Amadalia Moonsong -Little short story-

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Character OC Masuyo

** few notes **
The fanfic is coming, but I was feeling I wanted to do my first writing as a small gift to people who watch me and want to know more about my Bleach OC Amadalia Moonsong. This is just a moment of her alone with her thoughts.
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Was a night like any other, nothing special.. a night like any other in the Soul Society.

The woman known as Amadalia Moonsong was returning from a mission in the world of the living. Weary she returned to the Squad Zero barracks after parting ways with her partner Masuyo “another member of Squad Zero”

Amadalia now alone prepares herself for bed, when she looks in the mirror at the long scar on her back..

She closes her eyes, not wanting to remember, but the memories haunt her..

Unlike other Shinigami, she remembers her past life, she cannot ever forget.. The scar that was left on her.. the scars of the past..

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A few minutes later
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Amadalia now lays in bed, her mind races, flashes of past roll thoughts in her mind.
“I must do something about this, or I’ll never sleep” she thinks to herself.

She sits up and ready’s herself yet again and steps outside “the door makes a small clicking sound as she closes it” she knows a certain nosey squad members will follow her if she hears her leave. So Amadalia tries to be silent and leaps in the air then flashsteps.

The wind in the trees are the only sounds that can be head at this moment, Amadalia moves silently and she touches down quietly on the far wall.

Amadalia wanted to find a quit place to be alone, so she flashsteps a few more times to arrive to a hidden place on a rooftop where nobody will look for her.
The cold tiles of the roof hardly make a single sound as she slowly walks to the indention on the rooftop to sit down. She looks up to watch the clouds slowly move across the half-moon set in a blackened silk sky. She feels a connection to the moon, it’s not something she can say in words “or would ever speak of” her heart feels at ease when she gazes at the moon.

Amadalia takes a deep breath and looks down at her wrapped hands, slowly taking her right hands wrapping off “the air crackles as she starts to unwind it slowly”
Once it’s removed, she opens and closes her hand, turning over her hand to reveal her palm. Yet another scar on her palm can now be seen. “It’s long almost like a knife or sword went through it once, long ago”

Amadalia places her hand on her face, the thinks back to the night she died in the world of the living. She closes her eyes thinking back to the last face she saw… Juno… she says with a growl.

A single tear rolls down her face.. The wind catches the tear, sending it to her other hand placed on her lap.

Amadalia opens her eyes knowing she cannot show such emotions now. She must put a strong front till the day she will meet the one responsible for this pain that rage inside her.

Amadalia sits silently until she pulls out a small book. She taps the cover and mumbles under her breath. The book opens with a flash.

This book keeps all the thoughts and plans Amadalia has.. this book was secret, even from her closest friends.. For this book tells her true feels and her true plans.
Amadalia writes in the book for s short time, then pauses.. looking at a small piece of blue cloth she keeps in the book.
Amadalia speaks to herself out load “Mia..” Amadalia leans back looking up again at the moon. “Mia, my little lost soul” she mutters under her breath.

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A hour later
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Amadalia finishes writing in her book, now closing it and hiding it away from the world and all eyes but her own.

Her long blond hair flows in the wind accompanied by the long ribbon she wears around her neck with the word “Moonsong” on the front. She places her hand on the ribbon speaking out load. “One day, my life will end. One day my life will continue through you Mia.. I will make sure of it” she said with a stern look on her face.

Amadalia now sees the setting moon and the faint glow from the east.. She knows she must return to the barracks before she is missed. Still weary, but her mind is at ease.. at least for now.. till the day when it all ends.. She will be ready.. or she will die trying..

*End for now*

Alright guys and gals. I know I suck at writing. But please be nice haha. This is just a little inside on Amadalia. She is not all warrior woman.. there is a woman in there. A woman will with pain and angry.

The fanfic is coming, and yes.. it's full of battles and crazy twists.. I hope I didn't bore everyone to death

Much love
Ama