AN. AT THE BOTTOM

DISC. ION

Chapter 1

So death is bland contrary to popular belief, I was smart, or well smarter than most. I mean really, people were idiots before me, I stood out from most, little Ms. Perfect, Ms. straight A, Ms. knows four languages, Ms. martial artist since 5 years old, all that for what a life where I was help us, self-centered and honestly I was a bitch to other people, do I regret it? Not really, I was selfish but in a good way... if that really makes sense.

But that didn't matter to the mugger, but that might've been my fault after all. I did try to save that girl whom I didn't know her name, but she was a good girl she didn't deserve to be held at gun point. I did save her from a fate worse than death but I ended up being killed by the gun, after I punched the guy.

Well any who that doesn't matter now, I didn't get to say goodbye but I never said that I was unhappy, but I don't regret saving someone else. But I do regret never doing what I loved... it's not like I found what I loved, but I did love music, especially the violin.

It's what I always wanted to do, play for big audiences, I did learned to play it, and kept at it since I was eight, after a lot years of playing it, I never lost the interest, the drive to be better believing one day I could play to my heart's content.

But alas, I was forced by my parents to be an engineering student and after my second degree and my masters on math and physics at 23 years old and considered a genius.

I never considered one thing, and that was friends, I never really had one friend, on my free time I did have my vice I was as they say a closet otaku, watching only the most popular, but never did I talk about it. I did prefer video-games, but general culture was always good for that. Nobody knew I liked it, but also I think that no one will know now.

Floating in this endless space of well... nothingness, no God, no hell, or heaven... there is nothing just my consciousness replaying my memories, but there is no sound or color, just memories. I don't know how long it has been since I came here, but there is no one here it's something I have come to hate, being lonely; yet I can't feel anything. I can't feel anger, hate, happiness, or sadness just emptiness.

But after what feels like forever, my eyes are filled with light, not a way to describe it aside from blinding light. In an instant all my senses returned to me, it's like a punch in the gut but it comes from every angle in my body, each sense returning one or two at a time, but a constant is the soft thump like sound that I can hear around me, it so soothing. I can feel someone pulling my head, as well as pressure all around me, my sight is blurry and filled with blinding light no real way to determine where I am, but everything is like a lens out of focus. But as soon as the warm pressure is relieved cold replaces it, I shudder as the cold embraces me.

No thoughts cross my mind I am just there, as much as I try I can't focus, everything is coming on to me too fast, and I can feel a buzz all around me, as people keep coming and going from my vision.

"She weighs 2500 grams, she's healthy... but she's not crying, yet she's awake and breathing." The language is foreign to my English, yet not as much after learning through my 24 years of life, I learned 4 languages and spoke them fluently, like I lived my whole life there, after all I did aimed for perfection to satisfy someone who would've never been satisfied. I could recognize the language yet couldn't really place a name on it.

My movements are sloppy, uncontrolled and my arms don't move like I want them to, my sight is blurry, my mouth doesn't move, my hearing is coming and going, the cold from where I am is uncomfortable, and that stupid buzz hasn't stopped since everything began. "Congratulations, Senju-sama, it's a beautiful and healthy princess." I still can't put my finger on the language, and it's really bothering me.

I can feel warmth is the way of a soft blanket and I was being held by someone, my eyes are not able to focus I can only see shapes and shadows. Finally my first thought came to mind. 'They're humans, NO! Giant humans.' I cannot come to the realization of what is going on, nothing makes sense. The warmth now is relaxing me; the buzz keeps me slightly out of focus.

"Can I hold her? I'm dying at least let me hold her." A voice sounded in the room while it sounded to me really far away.

"But... very well." I was passed to somewhere or someone else, as I was passed to that someone, the soft thump sound returned and I came face to face to someone else and my eyes were able to focus on her features, someone I can say is beautiful she has dark eyes, and brown dark hair, her skin is pale. "Hello Moriko, I am your mom." That stopped my rambling thoughts. 'I have a mother? But I... already had one... "I will not be able to see you grow, but I just hope that you know that I love you even though it's our first time meeting." 'I don't understand... the only possible answer is that... I'm a baby, but babies... can't think.' The more I thought about it the more it made sense.

"Moriko Senju, my princess, my beautiful daughter. I will watch over you." The soft thump that was so comforting to me was slowly getting slower. 'But... why are you saying goodbye.' She smiled at me, and I immediately fell in love with her. I didn't have a mother, I only had my father, who I always aimed to please, but never a mother... she left me when I was 2. The thumping kept getting slower, and the slight buzz around me was getting quiet.

"I love you, please grow strong, I will watch over you with my husband, never lose hope, or give into hatred." I want to say I love you but my tongue can't let me, so I just smiled, and her face lit up and just like that she reclined her head back, and just suddenly the buzz stopped, and the thump never sounded again. 'She died, with me on her arms, her daughter... I had a mother.' Not really in control of my emotions, I cried.

I was taken into someone else's arms, but it was not the same. "Is she?" I heard another voice this one sounded younger than other voices, but I didn't care I kept crying for the loss of something I never had. "I'm sorry Tsunade-Sama she died after giving birth. She named her before, her name is Moriko." As another pair of arms held me I felt slightly at ease.

"Hey there Riko-Chan, shh, shh I know it hurts, and its okay to cry, just know that we're family now, and I will be with you always to protect you." She began to move me in a soothing motion as she pressed me against her. After I finished crying, I fell asleep, not real way to know what was happening. I'm a baby, my mother just died and my name is Moriko, but I do have family not just another person with high expectations of me.

I didn't know what would happen later to me, but I was so wrong about people not having high expectations of me.

Author notes.

This is the first chapter, so 3 things about this story.

Moriko will be strong like strong OC but not overly bs like others, she'll be balanced ish.

This is just a test I will upload 2 more chapters in the next few days, and if the story is well received then I will keep updating

And there will be a little romance.

I'll update in about 2 or 3 days, if not, by next thursday the first, I will update.