Oh No, Not Again...
Chapter One: Deja vu
I stirred waking groggily. I stared at the unfamiliar surroundings. I hadn't woken up like this since I had left the Avatar the Last Airbender world. I looked down at myself worriedly.
'AHHHHHH NOT AGAIN!' I thought out loud.
I suppose I should explain. Almost fifteen years ago I had been trasported to the Avatar the Last Airbender world, I spent thirteen years there. I had fallen irrevocably in love with the man of my dreams only to be torn away harshly five years later. I had also been torn away from the son I had with him, I had Sazuke when I was nineteen in body and twenty-nine in mind. I spent one year with them and then I was torn from that dimension back into my old one. The only problem was that I remained the same age instead of going to my mental age. I was 18 while my younger brothers were now 27 making them older brothers.
I stayed with Jay and his girlfriend for a year, then with Bob and his wife for a year before I was yet again put in a position where I had been de-aged and dumped in a different spot. If I was lucky it wouldn't be in some war ravaged place.
I examined my new body, deja vu. I was only a little bigger than the size I had woken up as last time as a seven year old but this time my hair, instead of being it's normal dark brown color, was the oddest shade of sapphire blue I had ever seen. I grabbed a lock and peered at it curiously, oh well, at least it wasn't floresent orange or anything. I gazed at my surroundings and noticed a stream a short distance away through the trees.
I picked myself up and stumbled over to the stream on sleeping legs (you know like when you body goes to sleep and you get the pins and needles feeling?). I dropped down next to the water and quickly filled my cupped hands with water and drank my fill, which took about four handfuls. When I was finished I gazed down at my reflection. My hair was tussled and shaggy looking like I had just woken up from sleep, which I had. And my eyes were red, no not red, ruby red. I looked exotic, for lack of another world.
I stared at my reflexion for several moments before deciding the name Kiara wouldn't do for this world, nor my new looks. I would have to think of something else. So I stared at the water thinking deeply. A name for my new looks...
Crystal, no too much like my aunt.
Sapphire, no too cliche.
Kamali, no too similar to Kiara.
Oh, I have it now. Kimberly, it's a kind of rock that has diamonds in it. It would be a perfect name for me because I have secrets inside, instead of diamonds. My science teacher taught me that. I could shorten it to Kim too so it wouldn't seem so weird.
I stared at my reflection one more time and decided I must be about 10 or 11.
My stomach rumbled at that moment, declaring its hunger. I stood up and look around for something to eat. I saw a tree at the edge of the forest it had odd pink fruit. The fruit looked like a heart, light pink in color with darker spots. The tree was filled to the brim with them. I looked around and decided they should be okay to eat. They looked sort of like peaches from my world.
I struggled to climb, reaching the lowest limb in a matter of minutes. It was easier from there. I pulled the bottom of my shirt up to make a basket and quickly and efficently picked as many of the fruits as I could. I filled the shirt completely then slowly lowered myself to the ground jumping off the lowest branch rather than risk crushing my food.
I took a bite of one of the fruits and grimaced. Way too sweet. I would've prefered something milder. But there was no denying that they were good so I hurriedly at almost two dozen more. They were hollow on the inside so they weren't very filling at all.
I looked around trying to find anything that would tell me where to go, but there was nothing around. The sun shone down brightly, it was a little bit more than mid-way through the sky. I sighed looking around for a way to carry my food. I found several large leaves and used a little bit of weaving knowledge to make a basket. It wasn't as good as a real basket would be but it was passable. The berries only filled the basket about one-third of the way full and I decided I should get some more incase I can't find anymore fruit trees. Especially because it took so many berries to make a meal.
I looped my arm through the basket handle and quickly scrambled up the tree again. I filled the basket to the point of overflowing before I let myself down from the tree.
It was peaceful in the forest, I decided as I followed the stream upstream.
I had been walking for about four hours now and I felt like I was being watched by a bunch of eyes. I finally sat down near the river to eat some more of the berries. It would lower the weight of the basket and give me some needed energy. I was just about to eat my first berry when the bush near the edge of the forest russled. A round head popped out looking at me. It was cream colored with four distinguishable whiskers, two on either side, and it had a large coin like object on it's forehead.
"Owth?" It asked poking its head further out of the bushes looking at my berries.
"A meowth?" I questioned incredously. Not again. I was once again in one of my childhood cartoons, this time Pokemon instead of Avatar the Last Airbender.
A/N: Oh no. I've once again fallen victim to a rabid plot bunny. When I really should be finishing my other stories. Oh well. This is sort of linked to my other story Paradox, the OC is the same except she changes her name.