///On Hiatus\\\ [Stories That Never Took Off]

Kyori; Fire

"Welcome little one." the voice rebounded from every angle.

I whipped my head around, trying to locate a figure in the inky blackness.

"W-Who are you?" my voice shook, eyes wide with fear.

Laughter echoed all around me, and before my eyes a giant flaming wolf appeared in front of me. It's firey tail swinging back in forth, foot long canines protruding from under leering eyes.

" 'Who am I' she asked." the wolf laughed to herself, as if enjoying a pleasant joke.

"Why master, it is I." The wolf threw back it's head and howled, the fire roaring and erupting around us.

"My name is--"

"AHHH FIRE! FIRE! SOMEBODY HELP!"

My eyes flashed open, the smell of burning wood and smoke carried into the air. People were running around my shack, screaming for water. I stood up, unfazed by the chaos, it was just fire. The warmth was welcomed the flickering flames were comforting.

"Get your lazy ass up!" hissed a voice to my left.

I turned quickly hands up in a makeshift defense, a girl around my age was leaning on the only pillar still standing in the entire room. Her long dark brown hair reached her lower back, and was highlighted with silver streaks. Her almond eyes were narrowed,

"What a chaotic mess you've made."

I blinked, 'I made?'

"Haven't you been wondering why every house you sleep in magically burns down with a week?"

I shook my head, it was true, the fires seemed to follow me around. But i had always assumed it was some freak coincidence.

"You need to control your reiatsu. It's monstrous!"

I tilted my head puzzled,

"Reiatsu?"

The girl threw back and laughed,

"Then told me you had the makings of a shinigami! But you don't even know what reiatsu is!"

I was becoming more and more confused by the second. Who was this mysterious girl, and why was she here?

"A shinigami. A death god. Soul reaper. You comprehend?"

She placed her palms down on the floor and the whole building became a solid block of ice.

She grabbed my arm,

"Come quickly, the ice can only hold out for so long before it melts!"

In a single step we were at the gates out of Rukongai, and into Seireitei. I stopped hesitantly at the door where 1 of the fierce gate guards sat warily.

However the silver haired girl remained unfazed as she approached Jiroubou.

"Let us through," she commanded, her voice cold.

Immediately the drab garment she was wearing fell off to reveal a black robe held together by a white sash.

"S-Shinigami?!"