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Reincarnation & Transmigration to Another World

Pretty Dark.
Add gore if you like, or just keep it as is.

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Smiling I laughed softly as we traveled swiftly through the forest floor. Each one of us trying to be faster than the other as we raced towards the clearing that we knew was nearby. Legs burning as we fought to be faster and faster, as our purser was closing in, dark eyes gleaming as branches swayed in the gentle wind.

Beams of light shooting down from above as leaves sheltered dark shadows from the bright sun. A barrage of green leaves danced across the ground before us, tauntingly golden eyes stared at me as I strained to get ahead.

Leaping forward, I ducked under a black-blurred figure. Rolling across the damp ground as familiar hazel eyes widened in shock as I landed on top of them. Sputtering, they tried to crawl out of the low brush they had hid in, but I pulled them back in as the black figure searched for movement.

Dark predatory gaze searching for unsuspecting prey. Frustrated, he kicked up a barrage of dirt, ignoring his twin tensing up, as his golden gaze narrowed in anticipation.

To my right I spotted the girl with russet red hair, and dark eyes, charge forward as the black figure was momentarily distracted by the discovery of fresh footprints. Then with a quick snarl he tackled the girl as he declared one down and eight more to go. The one with the golden eyes sighed in boredom, as he guided the girl to the 'captured zone.'

Narrowing my eyes at the two other people prowling closer to the black flag that waved lazily in the wind. Green eyes caught my gaze and winked mockingly, while the other kept his eyes on the prize.

Turning to my right, I addressed the small boy that I had 'saved.' Voice soft, as I grumbled under my breath,"Damnit, Haru is down and that baka is going to give us away. Ne, Shiro you want to team up?"

Light grey eyes curved into small crescents as he nodded. Grasping my hand, he pointed towards the dark-haired figure, as his brother paced lazily behind him. Then whispered into my ear of our next course of action, "We should take the west flank, as that seems to be less closely guarded by the twins."

Every action was familiar, every movement. As I watched the two idiots go down, when me and little Shiro leaped up at our chance to 'capture the flag.' When a dark figure tackled me down onto the hard rocky ground, as Shiro waved the black flag over his head proclaiming oh-so-proudly his win.

When that night we ate a filling and delicious meal made by Haru, then watching as the day faded into the sunset pinks and purples, the blues and blacks of night. As slowly, we left to return back to our dorms.

Yes, it was so familiar, and it was no surprise when I finally woke up from that sweet dream. The sound of distant gun-shots rousing me from my unconsciousness. I was uncomfortably sticky, as dried blood stuck to wet clothes. Groaning, I tried to shift into a more comfortable position as bruises ached annoyingly.

Several loud bangs jolted me into full consciousness as the guards around me fell dead. A hand pressed against my wrist as a blurred face spoke to me. Blood splattered against my face the man fell limp onto me. A harsh voice shouted and the body was pulled roughly off.

Panting heavily as a hand roughly pulled my head upwards, gazes locking, I stared emptily as the blurred world focused.

Golden eyes stared into mine as messy black hair stuck up in odd angles. His face was scrunched up in worry as tender hands stroked my face.

Ah, I'm probably dead, or else I wouldn't be seeing him. Tiredly, I smiled back at that familiar face. There was a grimace as blood stained his pale hand. Pulling back, he stared down at me. Hardened eyes softened to a familiar gold color as confusion entered his voice.