Prologue

When I was little I used to chase everything. My mother, but she got away. My siblings, but I never had a chance. Squirrels, birds, cats, dogs but I could never catch them. Butterflies though, I could catch them. My little legs were just long enough to carry me to the colorful flying creatures. I learned pretty quickly that they tasted very nasty but I still loved to capture them. I don't remember much of that time. It's just some weird dreams I have. I've decided that those moment are my memories and my brains trying to clue me into something.

One memory stands out more than any of the other memories I've had and this one led me to where I am today. So even if it's slightly wrong some of it I know to be true. See this memory puts me in america, where I secretly think I'm from. I haven't brought it up to my family because I don't think they would react normally but just hear me out. I was only five. I think. It's kinda hazy. I was chasing butterflies. I was getting tired and plopped down where I stood. Laying back in the grass watching the clouds go by, my vision was blocked by the sight of dark wings. A black butterfly landed on my nose.

A part of me thinks it was a bad omen, another part of me thinks it shielded me from seeing the destruction. Not even a second after it landed on me, my house was destroyed. After the debris cleared the butterfly floated up and down as if it was trying to get me to stand up. I follow it's instructions. Taking in the sight of the destroyed house it was as if something had sat on it, the sides of the house were still standing as if they were the armrest of the chair something big was sitting in.

Looking back at the butterfly it had moved past the fence meant to keep me in the backyard. Glancing between the house and the butterfly I choose to run, because something from my house made me very scared. I start to try climbing my fence but after the third try it was as if someone had lifted me up and placed me on the other side. I was too young to think anything weird of it. Waving goodbye at the mysterious force and my house, I return my focus to the butterfly. It seemed to be waiting for me. Another loud crash came from my house and that prompted me to run.

It wasn't long before the fear from my house left me, it became me just chasing after the mysterious black butterfly, it was my only focus. I didn't know where I was or where it was going but I wanted that butterfly. I had officially dubbed it my butterfly. Officially meaning I was going to throw a fit if someone said otherwise. "Mr. Thomas! Come to me. You're my butterfly." I called out to it as I got close enough to grab it before I could pluck it out of the air though I tripped over a branch and fell. My reflexes then were not what they are now, that trip knocked me out.

When I woke up I wasn't in a forest or even america. I was so happy. It was so cool. I was in some weird doctors office and they seemed to be checking on me. "Oh thank goodness you are awake. Are you okay? You had quite a lot of scratches on you. Where are your parent's?" The lady talking to me was one of the most beautiful peoples I've ever seen. I couldn't take my eyes off of her. "I'm okay Mr. Thomas got me away from the danger." I'm so glad she could talk like me. The man seemed to speak a different way and I didn't know what he was saying at all.

"Whose Mr. Thomas?" The pretty lady asked. "My butterfly. He flew into the woods so I chased after him after someone sat on my house. Is here too?" I look around the room and see doctor beds placed randomly and a little boy with bright orange hair, he looked to be hiding as he peeked through the doorway."You're not Mr. Thomas." I saw making eye contact with him.

The pretty lady let out a chuckle as she glanced at the door way. She seemed to smile a bit wider when she realized who I saw. "No, that's Ichigo. Our son. He's really shy, he found you outside and he's just worried because he was afraid you wouldn't wake up. I'm going to call a friend of mine, they are going to come talk to you and ask you a few questions. Alright?" Nodding my head I give her a smile. "Why don't you get some rest?" She suggest after talking in the weird language to the man. "Okay!" I tell her before snuggling under my covers.