A/N: The timeline for Megan is weird, so hers will be off by, um, a lot until it begins to align.
Hope you enjoy this chapter. Please review! :)
Disclaimer: Kishimoto owns Naruto, not me. I only own the plot to this fanfiction, and Megan belongs to nightheart777.
Megan's POV
Chapter 2: Reincarnation
"This is the greatest creation from my soul! It will make you lose track of time, forget to breathe, and even forget who you are!"
~Jiraiya~
Megan screamed as she entered the world. Comforting darkness and something else had been her companion for what seemed like years, and now all of it was replaced by pain. The light hurt her eyes and her other companion, the one without name, had been ripped away from her without warning.
She paused in her wailing as a strange revelation crossed her mind. Her voice was much more childish than it was supposed to be. Besides that, she knew that there was something she had forgotten.
Then, even more pain filled her being. It was the worst she had ever felt. Worse than even getting ear tubes. Worse than the car wreck-
That was what she had forgotten! So it seemed she really had been reborn, since she was pretty sure it was impossible to save a person when they had a pole go through their chest and then one through their brain.
Soon the pain stopped and she felt different, but she couldn't figure out for the life of her what it was. At least she could think clearly, and she was taking full advantage of that.
If I've been rein- oh, what's the word? Reincarcirated? Reingarnated? Rein-? Oh, fuck it. I don't know shit about it anyways. Caitlin would know, but I don't. If I find her I'll ask. Or I could ask Gwenie-the-Poo. She might know. Of course, Momma and Daddy would know too…
At this point, I suspect nearly everyone knows more about it than you.
If Megan could have, she would have started cursing aloud. As it was, her thoughts were very vulgar and much along the lines and what she would have been saying if she could.
What the fuck! Who the hell said that? I'm pretty sure a baby's hearing isn't fully developed enough to decipher words!
Your mind is very strange. So is your old world. It's actually quite funny though that you can understand me, since I know I am not speaking English.
Then what the hell are you speaking?
Japanese, of course. You appear to be in your favorite manga and anime series, Naruto. I suppose I should introduce myself. Hello, I'm the Juubi.
What?
Yes, now shush so I can concentrate. I'm going to give you your old body back, along with a new power. And the ability to understand Japanese, since otherwise I would have to teach you, and I refuse to.
I don't want my old body back! I sort of had mortal wounds, remember?
And I'll heal you. I'm afraid that you'll have scars because of how deep they were and the fact that your body won't be used to this world, and the transition to this one will make it worse, but you'll survive.
I don't want scars! And I want both of my eyes and-
Megan broke off her mind-ranting as a sudden feeling of detachment came over her. For a split second she saw her baby body as though she were hovering over it and then she was in a different body, one that was right beside her baby form. Her baby form wasn't breathing, and glazed eyes met her own as the ex-Jinchuuriki of the Juubi- her mother in this world- stared at her in horror. Even as she stared, the life slowly drained from her eyes.
She must have been part Uzumaki…
No, even better. She was an Otsutsuki. No other could contain me.
What the hell? Aren't they like all on the moon at the moment or something?
Not all. You appear to have fallen into what seems to be an alternate universe. I don't know if they are on the moon. Some are obviously on Earth, since you are one.
Aren't you supposed to be sealed into the moon yourself or something along those lines? And does that mean that you're the only biju?
Yes, I suppose I was. But the Sage of the Six Paths, for all of his power, could not divide all of my own power before he died. I suppose there were supposed to be more biju, but he only managed to get to nine. He had to rest in between each, and before he could create a tenth biju, he realized that he was truly on his deathbed and sealed the rest of me into his only daughter, knowing that she would remain neutral to her brothers' conflicts. So since then, I have been sealed into her descendants.
Isn't it sort of ironic that it was the tenth biju he was going to create and you're the ten tails?
Of course it's slightly ironic. It's fate.
You know, you're sounding creepily like a certain Hyuuga…
Shut up!
Megan stood up shakily as her new 'buddy' quieted, bile rising up her throat. She wasn't wearing any clothes, but she had been just a baby a second ago. She also suspected that someone would be arriving soon since she imagined the woman had told someone to come and get her after a time.
Okay, so clothes first. Should I steal the woman's and make them think someone has stolen the Juubi or should I run around naked until I can find clothes from another source?
Normally, I would suggest running around naked so there was no suspicion. Since it is raining, and humans are very fragile creature, I would suggest getting clothes from the woman and hoping that we aren't tracked down later. The woman wasn't a ninja, but her companions were. And trust me, they will know that something is up.
Megan quickly undressed the woman and put the kimono on, having more than a little trouble with the obi. Finally she just shook her head and tied it in the front, not caring how weird she looked. As she was getting dressed, a thought struck her. And a very disturbing thought at that.
Aren't you supposed to be a crazy and unthinking creature?
No, I am not. I am very thinking, but I was being controlled by Obito in your memories. I hate Uchihas…
Now you're sounding suspiciously like Kurama…
Shut up!
Never!
Megan walked into the forest surrounding her, wondering where the others would be. They could practically be anywhere! And they're probably babies!
We don't know that. From one of your memories, your father talked with your sister about how time was impossible to measure because it passes different for everyone. So they could be babies, or they could be fully grown. Besides that, they won't remember anything.
What? Why won't they remember anything?
I unblocked your memories. Unless they find some other way, they won't remember anything.
Megan frowned as she thought about it. What or who could unlock their memories?
Yamanaka mind techniques could. Sharigan. Maybe even life threatening situations. Something that deeply reminded them of something in their memories.
Megan sighed and continued running. Damn. Ninja genes are awesome. I normally would be out of breath by now.
You're unconsciously putting chakra into everything you do. You need to stop, since you might overload yourself with it because you're not used to it. It's also why you still feel sick to your stomach.
Uh…Oops?
Just reach inside of you, find what feels like a spark, and cut it off from flowing so fast into your body. Slow it down.
Okay, gotcha!
Megan felt for the spark, deciding to think of it somewhere near her heart, since she thought if she remembered correctly it was near there. She didn't find a spark. She found a raging fire.
Damn, I'd forgotten I was a Jinchuuriki. Thank goodness I didn't want to be a medic or use too much genjutsu.
She felt the chakra flowing through her body. It was going fast and she wasn't entirely sure how to slow it down, but she thought about it slowing down. It wasn't working. Frustrated, she muttered aloud, "Slow down."
It slowed down, but the amount it slowed down by was barely noticeable. Slow down. Slow down! SLOW DOWN!
The chakra slowed down until the flow seemed natural, and Megan decided that it was fine. She started running again, and continued until she found a break through the trees and a village.
She decided to stay in the forest since she hadn't found any money on her. Besides, she needed to start her ninja training.
I'm probably gonna be here for a while…
Question: What's your favorite book?
My answer: Maybe Uglies. I really loved that series.
