Reincarnation
By: Iroh's Tea Shoppe Girls
Happy Birthday Hotspur
Disclaimer: We do not own Zhao, or Javert or the afterlife.
I was being pulled underwater by a spirit, a god. That is the last thing I remembered before I woke up in a strange place. And met my strange guide.
In my life I had given very little thought as to the afterlife, I was too busy pursuing the best life had to offer. Promotions occurred regularly, I was an Admiral, and I had done the unthinkable, as a mortal, I killed one of the great spirits. My life was very good, why should I have to worry about what happened after it?
As I was just getting acquainted with my peculiar surroundings, of next to nothing-ness, a man approached me. He had sideburns much like mine, but his hair was groomed oddly. And his clothes were a deep blue with far too many buttons. What was most particular was his hat.
"Come," the man said. His voice one, my like my own, was used to commanding authority.
"Who are you?" I asked, unsure if I should follow the strange man, even how he spoke was strange, but somehow I understood it.
"In life I was an inspector," the man said. "I chased criminals around."
"Huh," Zhao mumbled as he mused. "I was fighting a traitor before I was done for."
"We are much the same," the Javert said with an odd smile.