Bleach

Your Little Angel

I was known as a freak of nature most of my life. Not living but not dead either. I can get hurt and I won't feel pain. Leave a bruise or a cut it heals fast. Try to cut off an arm, leg, my head, or even in half and I still will be alive. "Now how did you rest?" Asked my captain. I'm the twelfth captain's little girl. His best subject. "Good sir. I'm ready for the test." I said. "Good. Hop on the table then Sin."

My name is Sin. I'm a 12-year-old girl who can't age or die. I was human but I wasn't born. I was created. Then after a few years, something went wrong. An explosion happened, killing everyone inside the building. Except me. I'm not a soul reaper but here in the soul society, I am welcomed. Just a little girl to use as an experiment.

*Splash. "As if that won't dissolve human flesh but anything else." I was told to live here in the twelfth division. And honestly, I love it here. "You are one tough girl," he says to me. I smile. "I have a strong captain." I am not sure what I am but captain Kurotsuchi is determined to understand everything and helping me helps him. Win-win!

I may not be a fighter but I see all the others train. "Is your spear polished?" I am given a weapon in order to at least defend myself. "Yes. I did." I laughed. He is always so worried about me. Like we really are a happy living in the dead family. Yes, that's wired but that's what it is.

*Knock. "Come in!" Says the captain. An orange haired man comes in with a red head and black haired man. "We are heading out to the living. You are still sending Sin with us right?" Asked the orange head. I go to the living to collect data on the humans and report back to the captain. "Yes. Alright. You may go now, Sin." Said the captain. "I'll be there in a sec.," I tell them. I gather my things and my spear just in case and was heading out the door. "Bye, captain."

"Hold on, Sin. I think you can stop calling me that. You don't work for me and your not a soldier. So, call me papa from now on." That was surprising. But I smiled and ran over to hug him. "See you soon, Papa," I say. He pats me on the back then lets me go. Even though I don't die or can't be killed. I still have a place to call home. I have a new family and I'm just an angel to everyone.

Hope you like this short.

If you do, please keep a look out for the bigger story behind it.

Bye!