in her words. I knew she was there and listened to me and Harribel's talks.

"That's not actually what you feel is it, If it is I doubt I'd still be in hueco Mundo. So what is it honestly." I spoke, seeing her head turn away.

"Thank you.." Mila said in the smallest voice while looking down.

"Huh? What was that?" I said smirking a little.

"I said, thank you." Mila said again a small voice.

"What, sorry come again, I'm having a hard time understanding." Seeing her finally look at me, seeing the smirk I had on my face.

"Hey, bastard. I'm saying thank you, get that shit grin off your face."Mila became annoyed but when she yelled out, her face became red as she saw me close my eye and smile warmly.

"Even though, I don't know why your thanking me. I'm glad to see you in your truest form. I did not do much but hurt you, for that I am sorry." I said, leaning my head back on the wall.

"No, I know I was acting out. But it was only to protect Harribel. Through out that fight I felt useless, I could only get beaten down.. while Harribel tried to defend me. I had to do something anything, to try and help but I was frozen in fear, but you pushed me anyway. Even if I had to die, I would do what was needed to make sure, Harribel lived and from that something deep with in me. I don't know it called out to me. Telling me to push through, like a voice had always been there, I just failed to listen. In that fight I grew and you helped me understand. It would not be for nothing if I died trying to protect her and for that, I am thankful." Mila sat quietly for a few minutes, slowly looking up to the ceiling and spoke. Looking over at me as I smiled and nodded to her.

"It is often hard to hear be on our own voice, but if something is truly Precious to you and you take the time to listen. Pushing pass your fear and all the noise, you would be amazed at the power you could have. If only I could do the same." Looking up, I spoke. Talking to myself and her as she looked at my smile that looked far away from this place.

'You helped us, even when you can't help yourself. You truly are a strange man, yet just like Mila. I am thankful.' In the stair way, Harribel sat against the wall listening as the flame flickered, making the shadows dance in this place of grey stone.