Beyblade Fan Fiction ❯ Stuck in a Cartoon ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Darkness. That's all I could see. What was going on? Wasn't I supposed to be dead? Why wasn't I in hell with all the other sinners? I know I didn't deserve to go to Heaven. Was this limbo? The space between the two planes of the afterlife? Why? Why was I here? I can't even die properly, apparently.

"It's not your time yet,” said a soft, gentle female voice. I backed up and looked around, seeing no one. Just great, this is just what I needed, bodiless voices. "Who's there?!" I called out nervously. The voice didn't respond... at least verbally.  A soft light illuminated the place, though it was still bright enough to make me cover my eyes. All of a sudden I could feel the wind again along with the sun shining above me. Slowly I lowered my arms and opened my eyes to look around. I found myself in a field of wildflowers. I could hear the roar of a nearby waterfall. Normally, the sound of rushing water calms me, but it didn't this time. This place almost seemed... familiar.

“Where the hell am I?!” I growled lowly. I was in no mood to be fucked around with. I should be DEAD! –You’re in China- a voice replied simply. I looked around again, feeling a little more frantic, "Who said that!?" I demanded, masking my nervousness with anger.

-Down here. And stop speaking out loud; it makes you look insane.- the voice said with annoyance. I looked down to see a beyblade spinning at my feet.

…wait a moment.

Stop! Rewind! A BEYBLADE?! Though I had always wanted one, I've never had one in my life. Where did it come from? Kneeling down, I picked it up curiously and looked it over. It was black with silver streaks. The bitpiece glowed faintly; reveal a female angel with long silver hair and blue eyes wearing a black gown and having silver wings tipped in red.

‘And you are?’ I asked slowly in my thoughts, feeling chastised from her earlier statement. I probably did look crazy to anyone watching that I had been yelling to presumably no one. -I'm your bitbeast. Call me Anji.- Anji replied cheerfully.

Wow, wasn’t she a bucket of sunshine despite her looks? ‘Anji, huh?’ I mused mentally. ‘That's Japanese for Angel. It suits you.’ I smirked slightly, but then frowned again, ‘I still don't get why I'm here. I should be dead, not in a different country, alive and healthy with a beyblade.’

-Let's just say you have another chance at life.- Anji said calmly, the bitpiece glowing again. -Go find the waterfall and take a look at yourself.- ‘M'kay...’ I stood up before starting to head in the direction I had heard the rushing water. I took in my surroundings as best as I could while I walked. Was it just me, or did everything look kinda…anime-ish? I shook my head, pushing the thought away for the time being. I had other things to worry about.

Soon enough I found myself by the waterfall. I closed my eyes for a second listening to the roar of the water,  the sound now calming unlike before. Opening my eyes again, I knelt down at the edge of the small pool of water and looked down to see my reflection. I bit back a gasp of shock. Instead of a dark skinned girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes, I saw a pale skinned girl with silver-blue eyes and shoulder-length black hair, the bangs framing my face. I was wearing a black Asian-styled shirt with gold lining and white pants with black shoes and white fingerless gloves.... but what really caught my attention were my wrists. They... they were clear... as if I had never harmed myself. My hands clenched and I closed my eyes, this truly was a second chance.

'Anji... thank you...' I felt the beyblade pulse gently in my hands as I could see her smile in my mind's eye. -You deserve this, Suki... you've been so alone... lost and in pain...- I took a shaky breath, smiling faintly.

-Do you like it?- She asked me. -You're new look?- I nodded as I sat down crosslegged. 'I do...' I never really hated how I looked before... but if this was a new chance... I'm glad to have a new look to go with it. I heard her laugh softly, as if she knew what I was thinking. -I’m glad. Don’t forget to check your bag.-

I blinked in confusion, my bag? Oh.... Sitting beside me was a black and red shoulder bag. Carefully I grabbed it and brought it onto my lap to take a look. New clothes, a launcher, personal stuff...there was even an ID... that's good, at least I would be able to get through places. The last thing I needed was to get into trouble and not have any records about me.

‘Did you do this?’ I asked. –Mm-hm…- She replied quietly. -It's not much, but it's a start. You'll have to properly register yourself for anything else though.- I gave a quiet laugh, 'I figured. Thank you.' This... this was amazing. All of this done... just for me. Setting the bag beside me, I took a moment to just relax.

'Does this... happen to a lot of people?' I asked as I looked up to the clouds. 'I can't be the only one who's gone through suffering...' -I couldn't say.- She responded. -You're the only one I'm watching over... perhaps there are others... perhaps not. Maybe you'll meet some one day.- Maybe... I looked back at the waterfall before getting an idea. I had always wanted to try this... but never got the opportunity. I took a look through my bag again and pulled out a tank top. I didn't want to ruin the shirt I was wearing right now after all.

I moved away from the open area just long enough to change before coming back. Setting my bag near the edge of the water, I stepped in. It was cold... but refreshingly so. Wading through it, I found it only went as deep as my waist which was good since I wasn't the best swimmer out there. I went over to the waterfall and stepped underneath, closing my eyes so the water couldn't get in. It wasn't as bad as I thought it be... it pounded on my head and shoulders, but it was almost relaxing in a way. I think I could get used to this.