And Karma is just doing it's job

by TheSylentnight

You know, I'm pretty sure dying in my world and having to revive in another world to stop reality being destroyed by some girl was not what I expected to happen to me when I died. Then again, I didn't expect to die.

1. Chapter 1

And Karma's just doing it's Job

Disclaimer: I do not own any part of Katekyo Hitman Reborn. All credit is due to Shonen Jump and the creator of the manga Hideaki Koyasu and Akira Amano. I apologize for any Mary Sueness by accident and if any one is a little OOC.

Yeah... If you read my other fic, My Reason for Existence, this is a remake of it and I'll try to make it strictly only Katekyo Hitman Reborn. Can't do a crossover when I'm already working on another story that's a crossover.

This story will be a lot more darker than my other story. There will be humor in it and a little bit of happiness, but there will be some darker tones in this. If you want to see or read a happier story here, try looking for something else or go on to my profile page and read Katekyo Mahou Hitman Reborn! (Yes. I am shamelessly advertising my other story.)

Note: This won't actually be in the story time line yet. I probably won't make it into the world of Reborn until either Tres (3) or Cuatro (4). I'm getting plot done here and it will go slow at times. I want to take this story more seriously than my other story where I usually make it up as I go along and freehand it. So be forewarned.

And now... let it begin.

Uno

Every man dies. Not every man really lives. - William Wallace

Do you ever get that feeling when your life just has no real meaning to it? Do you ever feel as if your just living without any real purpose to it?

It's the same thing everyday, very moment. You go on a routine in your life. Like a lifeless puppet with no real meaning in it. Empty space for filling up is all there is to you life.

How many of us dream of breaking this routine? How many of us feel as if to challenge whatever deity, god or force that seems to make your life so mundane or to have all the hardships of the world on you? How many of us wish for our suffering to end, and wish it could be someone else instead of us?

Is it possible to to break out of the cycle? A system that seems to have no end to it? If so, how? This was a system set in place for billions, if not trillions of years. Since the time this universe was connected. An endless cycle. There is no end to this path. Not of yet.

There is no end to this pitiful existence of mine and everyone else I see.

There's nothing there. Not one damn thing to it. No matter what I would do or try to do, I can't break out of this system.

I can't feel like I have a purpose.

I can't feel any meaning... to this life of mine.

So you could probably imagine, how happy, how elated I was, when my life came to an end.

Of course, since Fate's a bitch and Destiny's a whore, it wouldn't go THAT easy for me.

Then again... since when was life easy for any of us?

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Your confused no doubt. I can't really expect you to completely understand me at some point. But I bet what is really confusing you the most is my death. My supposedly wonderful death, that was suppose to end my meaningless life. I guess I'll start off my story with my name.

My name is Tengu Alex. ...Yeah. I'm not making this up. My last name is that of a Japanese mythical creature and my first one is an normal English name. How is it that my name is English and Japanese? Simple. My mother was Mexican – American and my father was Japanese. How did they meet and fell in love with each other? My dad had a business meeting with one of the clients right by the Naval Base. You know, the one with all the big ships, people working, and soldiers all around. Oh wait. I forgot to mention that it was in California. Maybe that might help out a few people. My father's name was Tengu Shirou. Ironic. The 'white raven youkai'. Oddly fits him and his white hair and the fact when he gets mad, you BOOK IT. After they were done with the meeting, one of the guys there took him out to try some of the local food there. They decided to go to a place they heard of by the dock workers and welders that working there. It was called Cuatras Mipas. They went down there and and order there food. When they went to sit down on a table, it just so happens that my father met my mother, Alessandra Castillo, there. She was sitting right there and was talking with her friends.

I could probably talk a bit more and go hours on end about there romance, but since I'm pretty sure you don't want to here all of it, and I do not want to talk about it, let's just say they met, fell in love, had fun in the bed, got marry, and had me. That's all you need to know.

Now back to the topic of my death. Since I am 28 years old, have gone to college, got my doctors degree, and am now working in the hospital... I was out late. I'm single. I don't have a family. Not many friends really. So I would always stay as much as possible trying to help out as many people as I could before I left. I felt awful just leaving them like that. If I could heal all of them and all it would cost me was a few days of sleep, it would be completely worth it to me.

