Chapter 1: Rebirth, Motherfu…

I was contemplating suicide. The reason being… my life hasn't been swell. I have lost everything that mattered. After I married I had lost control of my life, spiraled into a rabbit-hole that squeezed every bit of my freedom and converted into "family time". But that was preferable to what happened next. It was a tragic accident where no one was to blame. No one to take responsibility. It was just a natural disaster, at least for me. My wife, who was pregnant with my child, died… leaving me alone and unsure of what to do next.

Although she was the one who wore the pants in the household, I always loved her. Even when she barred me from meeting my friends, calling them "lizards" and cursing them every time she spoke of them. She had apparently saved me from them. For some time I thought she did wrong by me, but truth was, she was right. As she always was. Without her interfering, I might've been in jail.

It's not like she made me isolate myself completely. She introduced me to my new friends, who were a hell of a lot better to hang out with. I owe her a lot. Though my freedom was still limited. Not because of her, but because of my sense of responsibility. Because of my love for my new family that was her and our unborn child.

After losing her, I lost my way along with my right leg. I tried to pick up the pieces and live my life how she would've wanted, but without her love, her guidance, I was lost.

Many unfortunate events after that led me to this cliff-edge overlooking the sea. I was about to end it all. Psyching myself up to take the leap. I was trying so hard to build up the courage to just do it. Even after an hour of agonizing over this final decision, I couldn't do it. That's when it happened. A tear in space opened up behind me on the cliff-edge. It was a spiral, similar to a cyclone with its eye being a black void. Curiously, it also had a bright white tube-like structure in the middle.

Of course I didn't have time to observe it thoroughly as I was trying to not get sucked by the current of air that was pulling me into the void. I was holding on to dear life by grabbing a jutting boulder from the ground. Kind of ironic how I would want to live when I was thinking of ending it all moments before.

My hands were starting to sweat and my grip was weakening. I was being desperate so I dug my nails into the rock. Though, the rock didn't allow me to do so and as a result my hands slipped. The air current carried me to the void in a split second and the tear in the space closed.

For the world, this was the day when Javed Rehmani died of supernatural causes, without even a body being discovered.

I opened my eyes to find myself going at incredible speeds in a narrow yet spacious enough tube made of, what I assumed, to be pure white light. It was a straight path for me. The only reason for me to assume that I was going at incredible speeds was because my body was feeling the G-forces acting on it. I had once had the good fortune at flying a fighter jet and do cool tricks, though I was only the co-pilot. The G-forces then are nothing compared to this blood-curdling acceleration. Yet somehow I was conscious. Neither was I dying. It baffled me. I was close to lose consciousness in the fighter jet whenever it ascended suddenly, yet this greater force didn't harm me.

For a while, I kept to my path in a straight-line. This has been my fate for I don't how many minutes. Was even minutes? Maybe it had been hours? I didn't know. Suddenly the path curved. I don't know if it was meant to be curved or not. But when I slammed at the apex of the curve I felt a heavier crushing force. I was in pain. So much so that even if my body wasn't being damaged I was about to die from the feedback alone. And the force kept increasing. To the point where cracks started to appear in the tube.

With a chaotic motion my body was jerked. I couldn't make heads or tails of it. It felt like that the tube was made of glass and shattered due to too much force. Though I had no way to verify as I was rapidly spinning away from it. I must have done a chain combo of hundreds of somersaults. Though I felt vertigo I didn't, or wasn't able to, throw up. I wiggled my body in this way and that. Knowing that an expanded body spins slower, I straightened myself stiff as a board with my hands reaching as far as possible above my head. The spinning motion seemed to have lost most of its momentum. I slowly loosened my arms and legs. Though I was still spinning, it was slower and allowed me to at least look at stuff around me.

Though I was unable to do so. Since there was a lack of stuff. I knew I was sucked into a void, but the emptiness surrounding me still was scary. I could see things that resembled stars in the distance. I also saw, in between many rotations, that I had been ejected from the long tube of light.

That tube was barely a white line in the distance now. And it was still decreasing in size. 'How fast was I going? Will I get a speeding ticket from whatever god there is?' That white line was broken at one curve. It resembled a bell curve in the distance. But I got the feeling that it was meant to be a straight line from point A to B but someone or something caused it to make a detour to point C. My fate was interrupted by yet another unexplained phenomenon. But this eternal void was too cruel a fate, as an alternative that is.

Whole lot of time passed. I had surrendered myself to my fate. Just like I had surrendered myself to my wife. I have no control over what I will be doing for the rest of my… life? 'Am I even alive right now? What is this place? I'm scared. Julie, help me…' These thoughts plagued me. And I entered into a dreamless slumber, for even my dreams were of the void.

I woke up to find myself at the same place I had been before sleep. In the Void. Though looking the positions of the stars I could conclude I have travelled a long distance. For I can see one "star" was getting closer and closer by the minute. I didn't feel any fear now. I was content at being torn apart by a celestial body. At least I will have the coolest death/suicide in the history, and even the future, of mankind. The white star was getting closer and closer until it engulfed my entire vision. Looking back at the way I came from I could see the void disappearing, getting smaller and smaller until it vanished. I knew right then that I was done for, so I closed my eyes and resigned myself to fate.

'Nothing can surprise me anymore.' Was my last thought.

That's when I started feeling constricted. I was being pulled by my head in a direction. Someone or something was trying to pull me away from the constriction. The circular snare was keeping me from leaving, but it couldn't stop me. I was pulled gently until I was out of its grasp and heard a shrill scream. I tried opening my eyes but couldn't. In my desperation I started screaming. But I couldn't help but notice that my scream was shriller than the scream I heard.

I felt myself being hugged, patted, carried, kissed, carried again, hugged again, and final being settled in warm water. Someone scrubbed me clean. In the middle of all that I had stopped screaming to try to sense out my surroundings as my eyes were failing to open. I heard some unintelligible voices talking to each other. From their volume and gentleness I assumed they were fondly talking about something. When my bath was completed I was carried again and hugged again.

Some moments into the hug I managed to pry my eyes open through sheer force of will, to at least see what the hell was going on. When I did open my eyes I saw a beautiful woman covered in sweat up in my face. She was panting lightly, so I assumed she was the one who screamed earlier. From the look of her ragged hair, tired eyes and quivering lips I assumed she had been through hell.

She broke the hug a few moments later. Our eyes met. She smile beatifically. It oozed off motherly love.

That's when realization hit me. I had been born. To this woman. In a strange place. 'Please don't say I was reborn into Brazil, I hate that place. People were mean there when I visited. Though she looked like Asian, so maybe I was safe?'

But the fact stood. I was reincarnated into this child's body. 'Wait a minute… I can't feel my little one! I don't even have my little one! There's a coochie in its place!'

[Chapter End]

Author's Notes: Hey, guys. Long time no see, huh? Sorry for the enormous delay. And sorry in advance for future delays, as they will happen. I have decided to scrap the previous story and start anew. Reason being, I didn't like that story. I won't remove the previous one, it will be a reminder for me. This is the first chapter of my newly minted old fic. I apologize as this is a bit shorter than usual. I want to experiment with bite sized chapters. The second chapter is a bit of a doozy so stay tuned for that. But I won't upload the next chapter until I get sufficient reviews for this first chapter.

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