For the persons who know me well, they know I don't really obey much of what Nathan says. Sure, he's old enough to be my grandfather and has authority over me, but he still doesn't know that I keep doing it anyway. Doing what? Researching. And Nathan does NOT approve. 'Well,' I think. 'After he leaves.' I knew he was out to buy supplies and stuff like that, and I just had to wait.
As soon as I heard the rumble of the car engine, I ran to my wardrobe. Unfortunately, I slipped, and nearly hit my head on the floorboards. My reflexes didn't fail me, though, and I managed to stand up again. Shuffling my feet this time, I reached the cabinet. I paused for a while, listening for potential footsteps headed to my door. I heard none, so I proceeded to pull a laptop from under a bunch of green clothes and shut the wardrobe's doors. I sat back on my bed, opened the laptop, and entered the pass code. Immediately after, a plethora of open windows popped out at me. My brown eyes scanned each and everyone, still finding no answer to the endless questions in my mind.
You see, I'm… some kind of unfortunate human being that some supernatural someone out there decided to toy with. I undergo what you call a 'cycle', a 'reincarnation' whenever I die. Cases are, when I die, I get born in another day, in another life, but I'm still me. I have complete awareness of my past 'lives' and act on them. For God knows how long, I'm stuck in this cycle, plus I get plagued by reminders of the constant past, usually arriving in pestering nightmares. Sound familiar? So I get born, I grow up, I meet someone close to me, then he envies me, then something happens to trigger his anger, then he kills me.
No big deal.
I reincarnate anyway.
But I always wonder, in these times that I search for a cure, if this is really forever. What if it wears off? What if I really die? What if I'm immortal?
I pushed these thoughts out of mind for now; I knew I had different things to take care of. Just as I was about to reread an article, someone knocked on my door. I hurriedly pushed the laptop under a pillow and pretended to just be looking out into blank space.
It worked. Gina (the one who threw the water on me) looked confused for a while, then asked me to eat. I nodded, and changed my clothes.
When I arrived at the table, the servants were thrilled to see me up and well. You see, when I feel down or sick, I wouldn't leave my bed no matter when. Unless there's an emergency. Or maybe an animal needing help; I have a soft side for them...
Breakfast was soon over, and I decided to take a leisurely walk around the mansion. You read that right- I'm rich in this life! Anyway, when I reached the back, taking care not to fall in the mud puddles from last night's rain, Redbeard came bounding up to me. He was a copper-colored dog with long hair, and he was the reason why I have the sympathy that I have for animals. As soon as he saw me, he jumped on me and I lost my balance, falling to the ground. I laughed as he licked my face, making me a human lollipop. I gently pushed him off, and stood up. My green shirt was stained brown, along with my khakis. "Redbeard... Look what you've done!" I remarked a little too harshly. He retreated slowly, and looked up at me with his signature puppy eyes. I couldn't stand that, so I bent down to pet him. When I did, however, he suddenly barked and snarled at something behind me. I turned, finding nothing. "Easy boy, there's nothing there!" I whispered, and he calmed down- a little. He was still growling when I led him to the garden. It was a special place for the two of us. He had the freedom to dig up the weeds I planted at the end of the patch- and usually I just watched him. This time around, though, I felt tired and Just returned to my room after releasing Redbeard to enjoy wallowing in the damp soil.
Once I told Gina to tell the others (including Nathan) that I didn't want to be disturbed, I laid down in my bed. Taking out my laptop, I listened to classical music (a favorite of mine) while researching. As my eyelids grew heavier and heavier, however, I fell fast asleep.
A/N:
Don't worry, Martin will appear next chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own Wild Kratts- just this fanfic and some of the OC's in it