I'm walking along the crowded streets as a sudden gust of wind goes by me,

" S-so cold.."

my voice was shivering as much as my hands

" I should've brought gloves."

Well.. it's not like I have any.

I finally make it out from the waves of people, now, infront of a convenience store

" Jesus, I thought I was drowning!"

I gasp for air, but instead, it felt like I was swallowing blocks of ice, holding my throat, I cough consecutively.

A tall man with a dark red hoodie comes up to me " hey, are you okay?" his voice didn't match what he was saying, with his voice colder than the winter air, he asked if I was okay..

Do I look okay??

"no."

I responded with a tiny frown that could barely be seen. I have no Idea why, but his aura kind of scares me.. I think I saw him grin a little. As he closes his eyes he says" I'm going to go inside now.." I think that sounded a little sarcastic, but whatever, it's not like it affects me in any way.

I go inside the convenience store after him remembering that I needed to buy gloves, suddenly, he ends up at the other side of the store,

" What the heck?"

I didn't even hear him move!

Let alone end up at the other side of the store?

I ignored it thinking that either he was extremely fast, Or that was another guy with the exact same hoodie and ripped jeans. After buying gloves from the surprisingly nice store clerk,

I headed to where I was originally headed, my mom's grave.

My mom died in a house fire.

People say it wasn't a fire, however, my tiny, black haired, eye bagged self was there, and it was clearly fire, the fire did seem a little wierd,

but it was only a little darker than other fires, this is the day my mother died in that fire..

And my birthday. Hm..?

Where the heck is that wierd guy? Did he already leave?

I sigh,

it has nothing to do with me anyways, let's get going.

I begin jogging on the sidewalk, I'll get there faster like this, and besides, it's not like the grave is that far anyways.

I jog for 5 short minutes, after passing the huge gate, I see it, finally I'm here after a year!

I sit down on the well maintained grass and talk to the gravestone keeping my mother,

" Have you been good mom? I know I haven't.."

As if my mom's spirit asked me why, I jumped to respond,

"Why? Well.. I have misfortume everyday, like for example, a month ago, I tripped on the tiniest rock the fell face forward and broke my nose, and a lot of small misfortunes fell upon me today as well! But, I won't bother you with them because they aren't worth listening to."

Then all of a sudden, somebody tapped my shoulder saying "But I want to listen to them. I'm curious.".

- To be continued ^^

Surprised,

I quickly stood up as if my life depended on it.

I slowly turned around, my voice shivering, but not from the cold

"W-Who are you..?"

Nobody is supposed to know about this place! It's a private grave.

After my mom died, my Aunt also died, but nobody knows how, however I was too depressed after the incident to care, because I cried myself to sleep for months. Then after they died, I got all the money since they had no one left to give it to,

apparently my aunt had inherited all of my grandpa's fortune, and she was already pretty well off herself, but since that fortune became mine, I bought my mom and aunt a private grave, so nobody can trespass unless it's the gravekeepers,

but their shift isn't til' 2 hours! The man responded with an all too familiar voice.." You don't recognize me? I'm sad.."

It was my mother's murderer that I had been chasing after for years! And the one that lit the wierd looking black fire!

"You!"

I responded with my fists as well as my words, my fist reached him with a loud noise like metal clanging. I felt somewhat scared after I heard it, and felt it.

" Haha! Did you really think that I came unprepared? You funny kid!"

I took a proper look at him, I shaked in fear. S-so many guns! There were two guns on both his waists, 2 guns on his chest as well as his back, an one pistol on his leg,

I quickly rushed to get my taser, but he shot my hand before I ever got any time to even process anything,

"AH-!"

I responded with a loud shriek while trying to apply pressure on it.

" I'll kill you right next to your mother! This is just hilarious!"

Wait a minute, I finally took my eyes off of the guns to pay attention to what he was wearing, ripped jeans?! I couldn't believe my trembling eyes.

"Wait, are you-!"

I coughed as loud as a lion's last breath,

" d-damn.."

He shot my chest next as if he was playing a game of dart, " Ugh!" I groaned in pain, am I really going to die here.. I closed my eyes hoping that it ends soon.

There were still so many things I wanted to do! I opened my eyes thinking that the police had shown up, but, instead of seeing the police..

There is.. A blonde woman?! Just what is going on? Why is the woman so huge? Or am I just looking at her close up?

I looked around me stressed. Suddenly, I hear a voice

" Oh my, how adorable, he's looking around!"

I don't understand why they would find that adorable.

As I was trying to deduce the situation by looking around The weirdly big hospital room, I- I saw a mirror.. How can this be possible? Just how?

-To be continued ^^

I don't know why it's happening, how it's happening, or when it's happening, but.. It feels wierd to say this but, I'm a baby... An adorable, blonde, big blue eyed, tiny baby.. Wait, maybe that isn't a mirror! I move around trying to see if the 'mirror' copied me, then I'd really know if it was a mirror, first I put my right hand up, the mirror copied me.. ok, coincidence. Then I turned my head while my eyes are stuck to the mirror like glue. I really did turn into a child, suddenly, my emotions are visible. Tears slithered down my cheeks. I started crying "Oh my, so he can cry!" what!- when I felt like crying before I didn't! Why now? Is it because I'm a baby.. suddenly, a tight feeling came about, but it was warm. " Welcome to the world my child." Following after those words came sniffling. " Miss are you okay? I know you feel emotional because it was a 1 in 10 chance but!-" A 1 in 10 chance? What is she talking about? Wait, nevermind that, I died didn't I? I'm pretty sure that wasn't a dream.. So wait, is this the afterlife? How come I've never heard of people keeping their memories of their life before.. Was I not supposed to keep my memories, or is this a chance to take revenge? Well either way I'm going to take revenge, I don't care what timeline it is, I will kill him! If not him then his descendants, if not his descendants then his ancestors, anybody that raised him, or he raised them, I will slaughter them! But not only for the sake of revenge, he might make other people suffer like this too, and since my family didn't do anything wrong, I'm pretty sure he didn't have it out for them. So, unless this is another dimension.. I'll stop him, at all costs.

My thinking gets disrupted, My father I think, bursts into the room. "Did he really make it?! Oh wow, it's a boy too! Looks like I won hehe." I don't know why, but behind that laugh sounds like a bundle of depression. " Yeah but, his face looks as pretty as a lady's." My dad hesitates to say " y-yeah but that doesn't change the fact that he's a boy!" Hm, well I am awfully pretty for a boy. I wonder if I'll be made fun of, or popular at school. Wait, what am I thinking right now?! Anyways, my future plan is set in stone, I'll train hard to take him down and withstand guns! Originally, withstanding guns is next to impossible, but, I read a scientific article that states that to be able to withstand guns, you'll need a very hard body with a lot if muscles, therefore, I would need to train starting in about 2 months when I could actually move, since baby's have so little stamina, I'll start with traning my stamina..

To be continued ^^