Summary: What happens when a girl from our world dies and is transported to another world? Specifically the Hitman Reborn world? A whole lot hell. In addition, what about the fact that she's Yamamoto's sister AND she's in love with Gokudera? Oh please, somebody just shoot her now. OCX59

I Own Nothing But my OC!

Chapter 1: The day I became free

This sucks. My life sucks. It has for the past 16 years.

Some say that when you die, your life flashes right before your eyes. Others say that all you see is darkness. Then TV shows like Ghost Whisperer, have people haunt others before heading into a guiding light or the ghost would just go towards the light.

They also say things about the pain you feel when something bad happens to you. Like if, you are shot; if you feel pain you'll live, if you don't then you're as good as dead.

Well let me tell you now, whatever you've heard, or have been told is a big fat lie.

The day I died, I felt pain and numbness. As well as…relief. Relief, because… my life was hell.

I was always the supportive type.I was the person that you went to when you couldn't talk to anyone else. That was the kind of person I was in my old life.

However, I had my problems too, you know?

Where was my 'talk to about anything' person?

I didn't even have friends.

My parents were the worst.

They didn't even acknowledge me. When they did acknowledge, however, they would hit me and call me names like 'bitch', 'slut', anything they could think of. They would say that I 'ruined their life' and that I 'should have never been born'.

I hated them.

I had no one.

The day I died…was the best day of my life.

My day started out like any other day. I woke up at seven, took a quick shower, dressed my old and new injuries, get dressed for school, and walk out the door.

I buttoned up my denim jacket, covered my long brown hair with the hood from my thick sweater, shoved my hands into my pockets and began my journey to school. The ground was covered in fresh snow and more kept falling.

After walking a few blocks, I would stop by the corner store and grab something to eat. I would eat my bought goods as I continued my way to school. However, today was different from my other days. When I turned the corner, I felt a feeling of dread build up inside.

I shrugged it off as nothing and continued on my way.

When I got to the end of the block, I heard someone scream, "My Purse!" I turned and saw a guy running towards me with a purse in on hand and a .9 mm in the other.

"Out of the way kid and no one gets hurt," he yelled, as he got closer to be. I was not about to let this guy get away like this.

I got into my fighting stance and waited. People were screaming at me to get away but I didn't listen. When he was close enough, I kicked him in the stomach and threw him over me with my foot. He dropped the bag and the gun. When he landed on the ground, I kicked the bag over to the woman.

"Thank you so much," she said, picking up the bag.

I grinned in satisfaction. "No prob-" but my sentence was cut short by something ripping through my chest.

My eyes widened as I looked down at my chest, only to find it all bloody. My vision got really blurry and I soon found myself face first onto the cold concrete floor of the snow covered sidewalk.

I then heard sounds of feet running towards and away from me. I tasted something metallic in my mouth and realized that I was coughing up blood. I heard yelling, but it sounded distant. People were telling me to 'hang on' and to 'Stay awake' but I had trouble hearing them.

I looked at my wrist and saw the gold bracelet that my big brother had given me before he left for collage. I was ten when he left. He had promised me that when he finished school he would take me away from the hellhole we called 'home'.

He was coming home today. Today I was going to be free.

I felt tears in my eyes and I closed my eyes as the sounds of sirens came closer. I then couldn't hear anything but the sound of my heart finally slowing down.

Then…I died.

I soon felt like I was being pulled into something. I opened my eyes and noticed that I was in a warm and bright tunnel of different colors.

You know the saying 'There's always a light at the end of the tunnel' or something like that? Well, I saw my light and when I got to it, I shut my eyes and was soon enveloped in darkness again.

Please Review! Which name do you like better: Mizuki or Natsuki? Both mean the same thing.