Legacy

by reality sucks when it slaps u

I was their child. Her spitting image. His talent. I was their pride. Her charm. His potty mouth. I was their moment of lust. Her courage. His strength. I was their child. Their love. Their Legacy.

I knew. From the beginning, I knew. He was like me, but he didn't know. I lived with the Kurosaki family, after my Mom passed away. I was ten. But she told me everything about me, who I was, what I was. And who Ichigo Kurosaki was...to me.

Yet when Isshin Kurosaki took me in, adopting me as his daughter. I saw that his children knew nothing of their own legacy. Confused, I confronted Isshin, asking him why his kids remained ignorant. He simply replied, "It isn't time, Sana. 'He' hasn't entered this world yet, so I have no requirement to push my children into the world of war between life and death just yet. I'd rather they stay young and innocent of that life for as long as possible." I looked at him, giving him a small, sad smile. I had an ability to see a little way into the future, a few years at most and from the single glance I had been granted of that future I knew that Ichigo, Isshin's only son would be flung into that world, a lot sooner than expected...