"You will now be attending the True Cross Academy, of a different world of course. This shall be your first test. You shall start from the very beginning of life. When you first arrive you shall be an infant. A faux family has already been created with similarities to your old family. You shall grow up in close contact with me, and while Clockwork and Shinigami-sama won't be able to visit, you can still contact them. I'm sure you know how to do that… Good girl. Now your mission is to guide Okumura Rin and his friends, make his life a little easier. Do you understand me?... Good, good, now off you go, don't forget your mission, don't forget yourself, and don't forget what your reality truly is."

'Don't forget the mission,' was my thought as I walked home from a normal day at preschool.

'Don't forget yourself,' was my thought as I looked in the mirror, 'I am Rebecca Shinemass. I am Sawada Suishou. I am 15 years old,' I poked my chubby cheek, 'despite my current 8 year old body.'

'Don't forget what your true reality is.' I thought as I watched a now middle school Rin walked by my house in his usual juvenile manner. I sighed. I remember things from what others would consider a past life. But for me it is definitely not a past life, this life is temporary. Once my mission is completed I will be reassigned to a different world.

Because sometimes living a different life in it's entirety is a requirement to fulfilling a mission.

Mine is to keep Rin's friends from hating him when he finally reveals what he is to them. First I had to gather information on all the good (yet incredibly reckless) things he's done and prove it to them that he's not going to take after his father.

I sat back on my bed and sighed, "My true 'reality' involves reading about this shit in a manga and not having to worry myself about it."

"Is something the matter, milady?" My 'father' asked me. This man goes by Sora Sawada, he's posing as my father. He's not real, he is only an illusion, made to fool people into thinking I'm not some homeless child that was abandoned on the streets.

There is only one parental figure in this home, seeing as though we had staged a car crash for the explanation of why I don't have a mother. Creating an illusion to replace my real mom was difficult seeing as though she still exists, so we just had the temporary illusion killed off.

"No, nothing is the matter Sora, please go read or watch TV to keep yourself entertained, that time is approaching." I looked out my window to the sky. I heard Sora's footsteps away from my room.

My brow furrowed, I've watched Rin grow up since preschool. He's always had trouble trying to be gentle. Lifting an entire car so one man can grab his keys is nice, but not very subtle.

I sighed again, once I see Mephisto again I will inform him of it. Then possibly stab him with Kira a few times.

I sat up and grabbed my bag, 'Time to see Shiro before he's possessed.'

I walked calmly down the stairs and to the door, I stopped but didn't turn my gaze, "Sora, I'm going to inform Shiro of what is about to occur. I may not be back, if I'm not, you know what to do."

"Yes, milady. Good luck in your mission, be careful." I smiled softly.

"Thank you for your support, Sora. Good luck on your next mission, I hope that the next Wanderer is kind to you." I continued out the door towards the church Rin and Yukio lived in.

"So, it will be happening soon then? May I be allowed to hear about how?" Shiro sipped a cup of tea.

"I'm sorry but no. It's not in my power to control what may happen. I only informed you of this so that you may help Rin to prepare. I truly wish I could tell you though. I would hope it would dull the pain." I looked at my watch; 2:46, "Though at the moment you need to go begin his preparation, at this moment his is being attacked by Astaroth. I will be waiting to collect you afterwards," I smiled softly to my cup.

Shiro gave me a smirk, "The Wandering Society is always so elusive, well I'm sure you'll be passing my messages." His smirk softened to a smile as he stood up from his chair, "I always wondered why you weren't as active as other children when I first saw you. You were truly a woman in a child's body."

"I was fifteen when I first started, but since I have also aged another fifteen years, I'm mentally 30. Don't let what Rin says get you to off track." I also stood up and walked away.

I stood outside of the currently burning church. A tear fell down my cheek as I watched the battle from my Anasta-ram spell. I remembered watching it when I first discovered the Blue Exorcist series. I was full on crying then. Now that I knew Shiro though, I did the same thing when Mom 'died'. I wanted to cry my heart out, but I was unable to, for their sake and my pride.

Once it was over I watched as Yukio made his way to his brother and father. I watched as they left. Rin was pouring tears and Yukio was cringing and holding to his brother with anger and sadness. The anger was directed at Rin though. 'I'll just have to change that…'

I walked into the empty church, the other exorcists that were there had already been treated. I leaned on the alter, "Didn't I tell you to 'not let what Rin says get you off track.'"

The remaining spirit of Fujimoto Shiro chuckled, "When you told me It was my time to pass, I never thought of being possessed."

I smiled, just like my mother, I get to see him again. "I'll deliver you to Clockwork now, you can watch over Rin from there, seeing as though he is the master of ALL time, and a fellow Wanderer."

He smirked, "Will I be able to see some other timelines as well."

I chuckled, "If you say 'please'."