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Sema Komiushi: The Start of Something New
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"...and I was lost..."

Chapter One Sema Komiushi: The Start of Something New
223 years ago
There was nothing

I arrived in Soul Society. Dirty children, tanned with dirt, ran around a small, shabby village with sticks. I had just died, but I couldn't remember what I was like before. I had no recollection of the life I had once lived. I furrowed my blonde brow together and scavenged my dusty mind like a animal looking for water in a desert. There was nothing. No memories. No faces. No names. Nothing. All managed to gather was the basics:
My name was Sema Komiushi
I was a boy
I had blonde hair and red eyes
I was of French descendant
and I was lost.

Sema Komiushi: The Gang
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"...my eyes watered silver drops..."

Chapter Two Sema Komiushi: The Gang
219-210 years ago
The group split up for good after that
The warm red rays of day were peaking through the canopy of tree leaves. My eyes fluttered open and my crimson dyed eyes soaked in the vibrant colors of green and oak wood like a rag to water. Rustling the makeshift blanket of leaves, I sat up and yawned. My eyes watered silver drops that collected at the corner of my eyes. I was fast to wipe them off so none of the older boys saw them and teased me about crying. Standing up I stretched out my think body and walked over to the river.
Muffled splashes vibrated against my eardrums as I swam to the waterfall that plunged the clear water against my skin. When I was almost done with my "shower" I heard the other boys making their way over.
(You see I lived with a gang of other boys who were just like me. Homeless and parent-less. I was the youngest at about 10 and everyone else was older than be by at least a year or two. Usui was our leader. He was our "parent" since he was the closest to being an adult at 17. Usui was rough, but had a kind heart and only wanted the best for us. Though, he tended to have a bit of a reckless and selfish side to him that no one dared to mess with. Being the youngest I was always picked on the most. Actually back when they first took me in I was quite the cry baby. And they let me know it too. But once I had lived with them for about a year or two I stopped crying all together.)
Once everyone was awake, or at lease most of us, we grabbed our satchels and herded over to the village. The village was shabby, but had improved over the years thanks to our help re-building most of the houses. It was located right outside the West Gate. We arrived around lunch time and then we all split in different directions.
We did this often. Splitting up and stealing from different stores, then meeting back up again to count the goods. This is how we lived--how we survived. We were just poor parent-less kids who needed food and money, but were never hired for jobs since we were unreliable brats. We did this with little conflict. I've assumed that the older members of the village let us go because he sympathized with us. But everything changed when Usui killed the elderly merchant, who sold overripe fruit and cheap meat, and stole all of his money and food. The group split up for good after that. Usui's gang took the side west of the water fall and Ryuuta's gang took the side east of the waterfall. The waterfall was the only "safe-zone".
I didn't like the split up and could not choose one side. So I remained a neutral party and lived by the waterfall.

Chapter Three Sema Komiushi: The Deep Forest
209-208 years ago
...the shadow...
I had been in the deep forest for about a year or so now. I had lost track of time, but learned how to tell the approximate time of day by the shadows and intensity of the sun on my back. I taught myself how to control my spirit energy and trained my body as well. I only ever ventured back to train with the gatekeeper. I had also finally learned what the Nightmare meant. The shadow hissing whispers in my ear was Mizuya. My zanpokto. I also learned how to control my emotions from turning into Miu. My female form that I take on when I am super emotional (ex: super mad, super happy, super sad, ect.). When I am Miu the only difference is that I am a girl. I am still the same exact person. But to avoid transforming often, I learned how to control my emotions with meditation and maturing.
Finally, I was accepted into the Academy.