Me, a shinigami?!
Story by Ikikaze Kenseki
Chappy (love using this term) 1 - Awakening
So here I am, looking down on my body as the people on the sidewalks try to comprehend what it is to be seen between their eyes.
There was not a word I could say, I only let out a very low grumble. Then the my brain processed the information, and the shock hit me.
I was dead.
„Recap"
My name : Ikikaze Kenseki (translation at the bottom)
Age : 19 years (not my real age, I am actually 5 years younger, older sounded more fitting for this story)
Ocupation : student, the best of my class (same applies in real life, but I'm not bragging about that)
Cause of death : being ran over by a, er, well when you die you can't see what kills you, damn life flashing through your eyes. All I could hear was a long „HONK" coming towards me.
„End Recap"
After a few minuts of silence, I managed to regain a bit of my composure so I started talking to myself, thinking that, if I was a ghost or whatever I was no one would hear me.
„Okay so, now I am dead, what the hell do I do? Shouldn't there be some kind of white light and transporting to heaven or something like that? And what the hell is with this weird ultra-super-extra-uber (I use a lot of adjectives like that even in real life :D ) chain-thingy that is atached to my chest?"
I was already going nervous and starting to have weird thoughts like ‚will I have to haunt people if I stay here, if so, who would be my first ... BINGO... motheeeeeer here I come'. Shook that thought right out of my head, my mom would be the very last person I would like to worry about this, altough I can't imagine the way she would react when she would hear about it. That thought gave me the chills. Anyway I wouldn't be there to see her reaction because that would sadden me to so I didn't want it.
Thinking that there would be no reason for me to stay right next to my body anymore I tried to turn around when I actually realised I was floating*. Well that was kinda nice so I tried to move my body as I would be swimming, having no darn idea how to move through air and dropped myself to the ground, well at least I could walk.
Having nothing to do, I ran over to a man as I wanted to see if I could touch him. That wasn't the case as my hand went straight through his stomach, him not even noticing I was there.
„Well at least now thats one less curiosity of mine of what ghosts can do"
I started walking down the street, constantly tripping over my chain, darn thing was pretty heavy to carry around, especially since it was soooo long.
Out of nothingness, a man appeared. I backed up a few meters, staring at him. He was wearing a black kimono with a sword on his left side. And he had a.... afro haircut. What was this guy? a mixture of the 80's and the Edo period.
„Oh heya kid, I was looking for you" he said in a nice and calm voice.
„You talking to me mister? I mean, can you see me? I'm a ghost, I thought people couldn't see ghosts"
„Is there anyone here other than you?" Looking around I noticed that the street was empty „Yes I am talking to you, and I can see you, I am a shinigami"
„You are a what? I thought shinigami were myths, anyway, what do you want with me shinigami-san?"
„You look different than the others, do you want to go someplace better than this?"
I had no idea of the meaning of different or the better place he was talking about. From around 13 years I could see ghosts and some other, weird monsters who had the same particularity, a hole in their chest, right where the heart should be. I had a weird feeling that I would have to take up his offer, better or not. „I guess so, I am done here, I think."
„Very well, be prepared, I sense a somewhat bright future for you" I didn't really understand what he was saying, but then he unsheathed his sword.
„Oi, shinigami-san what the hell are ya trying to do to me? Decapitate me? Even after I'M ALREADY DEAD?!"
„Calm down and quit your yapping. I'm telling ya, you're really gonna like this, and don't worry, I won't hurt you"
He changed his katana's position in his hand and moved its hilt untill it touched my forehead. Then something strange happened: I felt some kind of warm energy and a strange light come down on me and lifting me upwards. I couldn't stop myself from falling into a deep sleep, it was just.. way to comfortable not to.
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Days later
When I finally managed to crack open my eyes, I found myself, surprisingly, sleeping in a futon with a weird man staring from above me straight into my eyes. As he saw me trying to wake up he whispered a strangely friendly „Heya".
I jumped from my bed and pinned myself against the wall of the room „GAH WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STARING INTO ME WHILE I AM TRYING TO GET A HOLD OF MYSELF!?"
The started laughing „ Shiba Ganju is my name, and you are?"
