Authors Note: Okay...this took several tries because I was trying to write in the first person but...well I suppose my talents have reached their limit in that space...I'm too used to descriptive writing and first person writing doesn't do it for me.
So only this first part is first person writing...then it's regular. I think I'll alternate a bit. This is also my first Samurai 7 fic so bare with me if I don't spell names right or get facts wrong.
Prologue
It hurt. But then again that was life...wasn't it?
Life hurt. Everything in life hurt...from the birth to the death...it hurt.
But that's usually mental pain...not physical. Not this searing destructive force inside me that I feel.
I can feel the blood...the blood from the wounds.
Spilling, pouring...draining...and the pain...yes the pain. There's only one supposed good thing about the pain...it means I'm still alive...still breathing...my heart was still beating...I was alive. But for how long? How long would I lay here and suffer?
I long to go...go into that next world that I always hear about. A world of light and happiness, a world where this pain does not exist.
A world...that isn't this one, any world...any world better than this one. But then again, all other worlds would be better than this one. This hell. Hell on earth...hell is earth.
I can feel my breaths getting shorter, I can see the world darken, I can feel the pain begin to turn into coldness...cold around me...my body is shaking, my nerves are quaking...it's all coming to an end...yes...
I see it...I see it...the light...the beautiful...white light...it's calling to me...it's reaching out for me...I wish I could reach out to it...I wish I could race towards it...but I can't...I can't...I can't move, can't breath, can't see...can't...can't...
What's going on? What happened to the light? What happened to me? Why am I here? Why do I sit in darkness? Why?
Panic...it's starting to rise...rise inside me with the questions...millions of questions swirling around, swirling and building.
Calm down. Calm yourself down. Panic will solve nothing...you know this.
Who are you?
Do you not know me?
No.
Do you not feel me?
No.
Do you not see me?
Yes...yes you do.
Are...are you...no...that's...
Impossible?
Yes.
Improbable?
Yes.
Then what...your just lying there dying talking to yourself?
You don't know...your unsure...
What's going on?
The car.
The car?
The red car.
Yes...the one that hit me...
Me?
Us...
Yes...us...
Did this car mean to hit us?
I...I'm not sure...
Are you?
No.
Perhaps it did.
Perhaps...
Who could it have been?
Who...many...
Many...yes...
And then what?
The light...
The light at the end of the tunnel.
The darkness...
The darkness that surrounded us...
The voices...
The voices that called out to me...
The pain...
The pain that I felt...
It's not there...
Not anymore.
What do I feel?
Falling...
Flying...
I am...
I?
We are...
We...us...
"Are you okay?"
That didn't sound like...
Like us? No...it wasn't...
Who was it?
"Are you okay?"
Answer and find out...
But...am I okay...
I don't know...
We don't know...
"We don't know..."
"Excuse me?"
Her eyes shot open and she sat up abruptly, both steps proved to be unwise as the light invaded her sensitive eyes and pain shot through her body. She cried out in agony.
An arm immediately wrapped around her back as she fell back. "Easy" she heard the voice again "Easy...you took a hard fall, I'm surprised you can move at all..."
The pain was almost too much to bare. She could feel it reverberating to places she didnt' know existed.
Her eyes shot around in panic when suddenly her entire body tightened. Her head shot to the side and through the light she saw...a figure...no...several...how many? She didn't know...then a movement, at the back of her neck. And then...darkness...
So your back.
Back? Back where?
Inside.
Inside? Inside me?
Yes.
What was that?
You woke up...but was put back.
Back?
Back here. Inside.
Inside...back here.
who was that?
I don't know...you tell me?
It was...a man...
A man? Really?
Yes...
How did he look?
I didn't get a close look. I only saw...
Saw who?
People...
People? How many...
A small group...5...maybe 6...
Really? Tell me about it when you get back...
Where am I going?
Your leaving...again...
Again?
Again.
Wait...
For what...
Who are you?
Who am I?
"Who are you?"
"So...your coming to...I have to admit I thought last time was the last time."
