Waking up can really suck sometimes.

This is defiantly one of those times.

I felt like someone hit me in the face with a brick. It wasn't the sharp pain of getting injured, fortunately, but the dull throb of your face telling you not to go headbutt walls, or in this case stand naked over pretty girls, with dainty arms, who can apparently bench-press a truck.

Okay maybe she didn't hit me that hard, but it damn well felt like it.

I tried to get up however I suddenly felt a very boot-like pressure on my chest, and sharp pressing against my neck. "Someone is awake I see" said a feminine voice, dripping pleasantly with acid.

I tried to forced my eyes to squint open. Well, my right one, the left one seemed to be badly swollen, and was politely refusing to get with the program. And above me a saw the girl who had recently knocked my ass out cold. Her boot was planted on my chest, and she had a knife held up to my throat. 'Wait that last one is very bad, I should probably address that..'

"Umm, good morning?" I asked tentatively able to make out that it was a good deal brighter than last time I saw her. The utility knife gets pushed slightly harder, okay no joking with the angry pretty marine lady.

"Good afternoon" she corrected pleasantly in a way that said a lot about her feelings about me at this moment. Feelings involving a battery, and a pair of jumper cables. "G-Good afternoon then. Umm may I ask you a question?" She continued smiling, and nodded "Okay, um, why do you have a knife to my throat"

I feel its good to directly address problems when dealing with others, beating around the bush can make things worse.

"So glad you asked. Let me answer it with another question. One minute I'm bleeding out in a trench while defending my Overlord, the next thing I know I'm in tremendous agony. Oh, and keep in mind, when I say agony, I've lost an arm, and had my legs completely crushed before."

'She got better apparently...'

"Once said agony passed, I wake up to find a naked pervert standing over my body. Care to explain what happened?"

'Man I am so fucked. Well lets go with plan A then: Be as honest and direct as possible.'

"Eer well If I had to guess, I'd say you passed out in said trench, and then got...summoned? By some idiot who had no clue what the hell he was doing, umm He summoned you but was surprised so he stopped half way, and then he realized you where in pain because of it he moved to do whatever he could hoping if he pumped enough energy it would finish...whatever it was that brought you here..Umm he may have been naked because he didn't where he could get cloths, wasn't expecting company, and sorta forgot?"

She looked a bit shocked and the knife moved away 'Yay!' However that didn't last long as she put the knife back in place 'Damn it!'

"What the hell do you mean summoned? Explain!" she ordered.

"Umm well" she pushed the knife a bit harder just breaking the skin.

'Cut that out you psycho chick!... Eer that was a very unfortunate choice of words. Hmm, I think ill demote her from cute-blue-haired-elf-girl, to psycho-chick-with-knife. At this point the best we can hope for at this point, is for her to be be upgraded to the cute psycho chick with knife i- '

The knife pressing against some portion of my neck I'm sure was importance broke my mental attempt to run away and lured a hurried response out of me.

"I-was-messing-with-this-energy-I-found-I-had-and-was-trying-to-make-it-do-something-but-i-got-frustrated-and-it-went-into-a-tree-and-suddenly-you-replaced-it-please-dont-kill-me" I said as quickly as possible

She blinked. Then again, before taking the pressure off as I took a breath I hadn't realized I was putting off.

"Okay, once again but slower" she said, surprisingly less angry.

"I was messing with this weird energy I found and was trying to learn how to manipulate it to see if I could use it, and it went into a tree and all of a sudden you popped in and took its place. Eer, please don't kill me?"

I would say I have a lot of pride as a person, However I feel begging for your life is one of those things that should be an option for everyone. I also feel that if someone is begging for their life you should let them keep it if at all possible. I seriously hope she shares the sentiment.

For a while she just glared as if she was sizing me up before taking off the pressure once more

"...If you're lying..If you brought me here just to 'have some fun' before you got rid of me again, I WILL kill you" she said glaring daggers. 'Heh, daggers.'

'Wait. She though I was...WHAT THE HELL?!'

