Chapter 1
Part 1
I woke up, that's good, possibly, but I was sure that sealing array was the equivalent of the Elemental Nations first nuke, there really shouldn't have been anything to wake.
Light blinds me as I open my eyes, narrowing them I take a look around.
There's a really pretty woman in the room, looking at me, maybe I am in heaven, this woman could pass for an angel, and I'm pretty sure I've never seen clothing like that in the Elemental Nations either. So only my mind could produce an illusion like this one.
There's also a man here I've never seen before. Wait he's coming this way, and he just picked up a baby? Yes, that's a baby, and now he's picking me up.
Oh no not again. This isn't fair, where's my here after, the pure land, the angels, the fluffy clouds, heck I'd even settle for eternal damnation about now, at least then I wouldn't be alone.
Aw hell, I'm alone aren't I? no Naruto, no Sasuke, no Ino or Chogi, no Shika. I'm alone.
It's not even an afterlife so I won't even see my parents, either of them, any of them. These people look younger than I did when I died in both my previous lives.
No that's not fair to them, I'm just being angry because I've been born again, and I'm alone, and a baby, and a baby alone.
I'll treat them like siblings then, older siblings even. That wouldn't be so bad. At least I'm a twin again, he'll never replace Shika though, I'll treat them like a little sibling then.
OK new world, wonder witch one, this room seems kind of basic, nope no clues here. Oh the renascence fair cloths, maybe George R. , Westeros would be cool, or not, it is kind of violent. Mabey Tolkien, I could deal with that. Yeah, Tolkien, I could kill orcs, or toss a dwarf or a hobbit (not that way, perverts), better still I could troll Gandalf, I can call him Ian constantly, to bug him, yep I can definitely do Tolkien.
Part 2
Being a baby sucks, I think I managed to repress how boring this was the first time I was reincarnated.
Board, board, board, and so much trauma, I just poop, then cry. Get hungry, then cry. Then poop some more. Mostly I try not to cry if I can help it as a matter of pride, but sometimes being clean is better than being proud.
We have a maid, another person I will have to kill to extinguish the memories of me craping myself. But still this is a good sign, we are well of enough to afford a maid in what appears to be a pre-industrial revolution world, then I probably don't have to worry too much about life in the near future, barring a catastrophic- no don't go there, quickly touch wood.
Lucky Sevens, be gone! Haa! Almost had me there.
I really need something to do. I wonder if they have shogi in this world, I'll definitely have to introduce it if they don't. I couldn't go a lifetime without shogi, not anymore, to many good memories to just forget.
Part 3
At six months old I can crawl, it's awesome, not quite tree hopping at jonin speeds, but still I can move, again.
A bit at least, and I've picked up the language well enough that I can understand pretty much all of what's going on around me still holding out on those first words, not that I can't say them, I'm just saving them for when I can use them to best effect, maybe get myself something other than breast milk to eat, or maybe a story, nice and historical, a good legend would let me deem where I am, and what the local values are. Best not to step on too many toes if the will of fire isn't a well-accepted ideology here.
"They'll run somewhere else if I take my I off them,"
"isn't it good to see the twins so active? I was really worried when they didn't cry when they were born."
"Even now, they don't cry."
This is quite interesting, I'd noticed my brother was a little weird, I had suspected he was more than he appeared like me. He may just be picking up habits from me, but I swear he doesn't act like a baby any more than I do. I saw what Shikadai, Bolt, and Himawari were like as babies and he's odd even by my standards.
For now I'll put it aside, still it was funny as all heck when the maid came in and tried to do what I can only guess to be an exorcism, had to try my hardest not to laugh. Anyway I did see the area around where we lived from one of the windows. It's a village, not like the hidden village, but an actual village, thatch cottages and all. Dad appears to be the closest thing to a ninja in this place, I've seen him swinging around a sword in the courtyard, I'll admit he's pretty good with it, a solid chunin on kenjutsu alone, but I've never seen him use anything like ninjutsu, maybe there isn't anything like that in this world, but I have noticed some energy in this world, in my parents mostly, but also in the maid too, my brother and I only have a little of it, and his is a little strange, but that's OK, it shouldn't really matter right now.
Today, my brother and I are at the window watching dad, I think this is the first time he's seen dad with his sword out. He seems shocked and falls off the chair we are on, I try to catch him only to fall with him, banging our heads.
I hear a scream, as our mother sees us fall, dropping the laundry.
"Rudi, Tabby, are you OK?!"
She appears to be concerned but she, not so much I'd think one of us was bleeding or something. Though I wish the throbbing in my head would stop.
"Phew, you seem fine."
Tell that to my aching head, I whine internally, I know I'm acting like a baby , but guess what, I am one.
Then she places her hand to each of our heads.
"To be safe... Let the power of God be converted into a bountiful crop, and bestowed unto those who have lost the strength to stand once more, HEALING"
I almost panic when I see the faint light, glowing from here hand, but instead of the discomfort I had come to associate with medical ninjutsu, this was comforting, and as my headache cleared I could only stare in awe at what I had just seen.
The chakra of this world seemed to work mostly the same from what I had seen, if a little easier to use, but that I hadn't felt any pain from it like I had chakra before, maybe I wasn't giving enough credence to my chakra hypersensitivity, writing off a physical reaction as psychosomatic. Oh well, live and learn, I guess. Just be glad I can still sense things and don't have to feel constant pain for it, not looking any gift horses in the mouth here, no sir.
"See, it's OK now. After all you mom was a renowned adventurer," she said boastfully.
Adventurer, dammit, I was in the world of some game then, you know what I give up I'll figure out where I am later.
"What's wrong."
Our father puts his head through the window as he hears mother's scream.
He was covered in sweat from exercising outside.
"Listen to me, dear. Rudi and Tabby fell of a chair."
"Well it's no good if a child isn't active."
Well isn't he going for parent of the year, he should be a little concerned at least.
Mom didn't back down though maybe because they were head wounds.
"Just a moment, dear. They aren't even one year old yet. Would you worry a little more!"
"Despite that, children are meant to grow up falling down to become sturdy. Besides, if they get hurt, can't you just treat them?"
"Yes, but still I'm worried they may get heavily injured and I won't be able to heal them…"
"They'll be fine."
Dad said embracing her tightly.
Mum's face turned red.
"I was worried when they didn't cry at all, but if their this naughty I'm sure they'll be fine."
Thar night they put us in the other room to sleep, and I learned the house is not very well sound-proofed, and dad had a lot of stamina.
Troublesome.
Still magic.
Part 4
Time passed and I learned more of the language of this world. Mostly it was things like names of people and places. For instance dad was called Paul, mum was called Zenith, and the maid was called Lilia.
I learned that we live on the central continent, in the kingdom of Asura, in Buena village.
I also learned my full name, as well as my brothers, he is called Rudeus.
I am Tabitha Greyrat, reincarnated ninja, and I will live in a new world.
