Because I love the movie, I wanted to do an Isekaied story on one of my favorite childhood movies "Buzz Lightyear of start command: the adventure begins".

This will definitely be interesting, wouldn't you agree?

Please enjoy!!!

First and foremost, my name is Lucero Cariadus, or Lucy for short as I'm aware that my real name is a tongue twister.

No seriously, try saying it 12 times fast without stopping.

But anyways, I'm getting off track.

It was a dark and stormy night, cliche I know, I was just sitting in the living room just scrolling through the TV trying to figure out what to watch as I was kind of bored but at the same time feeling kind of down, trying to find something entertaining but I just couldn't figure out what to watch.

While the TV was new we had an old but still otherwise running perfectly fine player that played both VHS and DVDs, A rare thing you don't see any more these days as far as I'm aware.

Despite having so many channels there wasn't anything really good to watch, not even some of my favorite shows on the weather channel were on.

One of the things I absolutely hate more than failure was boredom especially if you mix it with slight depression.

"Lucero." Called the voice of Nana who happened to be a 45-year-old African American-Canadian wearing a sleeveless maid uniform yet had the muscles of a female bodybuilder, with smoking brown irises and jet black short curly hair.

"Yes Nana?" I asked, Happy to have some company around this time of night as everybody else was pretty much asleep as it was almost midnight.

"Can't sleep?" She stated more than asked.

"Yeah." I replied, she's known me for years so she could read me like a book.

"Were you able to get out of bed okay by yourself?" She asked me, equal parts concern and hopeful.

"Yeah, that hanging bar you placed made it easier for me to be able to maneuver myself into my chair without needing outside assistance." I explained in a soft smile.

"That's good to hear." She said in relief as she smiled back, "I know how much This means to you given everything that's happened."

"Yeah..." I said softly as I turned to the standing mirror that was attached to the wall beside me.

I was able to see myself, a shell of my former self, The cheerful rhythmic gymnast now a crippled girl who can't follow her dream anymore.

Still even after all this time a part of me still can't believe that the woman that was staring back at me was actually me.

The girl who had vibrant orange hair that reached above her shoulders, bright heterochromic crystal blue and lavender-purple eyes, light tan skin, wearing a white sleeveless turtleneck shirt, a brown belt and dark blue khaki jeans that reached where the lower half of her thines should be.

Missing both of her legs and her left arm, just grateful to still have her right as she was predominantly right-handed while she was a bit ambidextrous, or at least used to be, when it came to other subjects.

Still feels like none of this was real and yet I knew that all this was very real, everything I felt was real, everything that happened was real.

I still remember that day like it only happened yesterday even though it's been almost half a year now.

It was my college graduation, and I was ready to Make the next step in my life, Nana was there supporting me every step of the way as she and I have known each other ever since I was very little when my parents died in a tragic ship accident when they were out at sea on a vacation, she being the closest neighbor to my family as well as a dear friend of my parents she looked after me, becoming my surrogate Aunt .

It was near sunset and yet the festivities were underway, everything was going fine and as it should, as it was planned, it seems like nothing bad was going to happen then.

But I was wrong.

Right as I was giving the graduation speech as I have been selected to do so for that day, without any warning whatsoever The metallic raptors high above me suddenly snapped in half and fell on top of me, coming down not only hard and fast but crash down on me so hard that the wooden floor underneath my feet gave in like It were made of nothing but toothpicks as it formed a crater, I felt nothing but pain everywhere as I could do nothing but try and fight through the pain and the blurriness in my vision as I could barely hear everybody shouting and screaming around me, Three of my limbs were hurting but I couldn't tell which limbs they were as the pain was just too much, I could do nothing as everything went black.

When I came to I was laying in bed in the hospital all bandaged up around my head and around my chest and right arm, weirdly enough I couldn't feel my left arm or my legs, I recalled assuming that my limbs were just in case in some really heavy casts and I was under some really heavy drugs to suppress how bad the pain was having vaguely remembered feeling an insanely sharp and horrific pain within three of my limbs before everything went black.

I was alone in my room and it was what I could assume was the afternoon judging by the lighting in the sky from the window beside my bed on the left side.

