Diary of a mad man

"Meow! Mrew!" Conciousness returns to you after an unknown ammount of time as you feel a very soft and small paw? poke you in the cheek. "Meowreow! MEOW!" Blearaly you open your eyes, and as your vision clears, the source of the annoying but for some reason conserned sounding meowing comes into view.

A little black kitten seems to be your only observer, worry and concern flashing in the sunflower yellow eyes of the little kitten. "I'm ok, I'm ok! Calm down little one." Your tone seems to calm the little kitten as it meows happly before licking your cheek. "Ha ha ha, your a freindly little thing, arent ya?" You chuckle slightly as you look over the little kitten. A long curled tail and a strange black witch hat.

"What's yer name little one?" The little kitten raises her head showing a small pumkin like tag on her collar. "May I?" The little kitten seems to giggle before noding in agreement. Looking closer, you spy the name Blair etched onto the collar. "Blair, that's a very pretty name, for a VERY pretty girl." Little Blair blushes happly at your praise. "What do ya say we find out where we are, huh?" Proping yourself up, you take the time to look around.

The surroundings seem familiar but strange, turns out you where lieing on a pile of garbage in a dark alleyway. As you lean closer to look at a strange wanted poster of a wildly grinning woman with a strange red eye, your hand brushes against the hilt of a katana. "Where'd this come from?" Little blair comes over to investagate. "Meow?" You shrug as the kitten pokes at the sword with its paw.

"Dont know, but I guess we could take it." Picking up the strange blade, you look over it. (Haineko from bleach) A dusty brown wraping over the handle along with a plain black sheath, the only strange thing about this blade is the odd guard. Chuckleing slightly, you look to Blair. "Kinda looks like you, huh?" Blair walks over and sniff's at the blade slightly.

"It doesnt seem like a demon weapon, but Blair does sense a spirit in the blade." The strange katana falls from your now limp grasp as you stare in bewilderment at little Blair. "Eh....ah...B-Blair you ca-" Your thoughts are broken by the sound of someone running into the alley. "Blair-chan! Where are you?" A pitite young blond girl wearing a strange school uniform and carrying a large black and red scyth comes running into view.