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I blinked at Tipu. This must be a dream. Yea, that would make sense. Right? I didn't die. And I don't have a cat talking to me right now…

I pinched myself to make sure. It hurt.

Okay, this is too much.

I opened my mouth to speak but making no sounds. Wow. I must look like a fish with my mouth gaping like it is.

"It's okay." Tipu sat down on his hunches, moving his front paws up and down in a calming manner.

"This is absolutely not okay. Why are you speaking? Why is there a giant head? Where the hell am I?" Finding my voice again only ask too many questions at once.

Tipu continued his motion till sighing as I bombarded him with questions.

"Care to explain Ugo?" He turned to the giant head on the other side of him.

I turned to it, I guess I should call it Ugo, as the giant head was being lifted by the white globs, "You are being given a second chance at life, I suppose."

"Why?" I questioned honestly. Why me? Did this happen to everybody or was I the only one that was chosen to be disrupted from a peaceful departure?

Ugo looked at Tipu for a moment before continuing, "There is a world apart from yours that needs your help actually," He hesitated for a moment before continuing, "You could play a crucial part if you so desired."

I nodded in slight understanding. Why couldn't I save my own world? You know, the one with my sister in it?

As if reading my thoughts, Ugo commented, "Your sister will save your world. You must save this one." I blinked as my eyebrows scrunched up in confusion.

"You can see her progress if you agree?" Ugo bribed.

I didn't need a bribe. I was getting another chance at living. Who wasn't going to take that?

"How?" I asked in curiousity.

Tipu spoke up this time, "You will be like me," he said simply, blinking at me with his multi-colored eyes. Realization dawning upon me, ohhhh.

"So that's how you got us here. I didn't think that that old Indian legend was true." Tipu shrugged, "There is always a little truth in a legend."

I nodded.

"So," I turned to Ugo, "Why does this world need help from me?"

Ugo went into detail about Alma Torran, about how the world was created, how he got here, everything. Even Tipu was from Alma Torran, an ancient species of cat that was able to talk, like many other intelligent animals from that time period. I nodded in understanding, trying to process everything. Still suspicious if this was a dream.

I asked how I was going to get there, where would I be, and was I going to remember any of this?

Ugo looked at Tipu who seemed bored of the conversation as his tail flicked bitterly, "Me, of course," he spoke out. I nodded before he continued, "As where you will be, I am unsure as the Rukh will flow whichever way it pleased. And of course, you'll remember this. How else are you supposed to remember that you have to save the world through that thick skull of yours?" I clenched a jaw, maybe this is why cats have a bad rap.

"Well, I guess that's that." Ugo smiled softly, a sort of loneness entering his eyes, "I wish you guys could stay longer but I guess this is goodbye for now."

Tipu nodded in understanding why I was poking a white glob, surprised to find that it was buoyant and pushed my finger back. With a slight hiss at me, Tipu pounced, head butting me in the back as we entered what they called 'The Great Flow'.

I opened my eyes, a scream sounding from my small form as I was held by large hands. I blinked before the figure cooing at me, was I just born?

What the hell, I assumed I was going to be an adult.

I looked at the corner of my eye, spotting Tipu at the window sill. I hate you. I glared as I tried to wiggle my arms. Enticing more coos from the people carrying me, I guess my parents?

My mother softly placed her hands on my face, gentling rubbing my wrinkled face from my anger. "Shhhh, little one." Her voice was gentle as I focused solely on her, eyes widen, "My little miracle baby."

Later I guess she called me a miracle baby because of her multiple miscarriages and her doctors telling her she was infertile. Probably some of the worst news that a hopeful woman could get.

I blinked my multi-colored eyes as she kissed my forehead.

I guess my multi-colored eyes were both a blessing and a curse. It brought attention to myself, making me shy, as people stared at my oddly colored eyes and different colored hair, which was white. Yep. I was sure an odd looking child. Though, I was grateful my mother loved me nevertheless. It certainly was a change in pace from my past life. Speaking of which, Tipu taught me how to use my sight to see my old world. I often spent my free time watching her, she became an influential doctor that quickly became a politician with a child to top it off. I smiled each time I saw her, though I tired quickly for using it for a few moments.

Tipu explained this was because of my low quantity of Rukh. Explaining further that Rukh was my life force, and to use it was like playing between life and death. I shrugged, I learned from my past life that everything in life was like that. You could literally die from anything. Resulting in me not caring about riding my motorcycle or dying on that fateful day.

I grew quicker than I expected, I guess time passed fast when you tried spending most of it in your old world.

My mother's kind face greeted me as I entered the house we lived in, being moderate merchants we were slowly climbing our ranks through Parthevia, the center of trading.

Her dark brown hair tied into a simple bun with a few strands of hair falling beside her face. She was beautiful. Even in her aging form, she remained young.

