Another World, Another Fight (An Azur Lane Story)

Chapter 5

Taking Stock.

Warning: Blood and Gore.

1ST PERSON POV.

'Huh? Where am I?' Was a thought that came to my mind, as I found myself surrounded by darkness.

"What the hell?" Something caught my eye, it was a small speck of light, after weighing my options, I decided to approach it. Nothing ventured nothing gained.

As I got closer, sounds began to reach my ears, though it was garbled it slowly got clearer and clearer, it was yelling, cursing, yet there are also sobs, crying, and what unnerved me greatly was the sound of screams of nothing but pain and suffering, followed by malicious laughter.

'No not again. I thought I finally got away from this via reincarnation. Wake up! This is just a bloody nightmare! WAKE UP!' I roared to myself.

My eyes opened sharply, before I knew it, I had sat up quickly, taking short shallow breaths.

"Good Lord, what a way to start the d-" placing my right hand on my chest whilst using the left to keep me propped up, I barely managed to calm myself down, before suddenly I felt something grasp at my left hand. It felt like another hand, though it was a lot rougher and something sticky was on it.

Before I could even turn to look, a set of arms wrapped themselves around my waist.

'Hold the phone! I'm pretty sure I slept alone!'

"Aaron~." A voice rang out sending a proverbial chill down my spine.

"Why?"

'Why what?'

"Why aren't you with us?"

'Huh?'

"Why did you leave us?!" another voice shrieked.

'The hell?!' Okay now this is getting real old, is someone screwing with me?

"Why didn't you save us?!"

'Save? From what?!'

"OUR DEATHS!!!"

"Wha?!" was the only thing to leave my lips, before another set of hands clamped it shut. Dirtied and bloody hands to be exact!

Just then several figures began to manifest in front of my very eyes. They looked like they were teenagers or young adults, wearing a variety of different clothes, but one thing was consistent an armband with a design based on the flag of a nation. The Philippine Flag to be exact. Soon the figures 'glitched' before taking on a more unsightly appearance; clothes ripped at various sites, wounds old and fresh began to appear some still bleeding, body parts missing, but their stances gave off an aura of anger and hatred.

'No no no! It can't be!' I thought as they all looked very familiar.

"It can be! And it shall be! Aaron!"

"Why did you just watch?!" I shook my head until both hands released my gob.

"Why?!"

"Why did you let us die?!"

"I-I was powerless to stop it! What did you expect me to do! Get myself killed as well?!" I asked.