I was helping out a specific patient that I know of. Her name was Tachibana Kanade. Pretty little girl and a lucky one at that too. She needed another heart in order to continue to live and we got one in time. Though it was sad. Seems as if some poor fellow had died in one of the collapse tunnels on the way to his new school. It look as if he died just as the workers were finally able to get rid of the rubble and save the others that were locked up inside. I think his name was Otonashi Yuzuru or something like that. Looked like the kid wanted to be a doctor. Poor guy. Anyways, he signed on a card which organs he would wanted to donate as he was dying, so I was able to use his heart in a special surgery to replace Kanade's poor broken one and replace it with the other one. The surgery turned out to be a success. Kanade is going to have a bright happy future and is going to live. Though, when she asked me how she was able to receive the new heart, I couldn't tell her the truth.

So I made up some story about how it was an old man's heart and he signed a few paper saying he willing to donate some organs from his body once he dies to someone else. We were lucky enough that this one was in good condition. It looked like she was giving me that 'Do I look like that much of an idiot to you?' look so it was hard for me to keep lying to her. After I told her to the true story, it looked like her eye's got all misty and her face with blank. She kept on staring out the window. I felt bad for making her sad, so I decided to stay with her and make her happy and did a bunch of stupid jokes and stunts. She was smiling and laughing a lot and I was able to get her back in bed and she fall asleep. I thought that she was okay and decided to leave.

But something went wrong. Horribly wrong. You know people have to pay health insurance right? It seems as if someone didn't like that. And that someone, started the chains of events that led up to my death.

This … is the beginning of my real story

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Present Time POV

I yawned as I was walking down the stairs from the floor that Kanade's room was on. It was a long night and I am seriously tired. It was difficult doing the surgery and at a few times I thought we lost her. But in the end, I guess it all turned out for the better. I was able to save someone for once. That made me extremely happy right there. I was usually the doctor that tried to make the passing on for a few people as painless and easy as possible. Whether it was old people, or young people that are having there lives forcibly cut off too early. I was the one that was there for them and tried my best to make as painless as possible.

It made me feel hollow. It made me feel empty. I trained all my school and college life to save and heal people, and I get the position of executioner. Oh the irony.

Fate... you really are quite the bitch aren't you?

'Well enough of my ramblings.' I thought to myself, shaking my head out of my stupor. 'I really should get my stuff and get going. The director's going to be pissed off again if she hears from another janitor that some strange foreigner walking about the hospital.'

Yeah. Since my mom was Mexican – American, I got her skin color and face. ...That means no slanted eye and regular Japanese face to go by. I acquired nothing from my dad body wise except his intelligence and his kindness. He was really a good guy. That fact that I'm a darker skin color doesn't help me out much either. Sure, it was the fact that I looked different from all the other kids that's probably one of the reasons that I don't have many friends and have been ridiculed all my life. It's led them to picking on me and calling me some very harsh things and making me question the kindness we humans are suppose to have.

Bah! Let those fools say what they want. It is because they kept picking on me that I was able to become physically strong enough to kick my tormentors asses and I am mentally strong enough to take any amount of psychological pain. 'Bah' I say! Though that damn director keeps getting under my skin every time she talks to me and makes comments on my skin color and my dialect. I can't help it I have a Latin and Japanese tongue to me.

...Though I guess I can't fault her as well for laughing at me when my accent makes it really funny. And we do eat lunch with each other a lot. Can't for the life figure out why though.

I got down to the first floor and was beginning to walk towards my room. I was considering changing my clothes but I'm just going home and I'll have to take them anyways, so no reason for me to change. I took the key out of my pocket and inserted it in the door knob and twisted it open. I open the door and walked inside as the door shut behind me. I was considering turning the lights on, but I could pretty well in the dark considering how much time I spent at night at the hospital, there was usually always dim lighting so it was easy for me to navigate my way around and look for things. I went to the bag my desk. There were two of them. One of them was a bag where it would keep my spare and daily clothes in. A simple plastic bag and not much to it. The other one was a black suitcase that I carried everywhere with me. It held all my important documents about my patients and other hospital related stuff. Anyone else that asked me and I would tell them it makes me look smart and it's easier getting a job when you look like you know what your doing.

And the sad thing about it was that they took it all in without questioning it.

I kept most of the papers of my patients with me so in case there was an emergency and they couldn't find the papers, all they needed to do was call me and I would tell them what I had on me.

...And now I have some strange image of me as a Ghostbuster. Ugh.

"I must be more tired than I originally thought." I murmured to myself. I sighed to myself and began to put the new papers of Kanade's surgery and the results with me. This was the first life I saved. Like hell I wasn't going to not sure she lived and had a happy life. She deserves a nice life. I closed the suitcase just as I heard a clicking noise. I stopped what I was doing and stood right up. I turned around and pushed some of the blinds open to see if there was anybody inside the hospital.

