When the Star Finds Chapter 1: When the Stars Finds, a katekyo hitman reborn! fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own khr or anything associated with KHR

Clutching the baseball bat tighter, I round the corner with careful and precise steps, ignoring how deeply I smelled of blood. With each step my body relaxes and I raise my guard.

The situation dumbed down is, some raiders found me, a female, and "kidnapped" me so I can be their little play toy.

"Ignorance will be humanity's downfall," I remember quipping while looking down at the planet earth. Eyes wide, Spring runs over to me "No! It won't! I bet on my existence!". Most of the gods nodding along and agreeing with the bet.

I pass by an unbarred window and glance through– the world is no different than before but all the things that made the seasons seem alive are gone now. This is why I said to the gods at their birth to never bet on their existences. They will die. The things still exist now, but the hope the humans are looking for to survive this mess they've created is gone.

Sometimes I wish I can just go to my star and never leave, but my star is gone now. Most of the gods are gone now as well, some people may say that my sanity is gone now but— I arrived at an iron door, noise bustling from behind it.

I twirl the baseball in my hand staring calmly as I watch it go from a baseball to an AR-15 with a sound suppressor. Smirking, I kick the door off its hinges taking out two men, while free handling taking out the people on the right with the AR-15. Bullets fly towards me and I lunge forward to dodge. My hands hits the floor first and I use my arms to flip me forwards, sliding as I grab the table they were just using to play cards and infuse it with lightning flames.

I begin to multiply the bullets in my gun with cloud flames as I lean against the table, further stabilizing it. Moving onto my knees I boost myself up and take out two more men.

How many were there in the first place? Twenty-Seven, I think. I believe I am on eighteen now... I kick the table forward and let it impale someone as I jump up and run forward, dodging the bullets.

I twist around someone and let my hand become a sword cutting the man almost in half,

I then dodge a blow from the side and launch my leg forward at their neck.

While continuing that motion and rotating my body around 180, I wrap my leg that was currently still in the air around another man's neck, I pull the leg closer to me and then use my other foot to push off of his thigh and jump over him, ripping his head off and achieving a frontflip

Once I land I shove my now-pistol into another man's face and pull the trigger.

I scan the room and look for any signs of life. Sighing, I walk to the door opposite from where I came from, blinking when I look down into a darkened staircase.

Silencing my steps, I make my way down the stairs, I look to my left and see a guard approaching with a mournful look on his face. I raise my gun and form a silencer on it. The guard looks up and notices me but before his tongue could begin to move I shot.

In the distance footsteps sound, I make the decision to go an ambushing route. I dissolve my body and lean into the darkness, calmly forming spikes. Two men begin the round the corner in a panic, they run over to the body and freak out. Slowly, I have the spikes rise from the earth and they are impaled simultaneously.

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I spread my flames across the basement or dungeon shall I call it, and locate a sky in the distance. "A shame I'll have to kill them" I murmur.

Approaching the sky, it begins to tug at my flames. 'It's so familiar...' O think and soon begin to chastise myself for thinking that way 'You've killed every human you've met, there is no way that their flames are familiar '.

Soon I hear a shout ring out "I said before to leave me the f*ck alone! I'm not joining you all or telling you guys anything"

I round the corner to see the sky with his clothes torn and ripped looking like he was just tortured. Looking closer, the sky looks very very familiar.

Gravity-defying fluffy brown hair, brown eyes with amber sparks dancing around. His sky flames—

I feel him look at me and his flames cover my being. My flames begin to react in anger and hopefulness. They soothe my flames as I de-summon the gun, and I wobbly make my way towards him.

"I know you," Aether says sagely "but I don't remember you.".

My eyes are downcast as I collapse besides the cell.

"Of you course, you don't," I say calming his nerves. "It's been Four thousand years, I'd be surprised if you did."