somebody kill me.
As always, English is underlined.
I woke up in chains, on a very uncomfortable steel chair. I sat across a crappy looking table with an equally crappy light illuminating the room. Two men sat in front of me. One had some pretty gnarly looking scars, and the other was blonde. Ibiki and probably Inoichi, the Yamanaka. Success! I'd be out of here in no time.
"Kakashi." Ibiki said quietly. "We're going to have to go into your mind." He nodded towards Inoichi. "You don't have a choice."
No other information. Seriously? I was expecting some sort of exposition, at the very least. Something like, your last mission was a success, but due to unforeseen circumstances, or, we know you dislike these things, but for the safety of Konoha... or something. I mean, I was in a fantasy village. But they probably had their reasons for being so boring.
Inoichi slowly raised his hand and drifted towards my head, going slowly enough as to not startle me. My hands were bound, but I guess I was still a highly trained ninja. I furrowed my... Kakashi's brows. When did I start thinking of this body as mine? Yeah, it was ripped and cool, but it had too many scars and it wasn't even the right gender. Better get out soon, lest I become too attached.
Inoichi's hand made contact with Kakashi's head, and I was falling, falling, falling.
I landed with a thud on some moss and gagged a bit, my world spinning. I looked up when I felt a little less like dying, and saw that I was surrounded by a pine forest, of some sort. Maybe I had (finally) been reborn?
I turned around and saw a silver haired figure standing next to a blond in a building, with the blond staring at me very intently. I felt myself blush and looked down, not really used to receiving attention, only to find a giant fucking hole in my torso. I stifled a scream. There was blood everywhere, with a lot of it filling up the giant fucking hole but I was oddly grateful for it; my torso was a mess of red but at least I couldn't see my internal organs. I slowly stood up, staring at it. It shifted and I gagged, but when I moved it didn't hurt or strain, just leaked a bit.
Ew ew ew ew ew ew, EW, I thought as I made my way over to where the figures were standing. They stood in the opening of what looked like a library with a wall knocked down. The forest had stuck some of its roots in the opening, and small saplings grew in cracks off the floor. I could feel blood running down my shorts and my arms as I walked; although the gash on my torso was the largest and most obvious injury, there were multiple cuts, gashes and bruises all over my body. I wiped away some blood that threatened to drip into my eye. At least they didn't hurt.
"Yo!" I called out to the figures, stumbling over rocks and roots. They stared at me. "Kill me? Please?" I started off. A good first impression was key. Inoichi broke his gaze and stared at Kakashi.
"I have access to your last mission report, and this," he said, gesturing at me, "Well, there is no way that this could've happened on a B ranked mission. The Homage is adamant about assigning you to team seven, but he can't overlook... whatever's going on. You might be reassigned."
Kakashi hmm'd, but I felt a mixture of unfamiliar emotions clouding my judgement. Angry, indignant, scared, and a little bit relieved, but these weren't my emotions. I glanced over at Kakashi. He looked indifferent, but he always did. Was I feeling what he was feeling?
"Maa, what do you think is going on?" His tone sounded casual, like we could've just been discussing the weather.
"Major dissociative Identity disorder, some heavy mental scarring," he glanced towards my wound, and I covered it with my hand, self conscious, "And you know we can always reassign your gender, we have medical procedures for that."
"I... What? No, I'm uh, good," Kakashi said, his eye widening. I snorted. He narrowed his eye at me and turned back towards Inoichi. "She's not a part of me, and from what I've gathered, she's not even of this world. I think she's a civilian who got trapped in my mind."
Inoichi stared, and I slowly backed away. I'd save the explaining for Kakashi.
"Around 24 hours ago, I experienced a sudden loss of conciousness while I was sparring from Gai. I was transported here..." and so on and so on. While he did the boring stuff, I decided to explore. I trotted over to the forest side and looked out. Even though I knew that we were in Kakashi's mind, it didn't stop things from being so realistic.
There were trees as far as the eye could see. I stepped out of the library and everything seemed to shift. I frowned, and moved back into the library. Everything seemed to shift again, but nothing noticeably moved. The air seemed a little cooler in the library, and it carried the scent of... I inhaled. Paper, books, and something metallic. I jumped over to the other side, and it smelled like a forest. No shit, I thought to myself, but the change in smell shouldn't have been so abrupt. I noticed other differences too. The air was a little cooler in the library, the sun a little yellower in the forest. I could hear birds and water in the woods, but not in the library, even though I was only a foot away... it even seemed like the air had a different tint. It was almost like there was a barrier separating the two worlds.
The two worlds...
I took a closer look at where the forest met the library. The floor seemed cracked, shattered in some places, and bits of it lay scattered in the trees.The trees had tangled their roots in the floor, and little plants seemed to be growing in the cracks. They were joined together. The two worlds were joined together. We were joined together. I stumbled back, collided into a tree on my side, and suddenly remembered every time that I had said "You too!" to a waiter who had told me to enjoy my food. I pushed off the tree and promptly ran into another one, where a memory of me doing a cartwheel, only to trip and fall down some stairs, played.
I steadied myself, making sure to not touch any of the vegetation. My attention switched to the trees, desperate to get my mind off the fact that I was probably stuck here for the foreseeable future. I touched a nearby pine, old and weathered, and suddenly remembered the names of my classmates in kindergarten. I touched a sapling and I remembered cramming for a test the night before I died.
"Hmm," I said, and my eye landed on a tiny sapling. Unlike all of the other trees, which looked vaguely piney, this one had sharp thorns and gave off a weird vibe. It didn't look like any tree I'd seen before, and I reached out to touch it. Like an idiot.
Inoichi was nodding incredulously at Kakashi, who was insisting that he wasn't insane. He glanced over at me reaching out to touch the sapling, and his eyes widened. "No-!" he shouted, but it was too late.
And for the second time that day, I was falling, falling, falling.
God dammit.