You know that feeling of being small and uncomfortable? That's what I was feeling at this moment and now I'm in a squishy thingy where I can't see or move.Yay.......
I didn't think it was humanly possible that Fanfiction stories about being reborn are true.
Now I can be in the front row of MY Birth.
Great.
Fantastic
Woohoo.
Someone give this idiot a prize.There was sudden pressure causing the squishy thingy I was in, to contract around me making it hard to breath.
I was being pushed down where a crevasse of light was........
And then I was out!
And it was cold.
And because I was such a weirdo, I ended up whimpering instead of crying.
Trying to act normal. Fail.Believe me I was already cursing as many deities I could think of for my rookie mistake.
.......did I mention I was a teenager in a newborns body?
And I had to go through puberty again.
Great.
After I was cleaned and wrapped in something fluffy which I assumed was a blanket-or a burrito-I was handed into a warm pair of arms of my new mother. And let me tell u she was sooo comfortable...........
*Clears throat* Sorry got off track there.....
From what I could see from my poor vision is a large blurry figure looking over my mothers shoulder. 'Must be my father.....' Man was he big.
"She's beautiful" my father cooed, his English accent thick and old. Like he was from the 17 or 1800's. His finger tracing the side of my face. "Just like her mother........" He continued leaning down and kissing his wife on her check.
'So I was born with my original gender? Thank God. I wouldn't know what to do if I was a boy!' I mentally shivered at the thought.
"What should we name her Dearest?" My mother's question made me snap my head up.
"How about Kira?" He suggested.
Somehow me and Mom shook our heads in sinc. "It nice......but I don't think it suits her" Mom said looking down at me. I gave them a gummy smile....er I think I gave a smile. Eh. You can't win all of them."How about Elenanna?" My father asked again as he wiggled his index finger in front of my face, causing me to giggle and try and catch it.
"Elenanna Anastasia Dallas. I love it honey" My mother smiled, cuddling me. I yawned already feeling my new body shutting down.
"My sweet Elenanna...."
'Elenanna huh? That's a nice name...'
"I'll go get Rachel and Ann. They'll be excited to meet their little sister." My father said, kissing my mother on the forehead quickly and disappeared behind the door.
Then it clicked.
My eyes snapped open.
Old English Accents.
My Last Name. Dallas.
Rachel and An Dallas.
Rachel Phantomhive and Madam Red.
'You mean I was reborn into Black Butler!'
My lips quivered, tears welled up in my eyes and I wailed. Loudly I might add. And scared the bidjesus out of my mother but I didn't care.
I was upset and I had every right to be.
'Why couldn't I be reborn as Tsuna?!'
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Reincarnated into Black Butler?
FanfikceElena Winters was a Anime loving Canadian that dreamed of being transported into one of her favourite animes. But she didn't mean it literally! Especially being reborn as Madam Red's and Rachel Dallas-Phantomhive's little sister! And why is Vincent...