Shinku No Sora O Koete {A BLEACH STORY}

Awakening - Part 1

It was cold, so cold that I felt like I was freezing. As I opened my eyes the first thing I saw was the sky, a bright sky fiddled with clouds of beautiful chaos.

A beautiful scene it was for anyone to see, but it gave me nothing but fear and hatred. I hated the sky which leaked of cold water soaking me all over. I wondered what I was and what the sky was, what my purpose was, or which living spectacle was more superior than the other, I had neither humor no remorse, I was thinking so hard about something that it didn’t mattered. I had to remember something, but I couldn’t grasp the thought at the end of the other door.

I’d figure that if the sky kept leaking, then I’d die from it, but I had not the strength to fight back, nor did I have any intent to do so. I was… totaled.

But something far superior than the sky and the rain combined came gliding its way through the dark woods of the cold rainy night. An unfamiliar beast, or so, it would seem that I’ve seen them somewhere.

It went as close to me as it possibly  could, staring me down with glimmering eyes beneath its skull like mask. For the first time in my life, I cracked a smile as I did not feel alone in this world of just me, the rain and the sky. I was grateful for a companion, may it be a beast or something like me. But as I touched it’s face it went wild taking steps back away from me.

I was horrified, but not by the fact that it almost bit half of me to death, I was horrified to have scared away the only thing that meant something other than the rain filled world.

With that great fear I was able to move my immobile body which was lying down for several days, It was then that I realized that the creature was afraid, but it was not the same as my own fear. It was afraid… of me.

As lightning roared through the leaves of the trees that were almost as tall as the skies. Fire was started even under the heavy rain. The creature started collecting what seemed to be spiritual particles aiming to blast it at me. The color of red greatly alerted me, this creature was going to kill me, moving through just instincts, I’d though I had to defend my self, grabbing a branch from the soft ground, I knew it would do nothing to help me, but I was desperate.

But I could not bring to hit the beast with it, even after seeing another side to its face, I was more attracted to its fragile and sorrowful self. But loathed it… loathed it for reminding me of my self. Scared and alone...