Summary: Death was not something I had often dwelled on, preferring to focus on the aspects of life instead. But death was expected, it happened to everyone. Except when it didn't. Being reborn was not something I had ever expected, not to mention being reborn in the fictional universe of her child hood. But perhaps it wasn't so bad. Hopefully I wouldn't die before I could make a change. AU
I had inspiration and here we are. Jessamine is a bit of a SI and OC
When I died I wasn't expecting it, not at first. Well, I suppose most people don't, especially when it comes in form of a car crash.
It was typical crash really, someone had lost control of their own car ahead of them and caused a chain reaction of screeching tires and the sound of crumpling ripping through the air. Unfortunately mom couldn't stop the car in time, and neither could the people behind us. From my seat in the back I died almost immediately, staying alive only long enough to know that except for my sister sitting next to me the rest of my family had survived.
It was somewhat of a relief really, dying. I was no longer to worry about things like student debt, or the conflicts going on around the world. It was bliss that I'd not had very recently in my life, not one as full as this was, because now I could relax. Really relax and be separated form anything the would suggest anything else. It was a beautiful thing. Only one thing was bothering me.
It was entirely too bright.
I'd heard of the light at the end of the tunnel, but this was a light that I could not bring myself to think was the end of said tunnel. It felt wrong to me that this dull blue light was something heavenly meant to be a metaphor of death. No this light was a dull one, a harsh and ugly light that seemed angry at something. What 'something' was is an unknown to me of course, a perhaps telling piece of information that none were aware of except the light itself, and all that was known was that it was something that the angry light fought against. It was something, I realized dully, that I had been pushed and forced to leave from. 'Something' was the comforting darkness, the type darkness that wrapped around you snugly, giving you the feeling of safety.
It was only now, as the light actually registered in my mind, that I heard the murmuring of voices hovering above my head. Most of which were indistinguishable but for the exceptions every little bit.
In my mind I was scared, I was confused and bursting questions I was unable to form, and I was unable to make sense of the different voices flitting about.
On the outside I wailed as ugly tears streaked over my face, unaware of the doctors there, cleaning me up. Not noticing the curious face of a small blonde girl as she held a younger girl with a tuft of red hair, oblivious to the commotion around them. Not knowing of the smile that had graced the blondes girls face as she whispered to the tuft of hair, whispered a happy whisper full of excitement.
"You see that baby Lily?" She'd whispered fervently to the child in her arms.
"That's our new little sister. Mummy and Daddy said that her name is Jessamine and that she's our family. We're going to take care of her alright Lils? Because were all sisters now, and sisters stick together..."
I was oblivious to all of this at the time being.