"Wait... I've Been Reborn As A Guy!?"

Chapter Four

I was going to die. There was no way I couldn't die. She was going to kill me with those cold, lifeless hands of hers. 

"Itzal... Itzal... ITZAL!" She murmured.

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Ignoring that trauma, let's retrace our steps and go back to when this all began.

After those three days of study, I had perfected Itzal, which allowed me to be able to venture out and explore the outside world. 

I had successfully navigated through his family as a bonus. That had been the most menacing obstacle I had faced so far, and I successfully cleared it. I take that as a major accomplishment. 

Interacting with the outside world also meant that I now had to interact with Mariah as well as Eric basically on a daily basis. Someday I would find the perfect opportunity and torture each of them, but until then I had to continue being their best friend, Itzal. 

*AN: Mariah is Eric's girlfriend and the girl that came into the house to talk to Itzal earlier in the story. It wasn't really explained so I decided to tell everyone as to not create confusion. 

Well, this was a temporary thing. I could last. Revenge could be prolonged. For now, luxury and relaxation seemed like a good plan. I could learn a little bit about Eric and Mariah while I was at it. Well, more than what Itzal knew about them. 

Seriously, this guy was a psycho. He knew everything from their family history, blood type, birthday, and a few secrets they didn't know he knew. Man, what a guy I transmigrated into!  This was going to be a blast!

My-Itzal's- phone buzzed, and guess what? It was Eric. I had been ignoring him for the past three days, and Mariah said that he wanted to talk to me the day three days ago. Better answer him now. 

I clicked the green button. 

"WHY THE HELL HAVEN'T YOU BEEN PICKING UP YOUR PHONE THESE PAST THREE DAYS!? I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD OR WORSE!" Eric yelled. 

Ouch, my eardrums. Please stop yelling, Eric. Just hearing your voice makes me want to puke. With it that loud, my body can't take it. 

"Sorry." I fake coughed. "I've been really ill the past three days, and haven't been able to answer my phone." 

I coughed again. 

"I'm heading over to your house right now. Just stay there." Eric stated as he hung up. 

Now I had to act like I was just barely recovered from a grave bout of illness. Yay! If my acting had a level I'd say that it would keep increasing. I was able to keep myself from gagging as soon as I heard his voice. 

Major improvement if I say so myself. I took these last few minutes of silence and quiet to prepare myself for the next act of "my" life.

Just as I had finished all of my mental preparations, Eric burst through the door of the house and sprinted into my room. His real personality was vastly different from when he was about to murder someone. How interesting. 

"Itzal, are you alright?" He questioned. 

"Yeah, I think so. I'm not nearly as weak as I was earlier. I can move around normally...more or less." I responded. 

"Thank goodness you're okay. I was really worried when I couldn't get a hold of you... But that doesn't matter. What matters is that you're alright." He sighed. "I feel awful for not coming over to check on you. I couldn't though, 'cause I was busy with jobs. 

"They've been coming in waves recently. One moment you're free and then the next you've got ten or more jobs." He complained. "We're so busy that the ones cleaning up don't have enough time or resources to clean every job up. Like, the one I had recently where I was commissioned to kill an average high school girl named Lily. Note never cleaned it up and it ended up on the news." 

"That bastard! He should've clea-" I choked. 

I had a choking fit for about twenty seconds, which made Eric worry extra. All going to plan. If I could smile, I would be right now. I was perfect.

"Are you okay?" He inquired. 

"Yeah... for the most part." I whispered weakly. 

"Damn it! I can't believe that you are suffering like this. I'll go get you medicine at the convenience store. Be patient." 

A fantastic show if I don't say myself. Though, the choking fit was actually real, but not because I was sick. I was sick, but not in a medical sense. More in a 'Oh my gosh it's Eric, I can't help but feel like puking all over,' kind of sick. 

After a few minutes, the front door opened again. Had Eric come back? Was there a convience store close by? Or was it Mariah? That fraud! I really hated her, leaching off of Eric and laughing at a pure hearted maiden being killed. 

To my surprise, it was neither Eric nor Mariah. Instead, it was someone I hadn't seen before except for in pictures; Itzal's sister, Vanessa. Drat, why did an unknown figure come into the scene right now? It was too early in the plot for this!

"Itzal?" She faintly called out. "Itzal?"

Dang it! How was I supposed to interact with her? How did Itzal interact with her? I only know of her existence, because there was a dead contact with her name, picture and relation to Itzal. That's all I knew about her! I needed more information before I could safely interact with her. 

"Itzal," She continued. 

I tried to shove myself as far as I could under the blanket and hopefully stay hidden. I couldn't deal with her, w-with her! An unknown figure. H-How was I supposed to act with her? I had nothing prepared!

"Itzal... Itzal?" 

The door creaked open slowly, revealing the unknown figure. My heart beat uncontrollably as fear rocked my body. She walked quietly across the floor to the bed and slowly uncovered the blanket covering me. 

"Itzal... Itzal!" She cried. "Itzal. Itzal. Itzal. Itzal. Itzal. Itzal!" 

She kept on repeating my name over and over again like a mantra. Itzal's body moved away from her, as if knowing instinctively that if she came near me I would never get away. I froze in fear as she reached over to touch me. 

Her slow, almost calculated movements, only continued to fuel my fear of her. Her very presence was chilling. I jumped when she touched my face. The stroked my cheek with her cold, seemingly lifeless land. 

I trembled in fear as she continued to stroke my cheek with her hand. 

"Itzal... Itzal! I finally found you." She whispered.