"Hello, my little miracle." She smiled, gripping my face with both hands, placing both her thumbs along my two stripes just underneath my eyes, promptly placing kiss on my forehead.

My father soon came from behind her, gripping onto her waist smiling at me as well. I looked at both of them in confusion. What were they thinking? This was beginning to get creepy as they both continued to stare.

I opened my mouth to speak till my father broke the silence, "Sharon," he continued to smile as I shifted under the new name they gave me after the rose garden in Palestine, I looked at him deadbeat before he coughed into his hand, "Sage," He continued after I told them to call me by my nickname, "We are going to move!" Both of my parents raised their arms while shaking their hands in a sort of bedazzled way.

"Where?" I simply asked, clearly not as thrilled.

"To Sindria," Mother patted my father's shoulder, "It's a new country in the South, your father and I believe that it is going to be one of the biggest trading centers in the world! It's like destiny is pulling us there!" She seemed like she was going to jump out of her skin.

"Although it is led by a young man, not much older than yourself…" He grumbled off the last part, probably rethinking his choices.

"Oh, it's going to be our own little adventure!" My mother jumped up and down still, clapping her hands, she often read Sinbad's Adventures to me before bed. "Maybe you'll even be able to make a couple of friends!" Eyeing me.

I puffed out my cheeks, pouting. I knew without her pointing out that I had no friends. They feared me for obvious reasons. I was different looking, my multi-colored eyes prominent against my wavy white hair that was long enough to reach my lower back and my two stripes underneath my eyes.

Ignoring my sour mood, mother still chirped happily beside my father who reminded me of an old man with his graying black hair and bread that was growing longer as I got older, a thin line of reddish skin fading underneath his eyes that went across his face. I always wondered how I got my white hair. Mother always said that it was because she was stressed that I wouldn't make it, giving me my bright locks of snow.

I shrugged it off, instead blaming a certain blue head making me look like a main character. Well, I guess he did place me in that role…

Mumbling about stupid blue heads, I guess my small family decided to tell me late within their plan as we were packing that day. My belongings mainly consisting of books and a few clothes that I would be needing for the ship ride to Sindria.

I patted my shoulder for Tipu to climb onto. He ignored me, resulting in the tick that appeared on my forehead. I picked him up by his scruff as I puffed out my cheeks, holding him to my face, "Stop being so stubborn. I am here because of you." I hissed at him as he glared at me through his slits.

Tipu became a present to me for my second birthday, a present that my parents said would give me a friend. Someone that looked oddly similar to me. The irony.

"I don't like water. Why the hell would I want to go in the middle of the ocean?" Tipu hissed back, moving his front paws to push at my face. I held him further from my face, still holding him by his scruff so he couldn't get away.

I smiled evilly, "My, it would be a shame if something were to happen?" I narrowed my eyes at him while he glared fully at me. I pulled him close to my still small form, holding onto his body from underneath his armpits and hugging him to my chest as other people begun to move my things from the dock towards the ship. I walked onto the plank, adjusting my balance a little as I hadn't expected it to wobble underneath my feet. Tipu's claws digging into my skin, I clenched a jaw before I hugged him tighter till he released his claws.

The ship wasn't as bad as I thought it was going to be. The seas were gentle and the winds fair. I stood on my tippy toes to lean forward towards the wonders of the sea. I never seen the sea before, this life or my past.

A small hiccup caught my attention towards a certain cat. His head was over the lower part of the railing, barfing. I snickered behind my hand as I stared at his pathetic form. It was weird that this cat had the power to travel between worlds yet got sea sick. Well, everyone has their weaknesses.

I continued to stare out to the sea before a man above me glanced up from his work before yelling out, "LAND-HOOO," taking that as a cue, a few more men yelled it out as well, notifying everybody on the ship.

I stared, squinting in the distance, a small dot on the edge of the sea. "That's it?" I questioned, "That's the 'great kingdom' of Sindria?" I was surprised. For some reason I wasn't expecting it to be an actual island, when I think of a kingdom I imagined an actual land mass for miles. Not a scrappy piece of dirt floating upon the sea.

I soon found out how wrong I was. I guess appearances do lie. Sindria seemed smaller further away…

It was busy, however. Even where we docked off at, there were people mingling around selling products. I mean, it was absolutely bustling everywhere. So, this is what they call a merchant's country. I stuck my nose up in the air as something sweet floating its way towards me. As soon as we placed the plank down… I would go to find it. I mean, I was absolutely starved, and that aroma is enticing.

Tipu attempted to beat me to being the first one off. I grabbed him by the scruff as he yelled, "NOOO," I deadpanned him, like really, it wasn't that hard to stay a couple more seconds for your master to get off as well, is it?

