"Speech"

"Thought"

"Giant being speaking/Screaming!"

"Giant being thinking/Scream-thinking!"

LOCATION

RANDOM CITY IN ITALY: UNNAMED STREET

Here I am, walking home from school. Well it's the end of June, but somehow I managed to fail not one, but TWO subjects, them being math and latin! Oh well, at least I tried, didn't I?

As I'm crossing the road, my ears pick up on a weird, hissing sound that gradually grows in pitch, and I look up, only to notice a red thing growing larger and larger in the sky.

It takes me a second to realize what it is, but it's already too late, "Fu-" My definitely very manly scream is cut off as the meteor as large as a small lake hits the area where I was standing, killing me and probably most other people in a 30km radius instantly.

UNKNOWN LOCATION

"Urh…" I groan in pain, my body hurting as if I was squashed by a meteor. Not that it would ever happen, right?

A cough suddenly interrupts my delusive thinking, and I turn to see a… uhhhhh… Man? Yes, let's go with that to not be rude. "You do realize that I can read your thoughts, maggot?" The man spoke with a blank expression, except a rather unnerving smile, which makes me shiver a little in fear.

"M-Mr. Popo?" I stutter out. The dude looks exactly like Mr. Popo from Dragon Ball! I've never seen some as bl-… I was about to think something pretty racist, wasn't I?

"Yes, yes you were." Mr. Popo says in an eerily calm tone, that definitely doesn't scare me at all! "Since you seem to already know my name, maggot, you must already know the pecking order, right?" He asks, his smile widening, become even more like that out of my worst nightmares.

"Y-yes.." I mumble meekly. If I'm right, and I likely am, this is Mr. Popo from Dragon Ball Abridged, and that's… I think it's best if I stop my train of thoughts, since this guy seems able to somehow read my mind. "Now, as you can likely guess, you're dead." God's assistant says bluntly

I stand there, processing his words, and funnily enough, they don't evoke any emotion in me. Not even sadness, nothing at all. "That's just because we make sure to suppress the emotions of recently passed on people, to avoid maggots such as yourself from freaking out and throwing a tantrum." Mr. Popo answers my thoughts, much to my non-existent annoyance. But if that's true, then why was I able to feel fear an-

Before I can finish my thoughts, he interrupts me. "Because it's funny." He says, again reading MY THOUGHTS! "Can you stop reading my mind, pretty please?" I ask pleadingly in the politest tone I could muster, trying to hold eye contact with him, but unable to since I'm still scared of him. "No." was my answer.

"Since you were only 16 by the time you died, as all others under the age of 18, you get a chance to reincarnate." This makes me blink a little in surprise. I'm getting reincarnated? I mean… this would be awesome, but likely all my friends and family died too, so wouldn't it just be better to move on to the afterlife with them? Yeah, I don't wanna be reinc- "Bye!" He interrupts me, and suddenly, I feel myself falling, and a panicked scream tore out of my throat, as my vision is invaded by an array of bright colors, while every cell of my body start burning like never before. Seriously, I've never felt this much before ever in my life! The last thing I heard before falling unconscious was Mr. Popo's maniacal laughter.

A DIFFERENT UNKNOWN LOCATION

I stir, trying to open my eyes, but immediately closing them as the light assaults them. Slowly, I adjust to it, and I look around, taking in my surroundings. I'm in some sort of bedroom, and I can see the sunlight peeking in from the window. The room looks kinda.. bland, having the bed I'm laying in, with gray blankets, a dark wooden floor, light gray walls, a big window, a white wardrobe and a mirror next to it. "W-Where am I?" I mumble sleepily, but my eyes immediately widen like saucers, as instead of my normal voice, I hear a soft, childish and FEMALE one, and I quickly throw the covers off of me, running towards the reflective piece of furniture commonly referred to as 'Mirror'. As I look into it, I'm stunned beyond belief: staring back at me is a child, who looks to be around 4 years old, my hair are completely black, of medium length and spiky, and my eyes are bright red. My body is obviously very small and my cheeks are kinda round, likely because of the baby fat, and I look suspiciously feminine. I'm wearing a simple light purple pajamas, and my glasses are nowhere in sight, though I seem to see actually better than I used to. "Please… Why am I a girl, dammit! I was a boy till not even 30 minutes ago, I can't have switched gender out of the blue!" Tears start filling my eyes, as I fall to my knees. I don't want to be a girl. I was perfectly content with being a male!

As I stay there, crying and cursing Mr. Popo for not only reincarnating me against my will, but also making me a girl, a ding distracts me, halting my quiet sobs for a moment, as I look at the weird, semi see through screen in front of my eyes, partially obscuring the mirror.

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