Reborn(Literally)
Disclaimer: Katekyo Hitman Reborn is not mine.
Prologue
As the bullets tore into me and pain like no other bloomed, time seemed to slow down. I was devoid of fear, only calm acceptance. My heart was calm, mind sharp and focused. But that was to be expected.
After all, I did orchestrate everything.
They say that when people face death in the face, their life flashes past in their mind, along with regrets and what could have beens. However, as memories flew by in my mind,
A kiss upon my forehead,
A rare picnic with my closest friends and family basking in sunlight and peace,
Rocking the trembling form of my once enemy when life struck him down once too many,
Drinking at Drunken Men's with my two best friends after a successful mission,
At a certain childhood crush's wedding,
Staring at blood stained hands, my hands,
Sweet nothings being whispered into my ears,
there were no regrets in my heart, only a bittersweet sadness for the people left behind. I had done all that I could. I had done all I could to save them. My family, my life. Therefore, if the price was my life, so be it. It is willingly and freely given. After all, they were the only light in my ever darkening world. Without them, I would be left fumbling and lost in the eternal darkness.
Dimly, I heard shouts and gunshots and screaming, but it did not penetrate the icy silence that now surrounded my numb body. White dots flickered in my sight, darkness creeping at the edges of my consciousness. My faithful, loyal right hand man crouched over my protectively and kept shaking me, shouting for me to stay awake.
"Tenth! Tenth! Stay awake! Don't close your eyes! Please!" he sobbed pleadingly as my men arrived to surround us from danger. But too late. Too late.
I turned my head to look my right hand man, no, my best friend in the eye, trying to communicate my feelings that I could no longer voice as I coughed and chocked on my blood with my eyes. One part of my mind, the cold calculating part that I had to develop to stay alive in my cruel world accessed the damage to my body and the chances of my survival. It was not good odds. My left arm twitched, longing for a weapon. My lungs must have been punctured and I could not feel the lower parts of my body. My right arm flopped uselessly against my body and was bleeding freely. I coughed again, blood gurgling out as I looked at my best friend and smiled. A smile that conveyed many feelings- love, gratitude, hope, sadness.
" No no no no nooooo!" he cried pitifully, tears streaming down his handsome face distorted with despair.
The last thing I saw was his horror stricken eyes then the world dimmed and darkened.
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