Well, hello to all that are reading this fic, I am NotAHipster. This isn't my fist fanfiction on this site, but I refuse to give out the name of my very first fanfiction, mostly because it's so god awful. I wrote it when I was young and was just learning good grammar, so no, just no. But anyway this story is a semi SI story, some of the traits my character has will be based off me, like her love to eat. But other traits will be some that I pulled out of my ass, like her geniusness. I am also looking for a beta reader. So anyway, on with the story.
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto, that honor goes to Masashi Kishimoto.
Thinking: 'Yo'
Yelling: "YO!"
Extreme yelling: "YO!"
INNER/Biju: "Yo"
Chapter One: Death, The Void, and ReGenesis
I was about to die, there was no doubt about that. No one would come and save me, and I couldn't save myself, I was paralyzed from the waist down. Not that I had any reason to live for. I had no friends, and no family, no one would care if I died. My house was burning down, taking me along with it.
I was alone. From an early age, I had been alone. My intellect set me apart from my peers. Even my parents, who were supposed to love me unconditionally shunned me because of my intelligence. So alone I grew, but alone, I also thrived. With no one there to hold me back, I began to about a whole plethora of things. From physics to engineering, to martial arts and advanced technology. I learned as much as I could from the time I was eight to when I died.
Honestly, coming across anime had just been an accident. But it changed my life forever. I had been studying the Japanese culture for some time then, learning Japanese, though I thought I'd never use it, I was a recluse after all. I was searching up Japanese entertainment when I had come across a link titled 'anime/manga Guide to Japanese cartoons and comics'. After that, I had pretty much got addicted to anime and manga. Posters line my wall, Bleach, One Piece, and Naruto. I had shelves and shelves filled with manga and figurines. On my bed sat, many plushies and body pillows. Suddenly I didn't feel so alone. Watching the hardships of the characters, their bravery, and their determination to become stronger, somehow made me feel less alone.
So when my time came to die, I felt at peace being surrounded by my many 'friends' and their faces smiling back at me. But still I prayed to whatever god was listening 'If I have to die, please send me to where THEY are', I looked around my room, which was messy, clothes, advanced text books and manga were spread haphazardly on the ground. And as my house went up in flames, my eyes connected with my favorite Naruto plushie, which had went missing three months before. Finally the fire had consumed my very being, I felt pain but then the nothingness of death started to creep in, said to the Naruto plushie in barley a whisper, "Hello again my friend, I missed you…" I could have sworn that the plushie opened his mouth to grin at me…
4:27 in the morn, so I'm stopping here. More to come later
Please by all means review it'll make me update faster and write longer chapters. Constructive criticism is wanted so again by all means, but no flames