Prologue – Death is Quick, Emily
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A/N: I am bored and in need of a new hobby to spend my free time with.
She was once known as Emily Walker. Truth to be told, she was about to reach the age of eighteen years old next month when something unexpected happened. At the time, after finishing her errand for the day; as in buying the groceries for dinner, Emily was happily making her way out of the convenience store.
"I am going to eat a lot of bread tonight. Melon bread~ Melon bread~"
The brown-haired teen sang with a skip on her every step.
"Hey, watch out!" A voice called out in warning.
Emily turned around to glance at the said man behind her with a smile on her face before a swishing sound reached her ears from above. Looking up, her hazel-brown eyes widen in shocked as her smile instantly dropped. "Oh, brick shit!"
A metal pole fallen right on top of her head and she crumbled onto the ground with blood splattered around the asphalt floor. "Anyone… Call the ambulance!"
Her death was instantaneous and she only felt a faint pain course through her weak form before her entire world fade to black. 'Now, how am I supposed to eat my favorite melon bread?'
"This is really not happening to me~" Emily whines in a childish voice.
"Hey! You, stupid brat! This is my box to sleep in! Go somewhere else to find your own!"
The teen-turned-child in the age of four years old instinctively jump before bolting from under the bridge and into the heavy rain when the homeless, gruff-looking man throw a shard of glass at her way. "Eep!"
'This doesn't look like the heaven or the afterlife that Mother once described to me. No~ Mother lied!'
Emily cries her eyes out while running, not noticing that her yellow sundress has become completely soaked due to the rainwater, and finally come to halt beside a lamp-post. "UWAA! This is not fair! I know I should have not trust that blue fireball to lead the way. I don't care if it was going to be dark for an eternity inside that stupid void! I was better off staying there."
'Well, then again. I am not God to actually predict my own death. I probably should stop crying now. If not, then my eyes are surely going to be all puffy and red when I am done bawling my lungs out. I'm not a child anymore after all. Even though, this sudden change in my physical appearance is starting to freak me out a little. No pun intended.'
Rubbing her eyes fervently to make the tear-stained cheek disappear and return to its former chubby glory, a black silhouette that appear from within the shadows slowly approaches the petite child.
"Well, hello there. What are you doing under the rain, little girl? You're going to be sick if you continue to stand here, you know."
"W-Wha…?" Emily let out an occasional sniffle every now and again as she stares at the nice young woman whom carries the white umbrella to shield them both from the relentless downpour.
Fair skin tone that seems to glow under the light from the lamp post above our heads; long, light wavy brown hair down to her back and tied in a knot in the back; bangs down to her chin in the front; wearing a plain beige dress; and gentle, brown-colored eyes – Emily silently describe the nice lady as beautiful and kind in her thoughts.
The young woman soft chuckle quickly brings her out of her sudden reverie and Emily couldn't help but to blush in embarrassment of being caught staring. However, that gesture comes to stop when she abruptly sneezes; her body shiver violently due to the cold wind and she instinctively hug herself tightly in hope of gaining some warmth. The young woman immediately cast a worried look towards her small, trembling form.
Pulling out a handkerchief from her pocket, the young woman gently wipes away the trace of rainwater and snot that somehow clings onto Emily's face. "Oh, my~ this is certainly not a good sign. You're going to get flu if you continue to stand here, soaking wet. Where is your home, little one? Let me send you there, alright."
Emily, whom nose has turned slightly red of her constant sneezes, stares in confusion at the young woman for a few moments before answering in a slight apologetic tone, "Sorry, ma'am. I don't have a family anymore. And I don't think I have any home for that matter. Sorry~"
The young woman looks at the child before her with a surprise reaction clearly written on her face. However, it changes quickly into a sympathetic yet gentle gaze as the next words that she speak of will create a ripple effect onto the Bleach universe (in which Emily has no idea what she has gotten herself into).
"Then, if you truly don't mind; do you want to come and live with me and my husband, my dear child?"
ToBeContinue
A/N: My first attempt in self-insert fan fiction story is a success. Please, read and review. I can update faster if you are able to do this one favor for me. Thank you very much for reading.
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