Angel with a Shotgun
A small girl with blond hair and neon green eyes ran. She ran through a door to a house and saw her parents, lying on the floor, dead. She fell to the ground and crawled over to her mother.
"Mommy, Mommy, get up. Mommy, get up! Mommy! Please, Mommy, Daddy, get up!" A large, warm hand rested on her shoulder. She looked up, crying. "What happened to Mommy and Daddy?"
He looked at her with warm, chocolate brown eyes. "They were killed, my dear. What's your name, dear?"
She looked up at him and sniffled. "Rose."
He smiled, making her smile as well. "Rose, would you like to come with me?"
"Yes, sir."
He stood and took her small hand in his much larger one. "Please, call me Aizen."