(A/N: Setting: Marvel).
Death isn't pretty, especially because of petty gangsters.
My name is- or was Nathaniel Pines. Now, however, it was Nata.
Weird name? Yeah, it should be, because it's not human. Or even from Earth. How does that make sense? Simple.
I was an reborn an alien.
The Planet I was reborn in was called Ka'an. The dominant species of this planet is called the Ka'anra. They look mostly human, except for the fact they all have orange skin and braid their hair.
I'm not even exaggerating. Throughout the entire planet, according to what I learned, every single Ka'anra has orange skin and brown hair that they keep braiding. It is impossible for one to be born with a different skin color, and children pick up their haircuts from their parents.
Well... That was the case, until I was born.
I'm Ka'anra, that was undeniable according to the doctors. The problem? I wasn't born with orange skin. My skin was incredibly pale, so much so that it was actually white, and my hair wasn't brown like everyone else, but pitch black.
You'd think that was bad and I would be mistreated, in fact I was ready for it... But I wasn't.
Other than the examinations to see what was wrong with me when I was born, I didn't get any form of different treatment as any other Ka'anra. The concept of racism just didn't exist on this planet.
I also didn't hear of any wars, political problems, murders, or fires. It was incredibly weird. I didn't even hear of a small mugging.
Of course, as a baby, I had no way or learning of why on those things, and I mostly passed it off to how there was no news channel or station. Then, when I went to school for the first time, I began learning why.
Ka'anra were nigh immortal. Its not that death didn't happen in our planet. It's just that it was incredibly rare for it to happen outside of old age, and I mean REALLY old age. A Ka'anra, at average, can live up to 700 solar cycles.
Whether those were as long as the ones on Earth or not I was not aware, but it's still a high number for a planet's orbital movement.
Back to the immortality, I've once seen a Ka'anra fall from a skyscraper while cleaning the windows and he just got back up and complained about how his uniform is dirty now.
Ka'anra also require minimal nutrition. I tried to see how long I can go without eating and a whole month went away before I even got peckish or thirsty, and that was from when I was a child, I have no idea how long adults can last.
Almost every Ka'anra in the world is also a pacifist by nature. They never really favor violence or see it as a solution and they prefer intelligence and debates. The most heated thing I ever seen on this planet was my parents debating over which color go paint our house.
In a way, Ka'anra are the perfect species. No need for fighting, survival, food, or monetary gains. Heck, they even hardly need equipment in space beyond an air tank. That's why their planet is always in a state of peace.
Back to me, I was different. From what the doctors found out, my skin and hair being different than everyone else is because my immortality was stronger than most. They believe it was a form of compensation. They also believe I'll live longer than most Ka'anra, bar the ones that really take care of themselves.
In a way, it was a perfect and peaceful life. Which is why I HATED IT!
I was a multi martial arts fighter before dying. That's how I died in my past life, because I was going for a big fight in a tournament and some gang was threatening me to throw the fight.
I flipped them off and beat my opponent.
They found me afterwards and ganged up on me, and I managed to take on most of their men before they decided to use guns in a fist fight. The last thing I saw was the barrel of the gun pointing to my face and a flash of light.
I want battle. I love battle. I, admittedly, might be what people call a battle maniac, though I at least have enough sense to nit attack anything and anyone around me.
Even though I knew the Ka'anra weren't gonna give that to me, I still went on to train every day. Runs, push ups, sit ups, everything I need. It did confuse the people around since they saw no reason to train beyond staying healthy, but the Ka'anra being who they were, just went 'you do you' and went back to doing what they want.
They were very passive people.
Back to my problem, when I reached the age of 20, I asked my parents if there was a way to travel off the planet. Thankfully, there were. Ka'anra had enough level of technology to make interplanetary travel easy for them.
They simply never explored on it beyond to make charts. They saw no reason to communicate with other planets or their culture. It was a "Don't bother us and we won't bother you" situation.
Thankfully, their attitude towards things also meant they were pretty lax when it comes to someone wanting to leave their home planet. Even my parents went 'if that's what you want' when I told them I'm leaving.
Getting a ship wasn't hard either. All I had to do was meet with a few people and explain why I'm leaving. I didn't outright say I wanted to go out and start fighting. I just said I wanted to broaden my horizon, and they just shrugged and nodded.
Though, it did take a couple of months of meeting and talking, I eventually got myself into a ship -which was honestly a simple rocket ship-, stocked on supplies, said goodbye to my parents, and left.
Looking back at Ka'an from the window, I sighed. The way of life there wasn't something I disapproved of. In fact, it seemed like the ideal life for most species. It just wasn't for me, someone who enjoys fighting.
Admittedly, it wasn't a bad place to call 'home'.
But, the only way to move is forward. So, I turned to look ahead and accelerated the speed.
To the future. To battle.