Disclaimer: I do not own Oh! My goddess!
First of all, i haven't fully realized the story in it's entirety yet. So the events are going to be as much of a mystery to me as they are going to be for you. English isn't my first language so some sentence structures might seem a bit funny. I'm learning as i go!
Prologue
I could see the bright lights flickering behind my partially closed eyelids,
changing colours from blue to red. I was in a complete state of shock. I tried to make sense of the situation i was wound up in, pushing myself to stay awake.
"The lights are still there..."
I thought to myself, trying my best to keep my sight focused on the surroundings.
After a while of sitting in a state of shock and confusion, i started to regain some of my senses back to a degree where i could begin to assess the situation. First thing i noticed was the strong smell of gasoline. And then the smell of smoke came rushing up my nostrils.
"What happened?"
My eyesight and other senses were back to normal completely at this point, or so it felt like to me. After the shock began to fade away, a pounding pain flooded over my head.
I realized i was sitting on some kind of a seat. Looking around more, i saw that the interior of what seemed to be a car, was a total mess. Papers, thrash and pieces of plastic were littered everywhere. I looked down, and saw that my white button up was covered in blood. Raising a hand on my face, i felt something sticky and wet coming out of the corner of my mouth. I looked to my left and through the mozaic of crackled glass i could see a figure dressed in a firesuit coming towards me.
"So, i was in a car accident."
I chuckled to myself.
"Somehow i knew it would come to this someday"
It would have been such a strange thing for someone to admit, but that's just how it was. Everybody liked to tell me just how reckless i could be. I admitted that, but i wouldn't always do stuff immediately after a figurative lightbulb turned on inside my head. I don't think it was like that. I guess i'm just stubborn, and when i set my mind up to something, i absolutely did not want to loosen up regarding my decision. I wonder how i ended up being like that. And above all, i wondered what could have made me end up in a situation like this. My short term memory seemed to be gone, so i thought for now, these things didn't matter.
I suddenly realized in middle of the brief session of wondering about my circumstances, i felt a thud on my left shoulder. A firefighter was there, looking at me with eyes which could almost be described as cold.
"Please stay as still as you can. The ambulance is only 5 minutes from arriving"
The firefighter said to me in a stern, yet calm manner. Then he proceeded to place his hands on my neck. Apparently to ensure that i wouldn't move my head before the paramedics could insert a brace to support my neck. I looked straight into the firefighters eyes for a moment.
"He must have seen things along his career. How can anyone... endure..."
Before i could even register it during my slowly dismantling thought processes, i found myself trying to get out of the smoking wreck of a car. I saw the other firefighters putting out a minor fire in the mangled front end of my now ex- car. I stepped out, and to my inconvenience the firefighter who was holding my neck in place, tried his best to make me quit my sudden plan of getting out.
" Woah there sir! You absolutely can't just walk out by yourself before the ambulance has arrived! You might have suffered a serious neck injury!"
Right after stepping out i stumbled for a bit. The firefighter was trying to take hold of the unraveling of a possibly dangerous situation for me and tried to convince me to stay still.
"You'll have to listen to me. We have no way of knowing the extent of your injuries!"
I don't know what kind of spirit possessed me at that point. The urge to get out of the wreck hit me like a truck. I knew stubborness was some of my strongest and weakest traits, but still, this was out of my norms to do something so sudden in a scenario like this. I had no idea why i wasn't thinking straight. As it turned out later, because of the loss of my short term memory and shock, i had completely forgotten about the alcohol flowing in my veins.
While i was trying to stand holding the corner of the roof of the mangled car and doing my everything to ignore the really concerned firefighter, i suddenly started feeling lightheaded.
The firefighter just barely managed to catch me before potentially hitting my head really hard on the ground. In short terms, something wasn't as right as i initially thought after waking up in the wreck.
Before totally losing consciousness, the phenomenon i experienced was like straight out of a film. Literally. I could see my life flashing before my eyes. I wasn't sure how i was supposed to be feeling exactly about all this. Maybe i was supposed to feel sad, or even scared. These could be my last moments, after all.
Then, after a short while, i finally lost consciousness...