I saw nobody outside in the halls. It confused me, but then I blew it off as nerves. This hospital can get pretty scary at night time. Considering the fact that there were probably many people that could not be saved here, I wouldn't be surprised if this place really was haunted.

*Click* I stopped putting my stuff as I heard the noise again. I then hear many clicks and they began to increase more rapidly.

"God damn this place." I froze at the voice. It wasn't coming from inside... it was coming from outside.

"God damn this place to the deepest depths in hell." I made a small crack in the blinds of my windows to peek outside to see what as going on.

I saw a big brown trench coat. It was a tall man. I couldn't see his face or hair color because he was wearing on a hospital mask and had big black sunglasses on, I couldn't tell what his emotions were but I could see there was something in his hands and a few things surrounding them. My eyes widen and I felt a small stab of fear when I realized what they were. They were glass bottles. He had a lighter in his hand. He was making Molotov Cocktails.

"This place. It's all because of this place that I can't pay my bills. If it wasn't for my fucking wife getting her leg broken, I wouldn't have to pay for her insurance and I wouldn't had lost all my money." The man kept on muttering under his breath as he lit up one of the Molotovs. He then pulled his arm back and then through the weapons.

I fell down on my back as the thing exploded on the floor above me. Luckily the room on top of me was an office building like mine so there was likely no chance that someone was in there and could have gotten hurt. But it freaked the hell out of me.

This man is trying to burn down the hospital. He's trying to kill everyone.

"Oh my god." I whispered under my breath. I frantically tried to pull out my cell phone as the man threw another bomb at the building. It sounded like it was right by the room next to me. Another office room but it was only a matter of time until he hit one of the patients room.

I hastily punched in the numbers 119 and called the police. I was beginning to freak out. I had to get Kanade out of here quickly. She was one of the 4 patients left inside here. They were all asleep but I had no doubt that this was going to wake them up. And boy will it be one hell of a wake up call for everyone.

"Hello. Tokyo Police Station." A female receptionist voice came out. I gave a small sigh of relief before I heard another explosion. I looked quickly outside and noticed he had hit an empty room meant for injured people. He was beginning to hit the important places.

"Uh yes." I said quickly and frantically. I could even hear the fear in my voice. "I am the Kikyou Hospital and right now a man is throwing molotovs at the building. I have 4 patients here and the man has already blown up 3 rooms."

"Is there any one injured?" The woman asked seriously.

"No." I answered back quickly. "Each room is empty. But he might hit one of the patients rooms any time now. Please send someone!" I pleaded. There are people here. People I know. Kanade's here. She just made it through heart surgery. Just so she can go through this bullshit? No way Fate. No way Destiny. You can screw yourselves. You want her? You can have someone else's soul. I'm going to save these people.

I'm going to get them out right now... and kick the living SHIT out of the guy outside.

"All right. We are sending the firefighters and a few men close by." She said. "Please evacuate the preeminence right now."

"Right." I muttered under my breath. "About that... I'm going to get the patients out before I leave."

"But sir, it's too dangerous!" The women protested under the phone. I was breathing deeply and fast. I was scared out of my mind and she was probably right.

But since I want to kick Faith and Destiny in the balls, I'm going to save the people the people they seem to want to kill.

"Irrelevant." I said. "Bye!"

"Wai-" I clicked the button and hanged up on her. I put the phone back in my pocket. I then stood up and began to run out the door. But since I just had to be SO lucky, the man threw another molotov inside my office. The room exploded in fury and madness of hot flames and blew me straight out the door. Fragments of glass broke and flew everywhere. A big one caught me on my right arm and cut right down my left arm.

"ERG!" I screamed through my mouth in pain. Don't focus on it Alex. Keep your eyes on the prize. Wake everyone up and get them out of here. Pain is nothing. Focus your eye on the prize

I stood back up a bit shakily from the blast and began to run towards the 3 rooms on the next floor. I considered myself lucky that most of the patients were on the next floor above me. It be east to wake all of them up and get them out of the hospital. Unfortunately. Kanade was on the 5th floor and it would be harder for me to reach her.

There was smoke inside the room and I could see the flames coming out of the room the man had hit earlier. They were spreading really fast. It would be only a matter of time until they completely cover the whole entire floor. I had to get everyone out quick and now.

"KYAH!" A loud voice came screaming out of the room down the hall. I immediately ran towards the room without thinking it through. Just keep going. Don't stop.

I opened the door to see a women wide awake. She was staring outside the windows and the blinds were open. She must have saw the man throwing the bombs- OH SHIT!

