The heat was unbearable, it was one of the many reasons why Laika opened her eyes.
The aforementioned stood up, holding her head, searching for the wound that had caused her death. But there was nothing, strangely.
Laika looks around confused. She has no idea where she is, or how she is still alive.
-What the fuck...?- She asked herself, in a whisper.
It was difficult for her to stand up, because her legs felt weak and she was dizzy. Once she was standing, she started walking, looking around. After about five minutes of walking, she leaned on a rock looking at what was in front of her.
Laika was panting due to the efforts of walking in such conditions. She made fan movements with her hand to fan herself.
Whatever was happening, it was weird.
Laika remembered this scenario. She had seen it thousands of times. It was Route 66, from the video game Ovewacth. It was exactly a map of escorting a load.
But there were no charges. Not even people, just her.
At least, that's what she thought. Above some rocks, there was a person watching her every movement. When Laika noticed this, she looked in their direction.
The figure would measure around 1.80 meters, the mask he was wearing did not allow their face to be seen... Their crimson red suit looks like that of a musketeer, but more modern. Black pants cover their legs along with white high-heeled boots.
As accessories they wore an antique fencing sword, a black panela on their head and some gold hoop earrings.
[CREDIT TO THE ORIGINAL ARTIST, PHOTO FOUND ON PINTEREST]
Laika rubbed her eyes and looked back at the figure. Was she starting to hallucinate from the heat?
-Hey, who the hell are you!?- She asked, hoping to receive an answer.
The figure calmly walked down from the rocks to her. They looked very threatening. At least, until he started speaking with a voice familiar to Laika.
-Laika, what the hell are you doing here? - They asked.
Laika's eyes widened, very confused to recognize the voice.
-Anita?- Laika asks, while said figure removes their mask, revealing that without a doubt, it was the person Laika was referring to.
Anita was a brown-skinned woman with curly black hair and brown eyes. Usually, she is 1.69, but the high-heeled boots made her taller.
-Laika!! What are you doing here?- Anita asked, getting closer to the girl, checking to see if she had any injuries.
-Well... The last thing I remember is a strong blow to the head.-
Anita snorted heavily.
-So I guess the same thing happened to you as it did to us.- Anita said, helping Laika up.
Laika shook her head to the side, confused. Anita on the other hand laughed at that gesture.
-So much anime and you don't know how to decipher that a reincarnation has happened to you?- Anita said.
Laika was silent for a moment, and then her eyes widened again.
- ... HUH!?-
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Fallen angels
Fanfic''𝐇𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐈 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮.'' When 17-year-old Laika Corwell suffers an accident, she wakes up on an empty road with only tumbleweeds passing by. She has changed her world...