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The zanpakto walked around the forest on the cold night. he trusted no one because the abuse from his master. The one who owned him first. the one who killed him. The zanpakto came from death because a soul reaper brought him back to life. The sword in his human form began to cry blood because his life was pain. He longed for a new master but he didn't see that possible because he could not trust a single soul.

(if you do not understand, a zanpakto is a sword that can turn human. it has real feelings like a normal person has and every zanpakto has an owner because they are swords.)

"I was supposed to have been in a village by now." Ceilibell grumbled to herself. She shivered and pulled her cloak closer around her shoulders. She wasn't really scared, but she was cold and she had to find someplace to stay the night. The sound of crying reaches her ears. She follows the sound of it. "Hello?" She steps into the view of the zanpakuto.

Muramasa looked at the girl and he slowly backed away. "What do you want from me?" Muramasa asked scared. He started to tremble with fear and he tried to wipe his blood tears but they kept falling.

Ceilibell was confused by the question. "From you? Nothing." Her cat ears swiveled and she seemed to reconsider. "Well, actually if you could point me to the nearest town or place I could stay, that would be great..." She noticed for the first time that he seemed rather fearful of her and that strangely, he was crying tears of blood. The fear she was used to, as many humans looked at her the same way, but crying blood was a new one. "Hey, are you alright?"

He noticed her ears and they weren't strange to him. Hes seen stranger things from where he was created so the ears were normal to him. "I'm sorry but I don't know much about the world of the living. This is my first time here." He tried to wipe the blood tears away again but the tears kept falling. He dropped to his hands and knees, then bowed to the person in front of him. "If your going to hurt me, please just get it over with."

Ceilibell hardly knew what to do. She didn't really even have a weapon, except her flute, and no one really knew it was capable of. She paused and knealt down next to the man. "Hey," she said softly. "I really don't plan on hurting on you, or any other stranger I find, without a good reason. It's how most people with morals are in this world of the living." She smiled at him, wondering where he'd been before. She stood up and offered her hand. "Come on, if we stay here too long we might end up as wolf treats."

Muramasa thought to himself for a moment. He lifted his head and looked at the girl then took her hand and stood up. He still didn't trust this girl even though she was showing him nothing but kindness. He placed a finger on his chin and thought again. "wolfs? Do you mean like Espada number 1? Stark?"

((Sorry for taking so long!))

Ceilibell looked at him, confused. She'd never heard of Stark or Espada number 1. "Are they your friends?" It didn't seem likely. This man didn't seem like he had many friends. She started walking, her cat ears swiveling to listen to the forest around her and her tail swinging. "Do you know where the nearest town or village is?"

(its ok! at least your back!)

"No, he is not my friend. I have no friends." He looked down and took a few steps back away from the girl. He fell to his knees and blood started to pour out of his eyes. He then tried to wipe the blood away but the blood kept falling and then he started to cough. "I think there's a small town that way." he said pointing to a direction.

Ceilibell nodded. "Alright, then that's where you're headed." She watched the blood tears roll down his face, despite his efforts to stop it. "You might want to stop crying blood though...it'll probably scare people." As she said this, she pulled a hat over her head to cover her cat ears and tucked her tail into her skirt. Not exactly comfortable but things tended to go smoother when you blended.

He tried to wipe the blood away again and coughed harder. "I would stop if I could but I cannot. I'm slowly dying. My colors will start to fade and I will continue to fade till I am nothing." He slowly stood back up but was a little unbalanced. "I wont be going to the town. I don't trust people and I will not go to a place where there is a lot of them."

Her eyes widened. "What?!" She was alarmed by what he said. She didn't really understand about the colors and fading, but that didn't sound good either. She reached out to steady him as he wobbled standing up. Her hand hesitated though, he didn't really seem open to much interaction or touch. "Well, how are you supposed to stop fading?"

He jumped to her reaction. It scared him and he slowly tried to back away from her. "I need my new masters spirit energy. Her name is Emily Kurosaki. She brought me back to life a few weeks ago but I ran away from her because I was scared. I was in a place called the soul society and its filled with people like me." He put his hand over his mouth and coughed harder.

Ceilibell pulled her hand back when she saw she'd scared him. She normally would have offered an apologetic smile and backed up, but she was too troubled by the man dying in front of her. "Would you be better if you went back to the soul society?" She didn't say back to Emily as he said he was scared of her, but he seemed scared of many things. When he coughed up blood a colored handkerchief appeared in her hand without her even thinking. As a performer, she had several hiding in her sleeves.

"No, i'm not going back there and it Emily I need. I'm afraid she'll get mad at me and beat me like my first master would. Besides, I wont die for a while. This is nothing to me." He stood straight and he flicked the blood off of his hand then wiped away the blood that was on his face.

She frowned. It was obvious that Ceilibell did not see coughing up and crying blood as "nothing." He confirmed what she'd guessed about Emily. "Don't mean to point out bad news but won't you have to eventually go back or die?"

"I once survived 100 years without my master and I can do it again. I appreciate the kindness you've shown me but I think it's tome we've gone our separate ways." He stood there and didn't make an attempt to walk. He didn't want to show her that he was too weak to walk.

She looked at him disbelievingly. He didn't seem at all old. Ceilibell shook her head, her stubbornness coming out. "You're kidding, right? You can't seriously expect me to just leave you out here like everything's fine and dandy. Besides," she added sheepishly with less of the steel before, "I'd be altogether likely to miss the town completely if I try going now." She had a terrible sense of direction.

"Im not kidding. I'm over 100 years old." He started to get a little angry. "I'm not going to go to a town filled with people! You don't understand! No one does! its best for me to just be alone and eventually die! So just go and don't worry about me!"

Ceilibell huffed and crossed her arms. "I wasn't saying I was going to make you take me, I just said I couldn't just leave you here." Good acting hid her feelings of relief. She generally didn't like causing negative emotions in people, but it still seemed better than the fearful depressed mess he was earlier. "And you can't always get what you want." She said at the same time she was thinking that no one wanted to die alone.