Looking to my right I saw on the nightstand there were a handful of gifts, a handful being too sissy a word as there was practically a mountain of gifts and cards beside my bed.

I'm no stranger to getting gifts from my classmates and even occasionally from my teachers for my appreciated work and for my efforts, and while I never boast about it and never intended to ever, I was known as one of the most popular girls in school, though unlike most stereotypical folks in that category I was more humble and kinder than most, sure I could be a little cocky but I did know when to lay off of that.

Sometimes the gifts could be too much and I would usually give some of the extras to someone else which nobody minded as they knew that I love sharing things with others as to me sharing is caring, as one of the things my mother used to say years ago.

While some of the more.. Mature gifts I received I would discreetly tossed into the garbage as I was not that type of person to get into something like that, nor would I ever give that stuff to anybody... and Nana did not raise a fool whatsoever, she'd have my head if I brought any of that stuff home.

But for some reason this time these gifts were different, more in terms of how much more I received here as I would normally get a locker full of gifts, but this was definitely more than just a mere locker full, maybe three or four's worth.

Despite the soreness in my right arm I was thankful I will still be able to move it as I went to grab some of the cards on the stand.

I always took time to read the cards I would receive as my way of showing that I appreciate the effort they put into making these for me.

The first few of them were the usual kind of "get well soon" cards, The 5th one however was more handwritten as what I read left me confused.

"I'm so sorry for your lost, that accident shouldn't have happened, I'm so sorry. Please don't let this stop you from achieving other goals, Hope to hear from you soon.

-Joy T. Larrington."

'Whats she talking about??' I thought to myself as I decided to lay that one aside and go to the next one, only to be met with something similar or so, and before I knew it I was already going through at least a dozen or so cards that I was able to reach with my right hand, The more I read the more concerned I became as my confusion quickly turned into that.

"Don't lose heart, there are other people who have experienced something similar like this, and they've found ways around them. Contact me if you want to know more.

Your homeroom teacher,

Lydia Jane Harrelson."

"I'm so glad you did not die, I mean sure The end result from this is really going to stink very badly, but what's important is that you're alive and I'm grateful for that! Give me a holler when you want to hang out when you're able to.

-J.E."

"You're not alone in this I promise, if you ever need any help do not be afraid to ask me, you know of my own situation and yet I've managed to overcome the trials that I faced because of it, call me if you need anything.

-Will Irene Cheddington."

"So much for going to the national tournaments huh? But don't worry, I'll continue our dream for us, sure it's definitely not going to be the same, but I promise that I'll do it for us, of what could have been. If you ever get lonely you know my number.

-Leticia Jayden II."

"I am so truly sorry about what happened, I thought for sure my staff made sure that everything was as it's supposed to be, that nothing was going to break or fall apart, but seems like I was wrong, no words can describe my guilt, especially in what it resulted in, I understand if you might be upset and I take full responsibility for everything, you don't even have to worry about the hospital bill, I'm paying for everything so all you need to worry about is recovering, I can only hope that whatever happens after this will be fruitful for you. If you decide to file a lawsuit I'll understand and I'll comply in court. My number is written on here If you want to call me.

Kind regards,

Principal Abraham Y.J. willington the 4th."

Even my biggest rival (and occasional bully) in rhythmic gymnastics wrote a genuine card for me which read:

"As hard as it is to believe, I really am sorry, no words can describe how horrified I was when I witnessed this happened, I promise you I wasn't even involved in any of this, I was just as horrified as everybody else, I outright fainted when I saw what became of you. Look despite our rivalry and some of my nasty pranks towards you even I would never sink this low to hurt you in such a manner, this shouldn't have happened, and I actually know what it's like to know somebody dear who has a disability of this caliber, hence why I never made fun of or ever picked on anyone who had such a case like this, my uncle would ground me for life and spank me into next week if I ever did. I never told you this but secretly I've always admired you, you never gave up even when times got really rough, even when I was being harsh towards you, you never stop moving forward, you're always willing to lend a hand even to those who were having it rough and worse compared to you, and you always took the time to help others no matter what, I even secretly ate the cookies you sometimes brought every other Sunday for everyone and I absolutely love your recipe but I was just way too stubborn to admit it out loud.

