Prologue
(Karakura Town- Night time)
Though all appeared to peaceful in the nighttime sky of Karakura town, unbeknownst to many a critical battle had just taken place that has put the fate of the Human World, Soul Society, and Hueco Mundo in jeopardy. Out of the shadows, a naked injured woman made her way through the empty park. Her shoulder length black hair covered her face, with one of her hands using the trees as guidance as her other hand was covering the bleeding wound over her shoulder.
Due to sheer exhaustion she eventually collapsed backwards onto the ground.
Why can't I remember anything, what's happening to me? Am I Dying? The woman thought as she breathed very heavily trying to remember anything important.
Momo
Momo, who's Momo?
You're Momo H-I
"M-Momo what" she said as she continued to gasp for air.
When all else is sealed away, your name is the key to your past. Remember that.
(Present day-2 1/2 years later)
Momo quickly jumped out of bed as she caught her breathe from her nightmare. She quickly calmed down realizing she was in her same old room in her same old bed.
Why that dream again? Momo wondered as she stretched her arms and started to get ready for the day.
As soon as she got out of the shower and put her usually bathrobe on, and sat down in her vanity mirror, Momo couldn't help but study herself in the mirror. While her physical appearance hasn't changed much over the past few years, the only big difference would be that her once shoulder length black hair has since grown down to the middle of her back. Her hand of course automatically went straight to her shoulder, the one that was injured. It made no sense, the only real crystal-clear memory Momo had before she came to live with the Kimura family, was that deep gashing wound she had on her right shoulder. It makes no sense to her just how quickly that wound had healed in such a short amount of time in the hospital, not even a scar remains. Though she still feels that pain from it occasionally.
Momo just shakes her head and put her hands together as she says "Get a grip Momo, the past is in the past. You can only move forward from here on out."
Soon she concentrated on all her thoughts on getting ready for the school day. She wore her signature white puffy shirt that was neatly tucked in her black skirt that had come just above her knees. She quickly put her long black hair into a bun, and then covered that bun with a light green cloth, before putting on her tie around her neck.
"MOMO ARE YOU READY, HACHI WILL BE HERE ANY MINUTE" her mother yelled.
Momo looks at her clock and realizes how late she really was.
"I'M COMING MOM" She said as she quickly grabbed her bag and ran down the stairs, shutting her door behind her.
Author's Note
This is the prologue to my very first story and I hope everyone finds it interesting so far. Defiantly a Momo centric story, but of course some fan favorites will be introduced sooner than others. Please review and let me know what you think.