Author's Note: Welcome, old and new readers! This is my OFFICIAL fanfic for the Buzz Lightyear series~
Disclaimer: I don't own the BLoSC series or the movie.
Summary: Set before BLoSC The Movie: The Adventure begins. A young woman was reincarnated in the world of Buzz Lightyear show. In order to survive from aliens, Space Rangers and other evil doers, she needs to get stronger by any means necessary. Even if it means joining with Zurg in the whole galaxy domination. She might as well have fun with it along the way. What has she become?. An OC Story.
Chapter 1
Prologue
The thing about life after death was not something that can be explain so easily, even coming from the person who experienced it such as herself.
It was just the usual morning for her. Wake up in the early morning, bath and dressed up, going to work and back to her apartment.
But on this particular day, she got in a car accident.
She didn't see it coming when the truck was right in front of her car and directly hit her head on. For awhile, pain was the only thing that she felt and the blurry vision blocked her view around. Few hands were pulling her out of the wreckage and brought her body inside an ambulance. The sounds of siren blaring as the vehicle drove fast through the traffic.
After few hours of surgery, she later found out that the driver of the truck was drunk and declared dead when they tried to recover his body. She silently prayed for his soul. She knows that what he did was irresponsible but that doesn't mean to disregard her manners and respect for the dead.
Almost two months in the hospital, her family and friends were there for her, visiting from time to time.
Flowers and get-well presents decorated around her, making it more tolerable from the dullness of the plain white room. Her beloved nephew always dropped by after his school. He would tell her the adventures he had with his friends with a smile and the toys he brought with him to play while she watches him.
It was a wonderful bonding moments while it lasted.
The condition of her spine was getting worse and just moving upright a little, sudden jolts of pain struck and made her whimper.
She knew that her time has come.
The room was filled with all of her loved ones.
Both of her parents were clinging onto her right hand, the monitor on the side shows that her heart was beating slowly. It was a good thing that she requested that the kids shouldn't be in her room.
Especially her beloved nephew. Blessed that young boy for having a good heart. It's almost hilarious and sad, dying alone as a single woman. But she has no regrets.
She lived a full life and had a wonderful time with everyone.
The monitor sounds were slowly fading and at her last moments, she gave a loving smile to everyone in the room.
Her whole world was covered in darkness.
She was in a dream-like state, floating with a bunch of colorful balls of lights surrounding her. Some are in solid form while others expand and eventually dissipating in to a white mist. They were scattered around, hopping to other lights and when she looked down, there was nothing beneath her but an endless dark abyss.
This is not what I imagine the bright light at the end of the tunnel should be.
Was she stuck in some sort of a vacuum of space? No, that would be ridiculous. Then she would have died the second time from air deprivation.
She was surprise herself that she was calm about her current situation. But she was slightly afraid and worried that something happened to her ascension to where all the souls go.
But for some reason her gut feeling is telling her to go towards this particular purple ball of light nearby. The one that seems to come closer to where she floats.
I guess I have to follow it then. There's no other places to go anyway.
As she moved or float a little bit closer, the closest balls of light as if a moth to a flame started to suddenly envelop her with its ever vibrant sparkles. As it gets brighter and near blinding, the last thing she saw was the touched of the purple orb and she blacked out.
When her mind came to, she can feel her whole body is inside some sort of a dark compact space. This confuses her more but at the same time, her curiosity rules over it.
To test the waters, she tried to squirm around, pushing the fleshy wall, but no matter what her actions do, she seem to be stuck in a fetal position.
Now how the heck am i getting out of here?
As she was thinking of finding ways on how to eventually get out, her thoughts were interrupted when something foreign touched her, specifically where her head was and …
It felt warm and strangely brought a sense of comfort from this weirdly new place she's in. Just for a moment, all of her initial worries and fears melts away.
A calm feeling in her heart starts to grow. She doesn't know why, but it does.
The bliss of comfort didn't last for even a minute when suddenly she got yanked down, at a lost she struggled and tried to grab anything to keep her up but then her entire vision turned a glaring stark white, and in response she immediately closed her eyes.
"It's a girl!" someone yelled at the side.
She shivered from the cold air.
Can someone please shut off those lights! She also wished someone would give her something warm. She attempted to speak but what came out of it instead was a strange wail. That suspiciously sounded like a baby's cry to be exact.
The cry came from her.
She was a baby.
A healthy breathing baby!
The realization of this whole ordeal made her cry harder.
She doesn't believe any of it.
And yet it happened to her.
The distinct hospital smell made her cringe a little and nauseous. It doesn't help her mood at all. So crying is the only option, the ultimate response to her discomfort.
It does sound odd that she, as an adult in mind, should respond that way but it was the new body's instincts to do so.
Until someone rocked her gently and swaddled her in a warm blanket. The sweet fragrance of the blanket helps her breath better and the warmth from the blanket eases her a bit. When her cries echoes softly, her entire vision was so blurry. Looking up at her carrier, all she saw was a pink blob.
She could hear word of "congratulations" muttered around her surroundings. She was exchanged from one pair of hands to another, and there was a cooing sound coming from a male above her.
I must have been held in the crook of someone's arms. But that doesn't explain why this man's arms were cold as steel, even though i'm inside the blanket!
Must be the literal kind of man with a cold personality yet not a hint of ill intent. At least that's what her trusty gut is saying.
The chatter around the room faltered when the beeping loud noises of an alarm blared, a strong feminine voice screamed in pain echoed the room and she belatedly heard someone's footsteps rushing towards the source.
That immediately got her attention. She knew very well on what's going on. Her mother in her second life is dying from a possible blood loss from giving birth.
Her chubby hands tried to break free from the blanket's hold, reaching out to the source of the agonizing scream.
Her holder immediately responded to the dire situation with a very distinct concerned booming voice.
"DOCTOR?! WHAT'S HAPPENING TO HER?!"
That voice!
That man's voice was so familiar to her. His tone was between a human and a robot. There was only one person that she knew who talks like that. She focus her eyes to clearly see the man who was holding her despite the blurriness.
The outline of the horned helmet, red with orange slit eyes, and that grilled green smile.
There was no mistaken it. It definitely belong to a certain Evil Emperor from her childhood show.
Reincarnation is one thing but reborn in her favorite kid show? This baffles her more than being a baby again.
This is the Buzz Lightyear universe.
But the question is. Why is Zurg here?
Suddenly, she was transferred to someone else's arms in a flash and the rush of wind indicating that they left somewhere.
Panic sets in, she tried to voice out but only baby gurgles were heard.
Wait! We can't just leave!
Even though she doesn't know the woman yet, the feeling that is swelling in her chest aches from the cries and screams from her other mother.
She struggles, kicked and cry but no one hears her plea.
The new room that they entered was full of moving purple blobs and she was placed in a soft bed.
Something click beside her like a flip of a switch and the air changes, lulling her to sleep.
Must….fight the…sleep…keep…awake
Before she succumbs to the slumber, she distinctly heard some bits of a conversation around her.
"….. The baby's name is Zyra…. there's activity in her brain…. She is doing fine, My Emperor…..."
She tried to listen further but her mind became sluggish from the sleepiness. The cool darkness embrace her as she fell asleep soundly.
If she had stayed awake for just a few seconds, she would have seen one of the grubs typing on the screen beside her, words written in an alien language that states, "Memory logged: a healthy baby girl name Zyra, born on August sixth. Place of Birth: Planet Z."
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This will be a weekly update. I hope you liked it so far.