She smiled at me. Like an angel. That was my last human thought. That she was an angel. She must be the angel of death. But what do I know? People say that death is an enlightenment. Maybe she is the angel of enlightenment? No, why would she care about me? She couldn't be an angel. An angel wouldn't go after someone like she did. I can't how many times I moved, changed my name, changed my appearance, but, somehow, she found me every time. It's almost as if she could sense me. That's a creepy thought. That she could sense me, my fear. I am convinced that she is not human. She could not possibly be human. Not possible. It's not possible. Then again, neither am I. Is she like me? That would be how she can sense me. Is she here to claim me? I need to run again. But I'm dead. literally. I just have to go to the Soul Society again. I'm so sick of this, so sick of being reborn with my past lives' memories. There is no reason for this, for trying this hard. I'm never going to get my zanpakutou to speak to me. I've been trying or three hundred years, if not, more. He refuses to say a word to me. I've accepted it. However, my problem is her. She's always after me. There is no way for me to escape her. As soon as I get Kido under my belt, maybe I'd have a chance, but I can't seem to do that. Pretty soon, I'll wake up, and I'll be dead again. For the thirtieth time. I might have a better chance next time. Maybe, in this life, my zanpakutou will forgive me for whatever I've done. I've got to get to the Rukongai again. I need to find a Shinigami to send me, possibly a hollow to change me. Oh! Here come some now!
"Kurosaki-san! What are you doing here?"
"Urahara-san! Nice too see you! Call me Isshin."
"Alright, but you should call me Kisuke. We've known each other long enough for that."
"Can do. Now, where's that Quincy?"
"I dunno. Hey, look! A plus!" I jerked my head up. They saw me. It's time. Do I have to pretend to know anything? I guess it really doesn't matter. Alright. Here I go. Please, whatever's out there, this time around, please let my zanpakutou forgive me. Please let me be strong enough to protect my loved ones, especially my father. And, if I have siblings, please let me protect them. Please.
"Hey! I'm going to send you to the Soul Society, Plus." I raised my eyebrows at the man's extremeness.
"Can you still do that, Isshin?"
"Only for a few more minutes. We must hurry."
"Alright."
"Cool. Here we go!" The man named Isshin smiled and touched the butt of his sword to my forehead. I saw blue, then I was there. I wandered for a few years, then found my chance to be reincarnated. I said a few more quick prayers, then stepped up. I saw a flash of orange.
I'm so cold. I heard male voices, I couldn't understand anything. But then, I understood something. A female.
"His name will be Ichigo."