I was even looking forward to facing you in the Nationals after we graduated, but now with this that has happened? Our more or less bitter rivalry towards the other, more me towards you, it's just absolutely worthless, there can no longer be a competition between us, and I just feel awful that we never got to really settle the score and we will never get to ever again.

It's definitely not going to be the same without you. While you may have never known it, you've always indirectly pushed me to do better, to work harder, just stride with all of my might to achieve my own dream.

And for that, whether you know if this or not, I want to say thank you for your inspiration.

If you ever want to talk, my number is on this card, until next time please take care.

-Sally Mariana Starling."

No words could describe my own bafflement and slow but surely growing fear that I felt the more and more I read and reread the cards that I had received.

'Why is everybody talking about?!' I thought to myself as it was then that I noticed something was off.

I wasn't able to see the ends of my feet underneath the blanket, while I was covered by a very heavy blanket, I still wasn't able to see the bumps where my feet should have been, I couldn't even see the lump where my left arm should have been.

I could practically feel my heart pounding fast not only in my chest but in my head as a thought struck me but I desperately didn't want to believe it as I tried very hard to kill it as I forcefully yanked the blanket off of me with all the force I could possibly put into my right hand In my injured state only to be met with a horrifying sight.

My left arm from the top half of my upper arm down was gone and was heavily patched up and bandages and my legs from the top half of my thighs down were completely gone were too completely wrapped in bandages.

My legs and my left arm were gone... That's why I wasn't able to feel anything from these three, That's why the cards said what they said... My dreams of being a rhythmic gymnast are over, I can't dance anymore, I can't run anymore even if I wanted to... Three of my limbs were gone, three of my limbs were gone, Three of my limbs were gone!!!

I was thinking that over and over again as I burst into tears right then and there and cried my hard out, unable to turn to any side as I covered my eyes with my right arm as I just could not stop my tears, no words could even describe how I was feeling and how heartbroken and devastated I was.

I was vaguely aware of the door having burst open and finding Nana right by my side trying to comfort me along with the doctors, but there wasn't anything anybody could do to make it better, there was just no other way around it, my career and practically my life was over.

Nana was crying right beside me, repeatedly apologizing, yet I could barely understand what she was saying amidst my own tears and wailing.

According to the doctors it was only a huge blessing that despite how bad the incident was neither my spine nor my right arm were horribly damaged in any manner, Not even my head was caved in although I did face a good bit of head trauma and a couple of scratches there, although the same cannot be said for my other three limbs as apparently the crash happened in such a way that My left arm and both of my legs were impaled by the wood and metal in such a manner that the doctors Just couldn't do anything to save them as the damage was far too significant to try and repair so they had no choice but to amputate, if they didn't do it then it would have been worse. It was another blessing also that I hadn't died of blood loss due to how much I bled out from there.

If it weren't for Nana keeping track of time for me, I would have lost all sense of time altogether, through my recovery period I did nothing but sleep (a wasted effort in trying to believe that all this was just a dream and that once I woke up everything would be back to normal but I knew that it would never come to be), the times I couldn't sleep I tried to indulge myself in watching TV, of anything that wasn't relating to sports, I hardly ate yet I force myself to eat as much as I could (Even if a part of me felt sick doing so) as even I was aware in my state that starving the death wasn't going to make things better (This dad told me from something he experienced a while back) even if I did feel bad afterward, I even got desperate for any kind of distraction to the point that I actually called the numbers on the cards so I can talk to the people who were giving me their support and even got visited by them as they were able to help get my mind off of things (If only for however long they were able to stay until visiting hours were over or until they had to leave for other businesses), being absolutely careful and diligent to not bring up my situation which I appreciated.

I did everything I could to hide how upset I was, it practically killed me when I was doing everything I could to genuinely encourage Leticia and Sally to continue with their own dreams and to not worry about me, that I would be fine... Even though on the inside I wasn't, from the stands I would be cheering them on... even if it's hurt... Even if it felt like I was dying on the inside.

