VERY cool 
Nice one
@Drowning Samurai
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The Drowning Samurai (Villains)
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yep i like this, looking forward to either more or intros to the other characters
@ExtraGonk
hey nice Sek
Interesting story, but if I may offer a couple of minor criticisms.
You shouldn't mix dialogue and narrative in the same sentence, or even paragraph. It makes the story harder to read and a little confusing.
Get someone else to proof read for you. There are a few instances where words are either missing, or mis-typed. Having done this myself a few times, I well know the value of getting someone not familiar with the story to read it through for you, prior to posting. They will catch mistakes your own mind automatically corrects.
As it's a "flashback", the story would read far better, IMO, in past tense instead of current tense. For example, you have:
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The girl doesn't seem to see or hear the woman until she hears a soft gentle voice say "What brings you up here to my spring my child?"She looks up to see a beautiful woman bending down towards her,reaching out to take her small heart-shaped face in her hands.
[/ QUOTE ]
I would change it to:
[ QUOTE ]
The girl didn't seem to see or hear the woman until she heard a soft gentle voice say, "What brings you up here to my spring, my child?"
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She looked up to see a beautiful woman bending down towards her, reaching out to take her small heart-shaped face in her hands.
[/ QUOTE ]
(ignore that dot, it's to force a blank line which the stupid quote system here ignores)
It's a subtle difference, to be sure; but one I think that helps the story to read better.
Otherwise though, an enjoyable intro story!
@FloatingFatMan
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Thankyou for the comments I know there's some typos...typing it into the little posting box directly seems to make it more difficult to check the flow as it were.
Given that it's a VERY long time since I actually wrote something fictional....I sorta expect to make some mistakes and any criticism is appreciated,hopefully I can learn 
To a certain extent it is meant to be slightly elliptical,a piece that will make more sense as the fuller story unfolds 
You can increase the size of that edit box in your My Home settings.
@FloatingFatMan
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
The girl sat sobbing by the pool of water,her wracking sobs drowning out the soft burbling of the water as it runs down the rocks into the spring.Each fit of sobs ending in a little hiccup of of indrawn breath before the next started.She couldn't have more than 7 or 8 years old and her misery and despair was so complete.Interspersed amongst the sobbing could be heard,if there had been anyone to hear "Mummy why did you have t go".Such a sad sight in such a beautiful setting.
The girl so wrapped up in her despair doesn't notice a shimmering in the air between the trees.Subtle at first but then becoming more obvious,a distortion,a blurring starting to obscure the trees.Then out of the distortion appears a figure,at first an outline at first indistinct but becoming clearer, a woman but shrouded in a darkness that seems to cling to her form.To anyone looking on it would seem that the woman walks towards the child without seeming to touch the ground.Her movements kept to an elegant minimum.
The girl doesn't seem to see or hear the woman until she hears a soft gentle voice say "What brings you up here to my spring my child?"She looks up to see a beautiful woman bending down towards her,reaching out to take her small heart-shaped face in her hands.
Before she can reply the woman says "Aah your mother has been taken from you and you grieve her passing"
The child stops sobbing,entranced by this woman who holds her face in her hands,her reddend eyes and tearstained face turned upwards to try to see who this woman is.
Later,when trying to remember all she can recall is a sense of unutterable sadness contained within the woman's eyes and a face that was both beautiful and maybe a little cruel but ageless.Her hair seemed to move of it's own accord as if caught in a gentle breeze."Well my little one what shall we do with you?"The voice seemed to encompass and hold her." I can help you Caro, I can help you with your grief,I can help you find and punish the ones who hurt your mother"
How the woman knew her name,her personal private family name she didn't know but all that did was to bring her closer,she seemed to be swimming in the woman's sea-green,gold-flecked eyes.
She spoke in a tiny cracked whisper "please"
"Aah my darling little Caro of course I shall but now your family is missing you and are worried.You must run along home but when you can,return and we will speak again.This shall be our little secret,our special place,where noone else will come,now go and remember tell noone of our meeting"
And with that the little girl got to her feet and ran home,to her worried father and sister and told noone of the woman she had met at the spring.
This forms an introduction,a flashback,that tells how Saitada met her mentor the goddess of grief,her namesake.