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Some people think there is a thing called fate and others believe there is not. In the realm of those who believe in fate there are those who believe we can control our fate and others who don't. Then there are people like me who are in the middle of all of this, I believe that I have something that I am meant for.

But I also think I have control of how I get there. For example, if there was a butterfly caught in a spider's web and I freed it and it was the butterfly's day to perish, something else would kill the butterfly despite my short-term interference; likewise if I had left it alone and it was the spiders day to perish and I didn't starve it, the butterfly could be poisonous and the spider would die. That's assuming that animals have souls, which is yet another controversy that everyone has a say in. Back to the point though, I believe that despite the spider or butterfly's death days were set; there were different ways they could go out; much like the many ways to get to your fate... I tend to let my thoughts run in circles when I'm doing boring chores because it's impossible not to get distracted and that's all I see life as being, just one BIG chore.

"Pst" the attention demanding sound came from outside the stable window where I was shoveling straw. I glanced up to see who was there and was met with the sight of the blinding, setting sun.

"What is it?" I snapped, not bothering to keep my voice down, irritated with my now spotty vision. There was a shuffling sound outside the stable and Orihime poked head around the door and offered me a shy smile as she eased her way inside. Hime didn't do very well with horses so I wasn't expecting her to speak first out of fear she would spook the animals. "Is there a problem?" I asked her going back to my task as the blue and green spots faded from my vision.

"It was too dark this time, I couldn't tell what was going on but it was unbearably hot and my arms were hard to move; not like I was pinned, but like I was holding something. Then two strong, cool arms wrapped around my waist and pulled me to my feet and the weight in my arms came with me. Then I was wrapped in a something cool and damp that whoever it was wrapped around my mouth and shouted 'run.' I did and I kept running until there was a sudden burst of cool air and I could breathe again. But then there was this terrible crash behind me and I felt a huge sense of dread, then it ended," Orihime sighed and slid down the wall closest to her and I was briefly worried she would get a splinter from the rough wooden walls.

For as long as we've known each other, I've known about her ability to get a glimpse or two of the future, and she has always trusted me enough to confide in me about it; no matter how insane it seemed to be. One time her vision was of a huge wolf eating a farmer. It was insanely impossible but, sure enough Starrk Coyote, a bandit referred to as the wolf who served under Aizen, a man trying to unify all our lands so that he could become an emperor, found out about the farmer's delivery of goods and stole them. That led the farmer to go after Starrk. His body was found with a bullet hole through his head and most of his body parts eaten by wolves; Orihime blamed herself for a while but eventually got over it. Now, no matter what the vision is or how strange it may seem I always listen to her about what she sees.

"What was the edge color?" I asked. Edges of her visions were colored differently and depending on the color things came in a day, week, month, hour, etc. However, I didn't get a quick cherry answer like usual, Orihime didn't answer for a long time. I'm not a very patient person when I'm in the middle of chores so I picked up the wooden bucket at the edge of the shed and gave her a pointed look that said 'follow me,' she complied as I walked down to the only river for miles to collect water for cooking that evening.

"Teal," she finally managed to murmur. I stopped and looked back at her, I never knew her to have teal borders and I couldn't even begin to think about what that stood for. It must have shown on my face because she turned her eyes to the plush, green grass.

"I'm not sure what it meant either, the vision had two borders, teal was the second border and purple was the first," Orihime barely whispered. I hummed and set the first bucket down in the river, making sure my feet were well placed to keep from toppling in and being swept away.

"So it should happen within the week?" I asked without glancing up from the rushing water. Orihime didn't respond and, despite the approaching dusk, it was hot so I did what any boy who was being brought down by a girl would do, I threw a bucket of water over her head and took off like my life depended on it.

"Ichigo!" Orihime shrieked and took off after me, slightly slowed by the extra weight added to her dress.

I ran for what felt like an hour but was in all actuality five minutes before I stopped and let her jump on me laughing. My shirt may have gotten wet and she may have been a bit top-heavy but I wouldn't miss being together with my friends for the world. Then over the horizon smoke came into view and my heart stopped.

"Hime," I whispered and she sucked a breath in. Over those hills was our town, where we grew up, and smoke? Orihime jumped off my back and we sprinted to the source of our growing dread. When we got there fire burned along every house in sight, the sidewalks made from brick glowed an eerie orange that seemed to dance with the radiant heat.

"Ichigo," Orihime shouted over the crackling flames, "we need to help people get out of here." I couldn't agree more and sprinted to the left as she went to the right. I can't recall how many people I pulled from the flames only that after two or three their faces became blurs, men, women, children, and animals were saved and my arms burned from the radiant heat and flame that licked up my arms every time I busted through a door.

Eventually I couldn't find anyone else who was trapped and ran to meet up with Orihime; only she wasn't there, and with a sweep of my eye I noticed my little sister Yuzu, the one who didn't die along with my mother, wasn't anywhere to be found either. For a fleeting second I stopped along with my heart and I felt my eyes change to gold on black and not their natural amber. The world slowed around me and I picked up on Yuzu and Orihime's heartbeats in my house, neither was moving. Snatching a cloak from another person standing near me and ignoring his indignant call, I ran for my house. Orihime's vision washed over me like a wave. Sprinting down the street I dunked the cloak into a trough of dirty dish water and pulled the cloak around my body for added protection against the flames…until it evaporated in the heat. My door was already opened when I got there so I just rushed inside, shouting Orihime's name as I went.

"Ichigo?" Yuzu's voice called from upstairs.

I raced two at a time up the stairs and skid to a stop at Orihime and Yuzu's forms, blocked between a wall and fallen beam. Thank you Shiro for your amazing jumping abilities, I thought as I jumped the log and crouched down next to my sister and longtime friend. I threw the cloak, now only slightly wet, over the two girl's heads and, grabbing Orihime's waist, jumped back over the beam and gave the two a push to the stairs.

Orihime got the message and ran. I went to follow but the stairs crumbled, leaving me stuck on the second floor, stupid dad and his 'great' staircase plans. I looked around feeling dread grip my stomach for a fleeting moment before my eye caught on the window. By now my skin might as well have been on fire, plus the house was crumbling around me, so jumping out of a second story window seemed like the best idea when, the only problem was that the window was for looks and didn't open. I picked up a metal pipe from the busted water pipes that had been above me and hissed as the hot metal seared my skin. Dropping the pipe I looked around again for anything else that I could use to break the glass and let out a low growl.

'SHIRO!' I shouted through the link in my head.

'Hmm?' was the nonchalant answer I received. Shiro didn't really care if I lived or died, he could revive me if he had to.

'What was that air spell?' I asked extending my left hand focusing on the heated air around me.

'Spiritus,' Shiro answered, not bothering to hide the smirk in his tone. He was amused by my sudden state of panic, I was only human after all.

"Spiritus!" I shouted as I ran to the window, the spell breaking the glass seconds before I soared through it. I landed on my feet before pitching forward and rolling until I came to a stop in a puddle, it felt nice against my flushed and burnt skin, and despite the pain causing my brain to short-circuit, I caught sight of bright teal before blacking out as Shiro cackled at my misfortune.

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And so the development begins, next chapter is Grimmjow's point of view. Please leave me some feedback, if you don't I don't have anything to go off of for my next chapter. Thanks for the read :D