Only Nana knew that I was hiding behind a mask and only she knew how I actually felt as she visited me every single day, and was there to lend a shoulder for me to cry on as at times it just became too much for me to try and bear.

I can even see it in her eyes that she wanted more than anything to take away my pain and somehow give me back my limbs, but I know that wasn't possible, while there were prosthetics they weren't very good ones (Not like the kind I would usually see on cartoons, shows, Anime and movies) and let's not forget that we weren't a wealthy family so chances of getting any form of prosthetics was out of the question anyways, and you can forget about physical rehabilitation aside from making sure my right arm was still doing okay, it honestly would have been worse if I had been quadriplegic, but my state of being practically feels like I am even though I could still move the rest of my body perfectly fine.

It was only thanks to the therapist I've been seeing helping me to be able to be honest with myself, help me with coping through all of this, that I was able to more or less stop hiding behind a mask and tell how I really felt towards people.

Thankfully everybody was understanding, giving me the space I needed and promised to always support me from a distance, and if there was anything they could do to help then they would be more than willing to assist however they could, which I appreciated.

I'm just grateful I hadn't become suicidal, if I didn't have Nana then I probably would have ended it right then and there, Not intentionally though as I'm not that desperate although a part of me believes that I probably would have tried down a whole bottle of painkillers to try and drown out all the pain I was feeling physically and otherwise only to end up dying from an overdose.

There's only so much painkillers can do, they are not a cure-all, and they most certainly will not make anything better by downing a whole bottle in one sitting. Not to mention that suicide was for cowards, and I didn't want to appear as one either.

Still as a result of everything I had to get around on a wheelchair, which was actually a gift from the principal and the staff themselves to make things easier for me as mine was an electronic one that could easily be controlled by a joystick and with some neat bells and whistles to it to make life a little bit easier on my end, which I really appreciated as I made sure to send them all gift cards and boxes of chocolate to say thank you.

I was still hurting but it was becoming manageable, as soon as the doctors deemed me worthy of leaving the hospital, I was brought back home, not sure what else to do.

While I was away at college, Nana had turned our home into a bit of a shared home with other people who were having it rough, and they were very understanding of my situation and knew a ton of ways on how to help keep my chin up, but making sure that they didn't cuddle me in a way that would make me feel trapped, which I was grateful for.

So here I am almost half a year later, sitting in our home, which mine you was actually pretty large and super spacious with plenty of rooms so we can easily have people stay with us, so it wasn't just the two of us, thankfully now rid of my bandages but nonetheless had special Super breathable sleeves of sorts in order to keep the areas covered as They were still a touch sensitive to a few things, And if pain started shooting though those areas from something.

I'm still unsure what to do with my life now, but Nana said I didn't have to rush as I could easily take my time, I was glad although I nonetheless felt like a lazy pile of potatoes, I know I have to find something to fill the void where my old dream was, but I just didn't know what, there was an option of being a novelist but I'm not good at writing stories, the only thing I was good at was writing in journal entries as I've been keeping track of everything from writing in journals especially when times got really rough which I wrote in a separate journal all together.

I want to find a way to somehow pay Nana back for everything she's done for me especially through these horrible times I've been through this year.

How? I still don't know yet, and that only made me feel worse.

"Do you want to watch a movie? It might help." Nana suggested that as it made me snap out of my thoughts as I turned back to her.

It probably wouldn't hurt to watch a movie or two, it might help me get tired and finally get to sleep so I nodded and said, "Sure."

"Great!" She cheered as she went to the cabinet underneath the TV opening it revealing a shelf full of DVDs and a shelf full of CDs and cassette tapes, and at the bottom shelf there was a line of VHS movies that I hadn't touched in 4 years.

"Got any preferences?" She asked me, To which I shook my head no as I then told her, "Surprise me."

Which she did as after looking through the choices for a little bit and eventually grabbed one of the VHS movies, pulling it out and showed it to me, which was none other than one of my all-time favorite movies.

Buzz Lightyear of Star command: The adventure begins!

I had to cover my mouth to keep myself from squealing out loud as I nodded vigorously telling her yes, to which she giggled before closing the cabinet and got the TV and the players set up so we could watch the movie.

