Little Transmigrator: Holding on to the Big Shots

Ciara Williams lived a rather unstable live, always in the shadow of her elder sister who took credit for every thing she did. Her only sin was to be born of a mistress and taken in to the William home at sixteen. Her elder sister, Maria Williams, hated and aimed mishaps at her. Her step-mother maltreated her and tortured her to death.

With the two ladies of the William house behind her, Ciara was the target of public criticism and hate, till she was eventually involved in an accident on her way to school. Looking up, a crowd gathered around her as she was slowly loosing consciousness, but no one stepped up to help her. Who would help a good-for-nothing illegitimate child with no shame? Who would step up knowing fully well everything Ciara 'did' to her elder sister? People called her a dumb beauty while some called her evil, but one thing is inevitable, and that was the fact that Ciara was way more beautiful than Maria.

Amongst the people who gathered around her nearly dead body, she could clearly see a man, pale faced man in a dark suit, but the more she looked at him, the more she thought him surreal. He stood among the crowd, yet, seemed different from them.

Before she could think more to the matter, her consciousness slowly faded and she felt herself grow light. After what felt like forever, she felt her pain subsided, she couldn't feel anything, she could only hear the criticism of those around her.

"The illegitimate daughter of the William family passed away in a car accident, pathetic"

"Serves her right for scheming against her sister"

"She's quite pitiful though, she didn't even get to say goodbye to her father"

"What father? He only took her in because her mother was dying and she was his blood. Do you think Elvis Williams is a good guy? He might have dome it for public opinion"

"Her father doesn't accept her. I don't know where you got your information from but from a reliable source, I heard it was the Old Master of the Williams family that accepted her back. Even her father doesn't recognize her as his child"

"Those rich people are quite disgusting"

The onlookers kept talking till they finally dispersed but Ciara definitely didn't want to hear anymore of it. She was in shock. One minute she was lying on her blood in pain and the next minute, she was standing in the audience, staring numbly at her lifeless self in front of her.

"Impossible" She murmured. She looked around but it seemed no one could even see her. "Impossible" she mumbled again. She just couldn't find any suitable explanation for what was going on. She looked around once more and noticed the pale man in black, staring right at her!

"You...You can see me? You see..." she couldn't even form a simple sentence due to anxiety. Looking back at the man, then her corpse, then back to the man, her eyes widened in shock. "You...see ghosts? I'm a ghost? Do you know what's happening? What do I do? I..." She didn't even know what more to say, she could only look at the man in front of her who stared back at her silently. "You..."

Just as she was about to urge him to speak, she saw someone walk through him, then her, before she suddenly turned dumb.

Staring at her dumbfounded state, the pale man sighed before he calmly said, "Ciara Williams, illegitimate daughter of the Williams family. Always at the mercy at her step-mother and step-sister. Only backbone being the Old Master of the Williams family, Samuel Williams, eldest member and Patriarch of the Williams family. Ignored by biological father and slandered by both people who know her and those who don't. Eventually, lost in thought about her pathetic life, she's involved in a car accident orchestrated by evil Step-sister Maria and Step-mother Sophie. Am I right?".

Ciara was not shocked that the mysterious man in front of her knew of her identity and predicament, rather, she was shocked upon finding out that it was Maria and her Step-mother who actually killed her. "You...is what you're saying true? Did Maria and Aunty Sophie really...really kill me?".

Noting her discomfort, the pale man could only shake his head before explaining, "If not them, who? The masses? We both know that they only love to gossip and no psycho maniac would waste his or her time to actually kill you, knowing fully well the Old Master is on your side and risking a life imprisonment, or worse, death? They may be stupid but I don't think they're that stupid. Not like Sophie or Maria are they're idols or something".

Listening to the pale man's explanation, Ciara could only sigh. "It's all done, so there's no mulling over spilled milk. Now, I'm dead, and there's no going back. But you haven't told me who you are yet. Are you an Angel taking me to Heaven or a Demon taking me to Hell?".

The pale man stared at the curious eyes in front of him in silence, waiting to see her reaction to his silence. But Ciara didn't back down, she just stared and waited for him to talk patiently.

Seeing her persistence, the pale man asked, "Do you really want to know?", to which Ciara hurriedly nodded.