My Shinobi

Chapter 2 - My Name is Shirokane Natsume

Chapter 2 - My Name is Shirokane Natsume

As the smoke cleared, I found myself in a place I could not recognize. I had no idea where I could have possibly been. I could have been in a forest for all I knew; there were trees all around me, and I could hear the sound of water in the distance. I looked around to see if there was a way out of this place, but I didn't see any.

“Where in the world am I?!” I yelled, hoping I would get an answer in this isolated place.

You are in a time long ago...

“That doesn't make any sense.” Well, I guess I'm not alone after all. But what is that supposed to mean? A time long ago? “So then where am I? Where is this place?”

This place is Japan...

Yeah right. As if I could get from the US to Japan in a few seconds. “There is no way this is Japan.” I stated. But, I have to give them credit for being able to pull off this prank thus far.

This is indeed Japan, my dear. You are here in the second half of the Sengoku era because it is your destiny...

This is getting way out of hand. “Look, I am tired of this little game of yours. I just want to get home and rest. I have to do a stupid report for tomorrow, and I don't have much time. Can we just stop this already?” I sighed, how far are they willing to take this?

This is no game, Gabriella. We would never play you like this. You were meant to come here...

“Yeah, sure. Okay. So I am in, like, the Sengoku era of Japan. Is that it?” Why do they want to continue with this? This is just beyond idiotic.

You are correct, Gabriella. Second half to be exact...

I rolled my eyes. Why don't they just give this up already? Sengoku era, seriously? Isn't that like in the 1500s? No way I went from the 21st century to the 1500s. That is just not possible, definitely impossible. “Stop wasting my time with your silly lies! Going back in time is not possible. That is just utterly outrageous!” I huffed.

Going back is not impossible, just unknown. There is a way, but not many have found it. Right now you are in the Sengoku era because I have brought you...

“Sure... What's next, paying a visit to the underworld?” I joked.

There is no need for you to do that, that is not the reason for your being here...

Wait...what? “Okay, okay. This is just crazy. Who the heck are you? What am I doing here? And when can I go home?” I was getting desperate.

I am a spiritual being that will help you get ready; you were meant to come here and you cannot go home anymore, you would have to find you own way back. I can only transport you through time once...

“Wait, so this is really no joke? This is seriously Japan? And I am literally in the Sengoku era! H-how is it possible?” What am I going to do now? I can't be stuck in time.

Correct, young one. This is no jest. What I've said is true...

“But I am not good with Japanese. I can't really speak it, I only know a few words. How am I going to understand what they say?” I ask

You need not worry, I will give you a magic potion for you to drink. After you drink it, you will be able to understand the language and they will understand you...

“What do you mean? How will that work?” I didn't get what it was talking about.

The potion is not something you can drink and automatically learn the language. It is more as if it would be a translator; to you it is like they are speaking English, but to them, it is like you speak their language...