I've been a fan of this movie since I was a kid, while the toy story movies were never really of my interest, this movie on the other hand did, Especially as it was one of the few movies that really got me started getting interested in space related franchises, like Lilo and Stitch, Orbital Children and Astra Lost in Space, to name a few.

I've seen that movie so many times that I practically memorize every line the characters say by heart, I knew the plot front and back, and even just rewatching the movie really brought back the childhood nostalgia that I always treasured.

While I am aware of that there is a TV show that happened after the movie, I never got down to watching it, okay not exactly true as I have actually seen a couple of episodes but I haven't seen the entire show as a whole yet as I was quite mainly focused on keeping my attention on my studies and academics in my school years, especially in college so I never had time to get down to watching the show properly.

On that note it probably might be a good idea to get down to doing it now that I have so much free time on my hands, I'll get to it in the morning but for now I want to focus on watching this awesome movie.

Although to be honest, I like Buzz's voice actor from the movie more than the voice actor for the show, don't get me wrong I don't have anything against the voice actor as it was nice but I prefer the classic voice from the movie itself.

I was startled out of my thoughts as the sound of thunder could be heard, quite loudly in fact as I looked at the window, only to see the rain that I've been ignoring now becoming noticeably louder as the wind outside seem to be blowing a little more fiercely, lightning starting to flashing almost in a vicious manner.

'... Uhh, is it just me or did that lightning look like it had a tiny, tiny, tiniest hint of a lavender coloring to it??' I thought to myself rather confused although the lightning was happening so fast that I wasn't able to really get a good glimpse to analyze.

"Wow that storms getting worse outside." Nana remarked after whistling, "I just hope that the storm won't get bad enough that it takes out the power, Not only would it make us unable to watch the movie but also make it really hard for you to try and get back to your room in the dark."

"Yeah..." I replied.

Word to the wise everybody, never and I mean absolutely never try to navigate your way through the dark on a wheelchair, especially in a electronic one like mine, trust me when I say it's not pretty as I learned the hard way, I'm just grateful that last time I didn't accidentally break anything on my wheelchair, let alone end up with any broken bones from it. For the sake of your safety and health and that of others, don't try it, even if you are in a rush and need to get somewhere really fast, don't do it unless you want to accidentally hurt or kill somebody or yourself or both.

I'm just grateful that when it happened that the stitching for where my three limbs used to be had already healed, otherwise it would have been worse.

"And done!" Nana cheered in victory as she got the TV and the player set up before handing me the remote as she quickly went into the kitchen to grab some snacks so that we could eat while watching the movie together.

This brought back old memories as (before my college days) every other Thursday we used to have movie nights, whether rewatching old movies or watching new ones we've never seen before, going in completely blind to see what we will experience.

Due to years of experience, she was back in under a minute with all the snacks required to make this experience a more nostalgic one.

Once she was seated next to me on the couch beside me I pushed the play button, ready to watch.

But, little did I know right at that moment that my life was about to change forever as, the exact moment that I pushed the play button was when a bolt of lightning had seemed to have struck the house causing the TV to short circuit, but not normally for instead in such a way that became very concerning, almost like it was going to blow up, only it didn't but instead it started shooting out white and the-palest-lavender-I've-ever-seen lightning before a portal began to form as the very moment it became about a bit bigger then a clown car did it start sucking us in.

We tried to hang on, but it was hopeless, Especially due to my state, I couldn't hang on, even when Nana grabbed me trying to keep me from being pulled in she herself couldn't hold on as eventually the force of the suction was so strong that a part of the couch she was hanging on was starting to crack until it eventually broke off.

We could do nothing but scream helplessly as we got pulled in, as soon as we entered the portal everything went black.

Fun fact, I actually did used to have a player that could play both DVD and VHS tapes, I had that for almost two decades give or take until eventually I knew that it had to be tossed as even though the DVD part was still working there were a few bugs that were going on with it.

Have you guys ever had a kind of device like that growing up or still do? Please tell me in the reviews if you had, I would be interested in hearing about it.

What do you think of the story so far guys? Stay tuned for the next chapter.

Until next time, TTFN!!