„Ikikaze Kenseki, this is not a nice introduction so its pretty hard to say pleased to meet you, don't you think? By the way, how did I get here? And more important, WHERE THE HELL AM I?!" I asked coming to a hold of my senses.
„Whoa, chill down kid, don't forget, you are in my house, so... I am the one who asks questions here."
I nodded, not knowing what to say.
„Okay so now that we got that settled, question number one, do you remember anything of your death or of your living life"
„Of course I do, I remember everything, from around 5 years old, until I died" I responded with a rather perplexed look about the meaning of the question „Does this matter? Shouldn't I remember that?"
„Well that confirms me and sis's theory. Kid you have some potential, my advice is that you go to the shinigami academy to train" what was this Ganju guy talking about? shinigami academy? what was that? well, I'll sure take my time with my questions.
After a few more minutes and a LOT of questions. „ Well I think I am finally done with this, so, Ganju, what do you think I should do n-..." The door suddenly blew appart. In its place stood a woman with two very big „things" though they could be better described as monstruosities in the middle of her chest.
„Alright ya maggots enough questioning, time to go"She said in a demanding tone.
I was again pinned against the wall „ WHO THE HELL ARE YOU LADY? FIRST I WAKE UP WITH THIS GUY IN MY FACE AND NOW YOU?!"
„Shiba Kuukau is my name. I was worried thinking you guys might hold a gay party for as long as you two have been there" she responded in a mocking tone.
„Ikikaze Kenseki, and you must be Ganju's sister" I pointed my finger at the man lying at the floor who was now hugging a part-carbonized wooden door, god bless it wasn't me in its path.
„Look at it like this boy, you were found on my property so I got you into here and put that idiot to keep a look on you untill you are awake. I took you in because you seemed to have some potential judging by the mass of reiatsu you were exuding" I was wondering if this woman had multiple faces, she changed from demanding, to mocking, and now to something that looked like a strategist. „Ganju, come with me, I wanna talk to ya, you kid wait here."
„Hai" I said, and started looking at the door while I was listening to the sound of steps departing from the room.
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In the other room
„Ok sis, now thats the story" Ganju said after finishing describing all that I told him.
„Good, what do you say? should I try giving one of those to him? to see if anything happens."
„Give it a try, nothing can go bad." And the two headed back for the room they left me in while Kuukaku picked something from a crate.
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The brothers came back after a half an hour or so.
„Ok kid, before letting you go, there is one last thing I want to see about you" from her back she pulled a katana just like the one of the shinigami that did my konso or what was it called and she threw it at me.
„Gah whats with this? You don't usually throw weapons through rooms to people you don't know if they can use a sword." After that I started looking at it, and a weird thing happened, the sword changed shape. Its hilt was now bone color and looked worn out and on the end the sword had a skull shape. I looked amazed at what just happened before my eyes „Did I just do this?"
„Yes you did kid, that was a blank zanpakuto, the thing that just happened usually does only after years of practice, but you already did it: you infused it with a spirit. This totally proves what I thought about you." She smirked and gave me a thumbs-up. „Now head for the shinigami academy before I kick you out of my house, and don't forget yer sword"
I didn't need to hear those words twice before getting out of the darn house. Kuukaku gave me a map of Rukongai I think it was called with wich I could get to the academy with.
Staring from the front door of the house as I depart, Ganju has his head full of thoughts „I bet this kid is gonna be big, and when I say big I mean big, yo sis' did you feel his reiatsu? I think he could get right into the squads if he wouldn't have to go through the academy. Good luck Iki-kun."
„HEY I HEARD THAT!" I yelled in the distance.
The two brothers started chuckling.
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End of chapter one. I hope you liked it. I will post some more on this story and will be starting another one when this is complete. Though I think it will last awhile.
Also some important info: This takes place like 40 years before the main story so, all the captains are there and everything is at its place but no Ichigo and so.
Translation : Ikikaze - Dream wind
Kenseki - Sword barrier
To clarifiy it : Ikikaze is the family name and Kenseki is the given one.
I'll be posting a link to my sword's sealed state some other time.
Review if you liked the story and the way I write (although this is my first story that I write in english cuz I hate translators and writing in my language sucks). I need an impulse to get this thing going.