Chapter 1

River Fish

She walked down toward the river, holding her goldfish bowl close to her. She was usually cautious when she walked by the river, she didn't know how to swim. But it didn't seem to matter to her today.

She walked next to the river, away from the bridge and away from the girls on the bridge. They were yelling names at her and she felt like crying. They were once her friends, only a week ago they had all been laughing with her, not at her.

Her tears began to stream down her face and fall into her fish's bowl. Her fish had been her only true friend. He didn't think differently of her now that her secret was out, he didn't care if she was a lesbian or not, but they did and they hated her for it.

"Hurry up and do it or else we'll make you eat your fish!" One of the girls called out from the bridge. She kneeled down next to the river and looked into her goldfish's eyes. He stared up at her with his blank expression, but she could tell he cared.

He had always been there for her, when her father left, he was there, after her mother's new boyfriend had started to like her more than her mother, he was there, but after she had lost all of her friends because she told her secret, he wasn't allowed to be there for her. They were making her get rid of him or else they'd make her kill him.

"I want you to be free," she whispered to him. "I want you to be free and happy. Be happy enough for the both of us." She emptied his bowl into the river and she watched him swim down into the murky water.

A small rock hit her on the head and she turned her attention back to the bridge. "Get her!" The girl's called as they started chasing her, throwing stones at her as they went.

She got off her knees and started to run away. It had just rained that morning and it was always slippery around the river. The tears in her eyes blurred her vision as her breath grew heavy and fast.

She had to get away from them, she wanted to get away from them, she wanted to get away from everyone. No one wanted her and no one liked her. Only her goldfish had, but he was gone now. She pumped her arms and made her legs take longer strides as another rock hit her in the back. She wanted to yell at them, she wanted to stand up for herself and tell them they're wrong, but she didn't see the point. There was no point to anything now, as far as she was concerned.

She stopped abrutly and the girls behind her stopped as well, still a few feet back from her. She faced them and she held her hands by her side. "Why do you hate me so much?" she demanded to know.

Her old best friend retorted by hurling another rock at her. Fairly larger than the last rock thrown at her, it hit her on the head, leaving an open wound on the spot.

She reached up and felt the warm blood as it slowly started to trickle down her scalp and obscur her vision in her left eye.

They all wanted her dead, so she decidec that she would give them what they wanted. She dove into the water, head first. The icy waves rushed up to meet her as she thrashed her arms and legs about wildly, trying to stay above the waves for just a bit longer.

She opened her eyes and looked around. They were running away, away from her, leaving her there to drown. They knew that she wasn't able to swim, they knew everything that she knew about herself because she had told them everything.

She stopped moving her arms and legs and allowed herself to sink under the water. She opened her mouth and all of her air rushed out in bubble form. Her lungs felt like they were on fire as she fluttered her eyes open and closed.

She opened her eyes again and looked up at the reflection of the sun as she sunk deeper into the river. She noticed something swimming above her, under the reflection. There he was, her fish, he was still there for her, staring down at her with his emotionless eyes.

Disclaimer; I do not own Haibane Renmei or any of the characters in the series.

Author's Note

In case you couldn't tell by the title of this story, it was about Kana. This is just how I think she might have died because as my theory and many others, their dreams are based off of the way they died. I will write more chapters of how I think the others may have died, I justwon't update regularly. You should expect a new chapter at least once a month though, it shouldn't take me too long to find inspiration for the others.