Chihiro's POV:
I felt myself slipping, death was lurking. I slowly opened my eyes. I looked one last time as my god-daughter clutched my wrinkled hand. My only regret in life was not starting a family of my own. I never found anyone who made me feel the same way as I felt around Haku.
"Chihiro... Don't go" Someone sobbed but I couldn't get back... Darkness was scary and harsh, I found myself in a tunnel. It was red, it was cramped and it was familiar. The passage to the spirit world. This was the tunnel that I spent countless days of my childhood sitting by, waiting for a comforting and familiar face to appear out of it... I saw a light at the very end, it was small and dim but it filled my heart with hope... Haku.
My feet were already run towards the light. I found myself in a lightning sprint, wait how am I doing this... I haven't been able to run since I was seventy. I looked down on what I expected to be wrinkled and aged hands but they were young and small like when I was Sen. I touched my face as I ran, no wrinkles but it was not rounded like when I last came here I must have been a teenager again, judging by my height.
"Chihiro..." I heard echoing in the distance.
I knew humans didn't go to the spirit world after death but I couldn't stop myself from entering that blinding doorway.
"Goodbye..." I whispered as I travelled through that blinding light. Death had taken me for its own.

Two days later:
Ow my head, it burst in pain. Where am I? I slowly opened my eyes. I was in an oriental laced enviroment. The detail of every design was intoxicating.
Who am I?
I looked down at myself, I was something. My skin was tiled with shining blue scales, this blue was so pale. It was like the sky. Wait scales? What the hell am I?
I looked around I was on the marbled of some great, ancient building. I looked around when my eyes focused on a figure sat at a desk. I opened my mouth to get his attention but what should have been word came out as an angry growl. The figure stood up, it was an old man, his face was wrinkled and a large beard flowed from his face.
"So you're awake, finally. My name is Za-aruji" He walked over "Now who are you? It's not everyday I get a water spirit falling out of the sky, unconscious" He smiled as he kneeled down beside me.
I tried again to answer his question but another roar took its place.
"Why aren't you taking human form, is it that I've angered you?" Za-aruji said.
I shook my head.
"Is it that you're not able too?"
I nodded. My neck felt as if it was suspended on a wobbling tower. I looked at my body. It was long as if I was a snake. I long line of aqua coloured fur emerged from my back. I had limbs, thank god but they ended with claws. Big claws.
"Well my dear why didn't you say so, I have just the spell..." He smiled as he rushed back to his desk. Sliding papers around his table. He picked up a large scroll. He suddenly looked at me. I got up shakily, it seemed natural. I realised I was also quite tall, or Za-aruji was very short. He suddenly rushed back and cupped my snout with his hands. I felt my body tingle. Za-aruji's hair was standing on end, energy manifesting within his eyes. I felt myself shortening like my body was folding in on its self. It wasn't as uncomfortable as it should have been, instead it was liberating. His hands peeled off. I looked down, my claws had become fingers. I was human!
"Well I didn't expect you to be female, there aren't many female water spirits in the world." He smiled "I also didn't expect you to be quite so pretty" I smiled back.
"Thankyou Za-aruji, but can you tell me where I am, who I am?" I said my voice breaking with worry.
"I'm afraid not my dear... I came back from a business trip and I saw you fall in my garden, so I brought you inside" He smiled "This is my house, I'm just a few miles outside of swap bottom"
"Where's that?" I said as he grabbed my hand leading me towards his desk in what I presumed was his study. The walls were lined with books and scrolls. There weren't any windows.
"This is the spirit world my dear, could it be you're a new demon? That would explain your inability to change forms" He said sitting down as he lit his pipe. "Well I'm known as The Lord, I'm a warlock. But not to worry dear, I'm not a bad one." He smiled "Well I'm not a bad one most of the time"
"Where did I come from?"
"No one knows where spirits come from my dear..." He said as he took another puff of his pipe. "We only know their purpose, and your's was revealed the moment you landed in my garden..." He smiled.
"What is that?" I whispered.
He rummaged through the paper and scrolls on his desk. When he picked up a sheet of paper. "To be my new assistant of course" He smiled handing me over the contract.
"Umm but what do you do?" I questioned, I didn't want to get messed up with evil.
"I'm a herb trading service... I make potions, remedies and formulas" He sighed "I've been having a little trouble with transport and there is no doubt that as a dragon you can fly"
"What will I get from this partnership?" I asked, I knew it was stingy but I was worried that I'd be used as a pack mule...
"A home at this house, free food and two days off a week?" He smiled.
I had no knowledge of this world, its currency, its politics or its culture. And this man seemed to be kind. What could I lose?
"May I have a pen?" I laughed.
"Excellent..." He thrusted a pen at me, I took it... What do I put down?
"Umm, what should I put?" I exclaimed, how embarrassing!
"Oh right, umm shall I give you a name?" He grinned, it was like he was pleading. Did I have much choice? I nodded in agreement.
"How about Suradansu?" He said as he blew another cloud of smoke from his nostrils.
"What does that mean?"
"Skydance" He whispered as he rose from his chair. I liked it, it quickly scribbled down the name and handed it over.
"Excellent, I shall call you Sura for short" He grabbed my hand "Let me show you to your room" He said leading me towards the bright green door. I noticed another reality on the wall, copying us. The mirror showed Za-aruji holding the hand of a beautiful creature. She looked as if she was in her early twenties, her eyes were chestnut brown and reminded me of autumn. Her hair was so vibrant and alive, it was the same colour as the fur that traveled down the back of her dragon self. She had long eyelashes, plump lips and a slim face. All the features found on beautiful women. She couldn't believe it. But as quickly as she came the lovely creature disappeared as Sura was taken out of the study and towards the mystery that was her future in the spirit world.