"GET AWAY FROM THE WINDOW!" I yelled out for her. She jumped surprised and fell out of her bed. I dived down for her and caught her, turning my body and holding her close to me just as the window exploded.

I hate being right about something like this. She was pretty loud with her scream. The man in the brown trench jacket would have most likely heard her. Seeing her must have made him afraid she would tell him making him-

*BOOM*

Dammit Alex. You don't have enough time to think. He is trying to kill you and the women. GET THE HELL OUT OF THERE!

"Follow me!' I shouted out to the women. She nodded her head and began to follow me as I started to crawl my way out of the room. If I stood up, the smoke would suffocate and I would go unconscious and burn up with the hospital.

I reached the door and let the women pass me first. I closed the door just as another molotov came through and the whole entire room exploded.

I'm really glad that door took most of the explosion for us or that would been messy and painful as hell.

"You." I said to the women. The flames were spreading out of the room and getting into the hall way. We had two more people to get to. "Go wake up and get the person by the end of the hallway and by the stairs out of here. I'll wake up the other one and lead her out of here." I ordered her. Her eyes widen a bit and she looked like she was about to protest. An explosion cut her off before she got a chance to speak as another room exploded. Right by one of the patients.

"GO!" I shouted at her. She stood up and ran as quickly as she could to the room. I would like to say that I stood there and made sure she went in it, but I made a dash for the other patients room.

I got inside and saw she was still asleep. How the hell is she sleeping through this? She take sleeping pills or something?

...Oh yeah. She was going through pain and I was told to give her some pain killers and sleeping medicine to help her out. Shit. It seemed like I was going to have to carry her out. But if I did that, I wouldn't be able to get Kanade outside the hospital before it collapsed and burned to the ground.

I picked up the women and carried her out bride style. I had to do it carefully so I didn't open the stitches on her stomach. I know I should have also been going slower but I could tell the flames and room was about to explode any second and I walked out as fast as I could. I was jogging down the hall halfway when I heard an explosion. I turned around and saw the the rooms did explode and the flames were going down the hallway faster than I expected.

"Tch." I began to run instead of walk. If I didn't, we would all BURN. I made it down the hall just as the women from earlier came out the room with a man. He didn't look that bad and seemed like he could carry the women in my arms. PERFECT!

"OI!"I yelled out to them. They turned around me and the fear inside of them was quite evident on their faces. I could relate to them. It's hot. The smoke is suffocating. I feel as if I'm burning alive. There's water coming out of my eyes as the heat begins to dry them. I can barely see where I'm going. I feel as if I'm going to die right now. I feel scared.

And I couldn't understand it.

But contemplating could come later. I had to get these people out of here fast.

"Hey." I said to the man. He turned around and looked at me with those terrified eyes of his. I felt like crying for some reason but I swallowed that feeling down my throat and looked at him determinedly. "Can you carry this women down and out of the building?"

"Wha-" The guy began sounding a bit surprised.

"Can you or not?" I asked, hissing the words out of my mouth. He looked shocked but nodded his head slowly. "Good! Carry her out NOW!" I ordered. "I turned around to the other women. "Follow him and get out. Go look for help." Her eyes widen an she nodded at me. The man took the women gently out of my arms and began to run down the stairs. The women quickly took off after him.

I went to the stair case and looked up. I had a long way to go to the 5th floor.

"Now lets see if those exercise plans the director made me took with her will help me out here or not." I began running as fast as I could up the stairs, not looking down or paying attention to the flames.

I'm coming for you Kanade.

…

I really hate the placement of her room. It had to be right down the opposite end of the floor. The smoke was coming back up here and it was hard to breath. I guess those running exercises were good for something. If I make it out of here alive, I'll have to thank the director for indirectly saving my life.

I snorted. Alex. It's not the time to think negatively. Think wrong, and both you and Kanade are as good as dead. You can die after you save her. I began to run towards her room with this in my mind.

I got to her room and open the doors. Kanade was awake and wide eye. She looked at me scared and surprised. I'm not surprise.

"Kanade. Are you okay?" I said to her quietly, hoping not to scare her. She nodded her head. I sighed relieved before I walked by her bed and I picked her up. She wrapped around her arms on my back and I held up her legs and carried her piggy back styled. I went out her room and went towards the stairs.

...Only for me to look down and to see the flames have completely engulfed the 2nd and 3rd floor. I cursed under my breath. Well going down stairs isn't going to work out for me. Dammit, And that was my only escape plan.

"People inside the hospital!" A loud voice came outside the hospital. I carried myself and Kanade to the window to see a helicopter there with a man holding a megaphone.

