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Black
Prologue: Black

She had painted the corner of her lips so that she remembered that day. It was black – the color of her intensions.

The vicious things they had said to her ringed so loudly in her ears, it was deafening. The whole trial repeated constantly, over and over again in her mind – she could never block it out.

“You have committed what no Shinigami has ever done before! Omai-omai!”

She bit her lip, remembering what the judge had told her nearly ten minutes ago:

“You will leave the Soul Society… and never return – never. For as long as I live and as long as you… remain an abomination with that act you did. That vile and atrocious act…” There were probably more demeaning things about her that the judge said, but she had blocked it out.

All of her possessions were not packed in a quaint black bag now slung over her shoulder.

She looked back – this was her home. She had barely remembered her past life on the earth, she had been told that she had come to the Soul Society as a baby. (Which meant that she had died very young in the real world) She certainly did not want to go back. What would they say to her? Would they know that she didn’t belong there? She certainly did not hope so.

Tears streamed down her cheek. She let them dribble into her open mouth, “Karai-na.” (Salty.)

A part of her was doubting why she had done so in the first place. For the past three hours she had told herself over and over again this question: why?

She had told herself it was for power. Really? She was already the third seat of her squad, certainly that showed that she had it. So what was it?

She looked up at the four men who were escorting her to the gate. Amongst them was her captain.

“Taicho!” her voice was strangled and dry – she did not sound like herself.

He looked at the sky, “Remekia, we shall see each other… some day.”

“Taicho!” She was shoved rather roughly out of the gate.

All she saw now was black.

Why did she become a hollow?

A dark voice at the back of her mind chuckled darkly and spat at her, “Because your soul…is black.”