I skipped calmly, with a white cat in my iron grip.

I stared upwards at the tall people mingling around, staying near the dock per my mother's request. Tipu finally stopped wiggling within my arms and relaxed, taking in the new sights as well.

Within the crowd I noticed red hair. Huh. That's unusual. I remarked as he turned my way. I panicked internally as he noticed my staring. He had to be about my age, around ten… though he was far away, I could see his muscles from where I stood, flexing with the way the light shone. I looked down, flushing a little bit as I puffed my cheeks out. This is a… different feeling.

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Tipu looked up at me, smirking, "Are you blushing?"

"No!" I stared back down at him, glaring.

"You sure~" He promptly poked my puffed out cheeks with a paw from where I held him.

"Yes!" I barked back at my stupid cat. Why would I be blushing over someone I don't even know? I looked up once more to notice the boy was gone.

Tipu's eyes followed mine to remark, "Oh, what a shame. Maybe he could've been your first friend?" Tipu continued his smirking before wiggling out of my arms, bounding away.

"Damn cat, get back here!" I waved around my arms as I weaved between people yelling for him. Some people moved out of my way, noting the anger in my tone.

"Now where the hell did you led me to?" I mumbled out loud as I entered the calmer part of Sindria, where there was less business, more of a common rural area. I glanced side to side before a loud meow sounded and a flicker of a tail from the corner of my eye was caught.

The side of my mouth twitched upwards, now I got him. I raced into the alley he disappeared into. I got you now, you sly cat.

I sneered inwardly. At least, until I hit something hard. Or, rather someone. He turned around halfway with Tipu in his arms, purring to his delight.

His red hair seemed familiar…

"I-I… umm," I stumbled across my words as I looked him up and down. He was just simply huge. The hell? How is this fair? He looked my age yet stood the height of an adult already. Stupid short body.

My words failed me as I pointed towards the cat. He stood there for a second, looking between me and the cat with his red eyes before turning his body back to how I found it and started to walk.

…Huh?

"W-Wait!" I yelled after him, "That's my cat!"

With that he started to run, Tipu in tow. I started running after him, "Theft!" I panicked, watching him getting smaller in the distance. What is he even made of? How can someone possible go that fast? I started to pant, my sides burning. Man, I was out of shape. My track coach would be disappointed.

My stomach was about to murder me, I swear, as I stood in front of what I assumed what the palace was, to catch my breath. I looked around for that damn monstrous red head. I soon found him standing calmly with Tipu still within his hold. I stomped my way towards him, grinding my heel into the ground. I pulled on his arm to turn him around fully, facing me as he looked down with an expressionless face.

"My cat. Now." I demanded Tipu, the guy turned his back, ignoring me which fumed my anger more. I was rearing my arm to punch him before a hand appeared on my reared back fist. I turned slightly, eyebrow twitching in annoyance, facing someone who looked a few years older than myself but still about the same height as the one with my cat.

"Is there a problem miss?" His smile widened, as his golden eyes took me in, downwards going up. His purple hair swayed as his eyes stopped at mine, widening a little before commenting, "You have the most beautiful eyes…" I raised an eyebrow, no one had ever said that before. He seemed to have noticed what he said before waving his hands in front of him, trying to clear away the words, before gaining back his smolder, must use that on everyone that he meets.

I shrugged it off before facing the redhead, pointing an accusing finger, "This guy stole my cat!"

The purple haired guy faced the redhead, "Masrur, why would you want her cat?"

Masrur looked between the purple hair boy and myself before whispering something to him. He laughed before saying something back to Masrur who nodded intently in agreement. They continued at their whispered conversation as I stood there, getting angrier by the second.

I grinded my teeth before speaking through tightened lips, "Care to enlighten me about your conversation?" I forced out.

The purple haired guy came forward, "He thought you were forcing the cat to be with you, Masrur here is actually quite fond of animals…" He faded off as he continued to stare within my eyes. At first I took it as a compliment, now this is just creepy.

"Well he is just stubborn and doesn't like the water." I tried to explain.

"Oh, well…" The guy turned towards Masrur, "Give her cat back." He ushered him towards me, invitingly.

I stared, wondering what Masrur was going to do. Stiffly, he handed back Tipu, mumbling something underneath his breath about a king. Wait, king?

I turned towards the purple haired guy, noticing for the first time his array of jewelry.

"Um, who are you?" I asked the golden-eyed guy curiously.

Rubbing the back of his head, not looking me in the eye, he smiled, looking back up, "I'm Sinbad."

I stared blankly for a few seconds until it all registered in.

That Sinbad was standing in front of me. The king of Sindria, the country was literally named after him. The one my own mother fonds over as she reads Sinbad's Adventure books?

"EHHHH?" Was all that came out as I stared at the king.

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