Slowly her eyes opened once again. The bright light that had surrounded her once again had dissipated and the room she found herself in was dim. Nice and dim.
She moved her head, and groaned.
"Please" she heard another voice softer than the first say "Don't move. Your body has been through quite a lot and I don't want you to further hurt yourself."
She swallowed hard and licked her lips in an attempt to moisten her dry throat and mouth but met with failure "Where am I?" she asked in a scratchy voice.
"Your safe" the first voice told her "Far from the nobuseri..."
"Nobuseri?"
She felt herself being raised "Here" the soft voice say "Drink this..."
Drink? A drink sounded good.
She felt the small bowl being lifted to her lips and opened her mouth. The water splashed through her mouth like a rain in the desert. The pain in her throat dissipated as the strong moisture traveled down her throat, and she swallowed. "Don't be too anxious" she heard the voice say "If you keep drinking like that you'll choke yourself."
Choke? She hadn't even realized she'd taken such a hard drink. She pulled back "Who are you?" she asked again "What's going on?"
"My name is Kirara" the voice said "We saw you fall from one of the nobuseri's ships and land on the ground. Kambei-sama was the first to reach you. He stopped the machines from killing you. You were pretty beaten up."
"That was one week ago" the man's voice told her.
"One week?" she asked.
She slowly turned her head and allowed her eyes to focus. It was then she realized she was surrounded by people. Six men sat across from her...six men and...a robot? A big one...a big ugly one.
They all stared at her strangely...why did they stare at her strangely.
There was a young one...on the far left, who sat at then end of the line. From what she could see he was fairly good looking. He was the first to realize his rudeness. He was also the first to speak after many agonizing minutes "Forgive our rudeness" he said with a bow "I am Okamoto Katsushiro."
The man next to him had white hair and a scar on his cheek...he smiled with a bow "I am Katayama Gorobei" he said "It's a pleasure to meet you."
The third wore a helmet and out of all of them seemed the most cheerful as he had, had a smile on the entire time. "Hey there! I'm Heihachi Heyashida."
The fourth was a good looking blonde with light clothes on and kind of reminded her of a poster boy...if they had a poster...he'd be their boy...yeah... With a smile and a bow also he introduced himself "My name is Shichiroji."
And then came the one who she first heard...and saw.
He was decked in white robes, but they clashed with his long brown hair. He had darker skin like Gorbei, and his eyes were centuries older than his face "I am
Shimada Kambei" he spoke lowly with a nod.
The second last kind of...scared here. There was no warmth coming from him. He did not smile, did not bow, did not even nod at her. He looked...indifferent.
Completely uncaring that she lived or could have died.
He only spoke one word...one word. And even that had erupted goosebumps all around her. "Kyuzo" he said his voice low and dark as his eyes.
She would keep her eyes on him.
"Well hey there!" A loud obnoxious voice sounded...or echoed.
Her head shifted so fast from Kyuzo that she felt a bit of whiplash. It turned to the pile of junk...er...robot beside the cold man. Was it talking to her?
"I'm Kikuchiyu!" it informed her "I helped save you!"
"Don't like Kikuchiyu-dono" Katsishiro spat "It's because of you that we were nearly caught!"
"I was helping!"
"No you weren't!"
"Enough!" Kambei's voice raised.
Both silenced immediately and it told the girl this
'Kambei' was the leader.
"This is Rikichi" Kirara said lifting her further to see the pale cowardly looking man beside the group of men "And my younger sister Komachi."
The little girl waved wildly as if she were worried the girl wouldn't be able to see her, as the man simply bowed.
"So tell us" Gorobei spoke up "Exactly who are you?"
"And why were you tossed from the Nobuseri's ship?" Shichiroji asked.
She turned to them opening her mouth to explain when...nothing came out. Nothing...No sound...no explanation...only...
"I...I don't...know..."
She didn't know...who she was...what she was doing there...how she got there...what was going on...
Author's Note: Alright that's it! There's the first chapter. If you like it then tell me, and the whole 'talking to herself' is apart of the story and is supposed to be confusing.
Review and you shall receive!