"Please head towards the roof and we will pick you up from there!" He shouted out, before the helicopter went up onto the roof.

Lady Luck, if you were here right now I give you a kiss and then make love later on. I looked at Kanade and grinned at her. She gave me a small little smile of her own. Looks like we were both getting out of here.

I made a mad dash for the stairs and began to run up them with Kanade on my back. It was easy for me and she was very light. I was quickly making progress. Much more than the fire could reach me.

...You know what? I'm going to take the director out for dinner and kiss her. She really is saving my life right now.

…

I made it to the last floor before I saw something out of the window. I looked outside and saw the guy throwing the molotovs surrounded my cops.

"DON'T THROW ANOTHER ONE AND PUT YOUR HANDS IN THE AIR!" A cop yelled at him. All of them had their guns out and they were concentrated on the guy. For a second I thought about feeling sorry for him, before I though fuck it and let him get shot.

"..." The guy said nothing and look at them. He then pulled his arm back and was going to throw the molotov at them.

One of the guys panicked and shot him. The rest followed suit when they saw the guy wasn't about to make peace and love here. The man body began to jitter and sprays of blood began to fly out every where from him. He stuttered around a bit, before collapsing. The molotov fell out of his hand and exploded all around him.

'And a Bang, Bang, Bang to you a – hole.' I thought darkly. It might seemed wrong to think that but I am justified in my thinking considering this guy made the hospital a living furnace. Luckily for me, Kanade couldn't hear or see what I was seeing because she was still a little bit scare and was nervously looking down the stairs as the flames reached the 4th floor. I said nothing and ran out to the roof.

…

To say I felt really happy at the sight of the helicopter floating in the air right by the roof would be a complete failure to truly express my happiness.

"Hey Kanade." She turned around to look at me. "I know you probably feel bad about using someone else's heart." I said. "But... be happy your alive. I know that I am." She said nothing, but nodded her head. I grinned at her and ran towards the helicopter.

...Huh. I guess I do have some feelings in me after. Maybe... my life does have some meaning to it. I could probably stay alive and help out Kanade after this. And not just her. Maybe... I could all around Japan and help out kids like.

I guess... I found something I'm willing to do.

Once I got to the helicopter, I stopped and the machine got closer to me.

"Hurry up!" The man said. He then held out his arms and I gave Kanade to him. He picked her up and carried her inside the helicopter. He then held out his arm and I began to reach for it. His arm stretched out towards me and I caught his hand. The helicopter began to lift up as he tried to pull me in...

Fate... I hope your a guy so I can kick you in the balls.

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No POV

Alex was holding onto the wing mans arm as best as he could. A sudden rush of air came by and began to shake the helicopter. The man was desperately holding onto the plane and trying to keep a grip on Alex.

But it was too much. Alex's hand slipped through the mans hand. Kanade and the man could only look in horror... as Alex's surprised face and body began to plummet onto the roof.

He fell down the roof... and the building collapsed. Dragging it... and Alex down with.

And so another life... ended without fulfilling it's purpose.

And so another story... another fate... another destiny began in another world.

This... is his story.

Hi. it's me TheSylentnight and I have a few things to say.

If you guys already know me, hi. I know uploaded a chapter for my other story yesterday, but I got inspired today... and I was bored. So I decided work on my remake for my other story and try to make it more darker than the original one was.

I hated how my other story turned out and to be honest, it seemed to me to be pure crack.

...And I didn't like it. I was honestly trying to make a creative fun story, but I read it over and noticed it was severely lacking. So I decided to try my hand at it again.

I wanted to make this story dark. I know Katekyo Hitman Reborn is a humorous Shonen Jump story for all to enjoy... but it's starting to get on my nerves that only 2 people died in the whole entire thing and now are back to life. I want to make this as real as possible as it should be if your in the mafia world.

After all... life isn't full of gumdrops and just leveling up to take down someone.

This is going to be a KyokoxOC story. But with a twist. I won't say anymore without spoiling any more of my story. But trust me. It won't be like every other reviving-insert story on here.

If you didn't like my story that much, try my other one on my profile page. I assure you. It is a whole lot more happier and brighter than this one. You'll like that one better.

For those who know about which story I'm talking about, I know I should be working on it, but I did promise to rewrite my other one. Don't worry. I'll be working on both of these story this Monday. Not tomorrow because I have crap to do. I'll get it done within two weeks and it'll probably be a short funny omake with Reborn the leading man in it. ...After all, he fits it the best.

Please review my story. I would really like your input on how to better improve it.

TheSylentnight~