It honestly hadn't even occurred to me, I had been thinking she thought I was some kind of flasher or something. It's definitely not the first place my mind goes. How often do you think of setting some random persons apartment on fire while they are asleep?

But now that she said it hit me how bad this looked from her perspective. If I thought another guy was pulling that kind of shit, I'd not only be all for her current attitude, I'd also likely be in favor of a mandatory beating just on general principle.

'Okay she is getting upgraded back to the cute blue haired girl again,...well, cute/scary army girl.'

I looked at her straight in the eyes and nodded "I've got no problem with that" She seemed to be checking for sincerity which was fortunate as I was telling the truth, and she seemed confident she would spot me lying if I was. One more moment passed before she sighed, and finally put away her utility knife, and she took her boot off of me.

Upon seeing tiny steel spikes on the bottom of the souls, It took a moment to realize the only reason they didn't put me in a LOT of pain was she had been grinding them into the sphere in my chest. Apparently they are made of pretty stern stuff as they didn't even have a scratch. Its nice to know the likely brittle substance my body is made out of at least has a decent threshold before they start breaking down.

I started to get back up before she pushed me back down. "What do you think your doing?"

"Umm getting up?"

"I think your forgetting a something" she looked at me irritatedly.

It took me a moment. "It's because I'm naked?"

'Heh, man I'm suave'

I could feel her eye twitch, though her eyes didn't actually do so. "Yes. Because your naked."

You might think I should be getting extremely embarrassed or something about all this, but recall earlier that I made my body seemed based upon how I mentally thought my body should be. Do you think anyone who's body was shaped by their subconscious views and desire would have anything resemble what they would consider physical imperfections? I'll give you a hint. No.

Oh granted its not perfect, I think I still have my nose that is just a tad on the large side. But if I didn't have it I wouldn't look quite like me. It is however the ideallic version of said schnoz .

Its also of note that once you've already been exposed and if you have no real source of insecurities, nudity surprisingly not that embarrassing. Though I can easily understand her not wanting to have to walk around with a naked stranger.

Down sides of the afterlife (so far): Everything is weird, I have no clue what the fuck is going on, and I've already almost died, again. Once. Upsides: Body-of-a-Greek-God and cool powers. So far I'm breaking even. Wait forgot got hit in the face by Ms. Cute-Army-Girl . Okay so far, I'm a bit in the negative.

Going back to my current problems however. I asked, "So do you have any ideas for that?"

She huffed, "Your the one with the summoning powers, just use some Spiritual Power and will it into clothing."

"Shove energy, will it into clothing, Got it. Umm, Spirit is the blue glowey stuff I can see if I focus right"

She paused eyeballed my face for a moment, where I attempted to assume the look of a innocent lost puppy. Not sure how effective it is but I suspect my honestly not knowing, coupled with the shiner, she added, doesn't hurt. Finally eventually broke,with a grumbling sigh. "Yes, spirit is the..glowy stuff."

I found my core once again, which apparently held my "spiritual energy" or whatever it was, and I thought what happened last time.

'Okay so before everything went to shit I was trying to figure out how this worked and I was shoving the blu..Spirit. ' I mentally corrected myself,

'The Spiritual Power while wishing I had someone to talk to, or something like that.' Maybe I need to put it in the form of a wish?'

I pulled my Spirit together and pushed it into the earth once again, I heard a vague buzzing from outside but ignored it for now. Concentrating on the energy in the earth I thought ' I wish I had clothing' I added a quick mental image of what I thought would be comfortable.

A miniscule amount of it disappeared into a few rocks and the rest just sat there in the ground. Unsure what to do I simply tried to pull it back. It didn't seem to want too but I eventually got it to return.

Only now did I notice that the amount of energy I had to manipulate seemed to be a lot smaller than before my little SNAFU with military girl. 'Wow. Okay, note to self, ask only person you've met in who knows how long what her name is.'

As I came too a familiar, lovely voice greeted me.

"WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?!"