Ascend

Prologue

A body laid still upon the cold ground. There was no breath that escaped his lips. That's all the women needed to know to tell that the boy's spirit would soon reveal itself.

The women was sad, however. Her red hair glowing brightly in the depressed air. Un sheathing her sword she awaited for the spirit to reveal itself.

Noting the white noise of the surrounding insects to fill the empty silence.

It seemed like several minutes, before the spirit finally materialized.

"What's going on?" The spirit asked. Shock over clouding the worry that could be sensed in the male's voice.

"You are dead. It's now time to ascend into the Soul Society. "

"Soul Society?"

"An afterlife, where spirits ascend to find peace. "

"Who are you?"

"I am a Soul Reaper. " The red haired women explained. She noted with sadness that he wasn't accepting all of this. Finding it hard to believe. She understood perfectly. The life he had lived. Wishing she could of been there for him.

"It is time. " She flipped her sword so the blade was touching the ground, and the hilt was faced up. She lifted her sword and gently placed the flat side of her sword onto the spirit's forehead.

"Hopefully we will meet again, my dear son. "