Okay so this is my first fan-fiction that is going to make is past one chapter 3 This is most likely not going to be read. it is an OC story. No pairing as of now. i may or may not later. but I am doing my best at writing this wish me luck. if you have any concerns E-mail me.
- Fifty years ago -
A small child with long white hair sat at a park in Karakura Town. Her usually clear green eyes were clouded by tears. The child sniffled as she slowly calmed down. She stared down at her body and saw a broken chain connect to her chest. Her eyes widened as she saw the ends of the chain had mouths. She ran until she fell from pain and shrieked. The area surrounding her became deformed And large black creature with a white mask appeared. It's mouth opened as a link fell from her chain of fate, and a red beam formed in it's mouth. The child saw a man dressed in a black shihakusho and white haori. The man had long white hair and brown eyes, with a soft smile set upon his face, The child looked down as the mouths on the broken chain of fate started to devour another link causing her to wither in pain. The man realize that if this continued much longer the child would become a hollow. He finished off the attacking hollow and turned the the child, smiling slightly. "Hey, it's okay now. Your safe young one.I'll help you on your journey to soul society. May you be safe and happy." He said softly, as he raised the hilt of his katana and pressed it against the child's forehead lightly, marking it. She glowed and turned into a butterfly, which fluttered away. The girl awoke in the seireitei
- end flash back -
A young teen white white hair and green eyes opened her eyes. "Miyuki-sama!time to wake up!"An overly cheerful voice greeted her. "Noo...Shikari... don't call me sama! I'm just a normal person"The girl now known as Miyuki commanded. The cheerful person known as Shikari, bowed gracefully. Miyuki sighed as she pulled at her yukata which had been tied with a thick stiff obi. She groaned as she felt she was in a corset, the stiff obi making it hard to breath. Miyuki heard a shrill voice. the voice of her mother. "MIYUKI! YOU LISTEN HERE! YOU SHALL NOT MAKE THAT OBI ANY LOOSER!"Her mother shrieked. "I'm sorry Mother, but i've worn obi before they shouldn't be so tight I can not breathe!"Miyuki said glaring at the older woman. Miyuki's mother although a civilized woman was at times violent. Miyuki's mother raised a hand to her defiant daughter, "you are not at all like anyone in this family"She said to Miyuki and walked away. Miyuki froze and looked down. She sighed deeply as she loosened the obi slightly and fixed her yukata. She looked in the mirror and realized how pale she was. barely a shade darker then her hair. the light blue yukata didn't help much either. She played with her hair trying to figure out the best hair style. She put her hair up in a bun but left some hair out of the bun to frame the sides of her face. she wished that tonight's festival would go okay. she wished to see the shinigami how had saved her all those years ago but wondered, who it was. She was soon to go to the shinigami academy anyways. she had always been a burden to her family by having the gift of reiatsu.
I'msorry i made this so short this is all I have written so far,