Intertwine

Part 1

Reincarnation was a concept I didn't dwell on in my past life. How could someone be reborn? Start anew in a different physical form? I suppose I had better things to do rather than contemplate existence after death. Death itself never scared me, again something I never put much thought into. Why fear death when all you've ever known is life. So, you see when the unexpected cascade of events leading to my own death occurred it was rather... shocking. Again, never being concerned with death, and then suddenly it happens was confronting to say the least.

Probably not as confronting and traumatising as the present however. I was supposed to die. I did die. The end. No return. Yet I've been fading in and out of consciousness for god knows how long at this point. And despite never being dead before, this clearly wasn't what death felt like.

It was weird sensation, to be aware one moment and then drift out unknowingly. Possibly the worst sensation that I felt was being confined in a sack of liquid, compressed at all angles. One time during my wake periods I decided to open my eyes, and the sight in front of me was terrifying. Honestly it looked like a cross between a bird, reptile and alien curled up in a foetal position. And then it hit me. It was a foetus. The sight left me so horrified that I probably unwittingly did not gain consciousness until what can only being described as the day all shit hit the fan aka the day I was born into this messed up world of chakra and ninja.

The early stages were quite unbearable, the transitioning from having authority over my body to struggling to even gain control of my fingers. At least I was human through, I don't know what I would have done if I'd somehow been reincarnated as a bird or worse a snake.

So, remember that ugly looking foetus thing? Well turns out that thing was my so-called twin. Now even though it was technically out and alive this thing didn't cry. Now despite never having kids in my previous life, primarily due to my adolescent age, I knew that these things were supposed to cry, and you know have no self-control. So, you can imagine my surprise when this thing never cried, no all it did was stare with its big black eye piercing into my very soul, as if it knew every secret and giggle.

Now from what I gathered over the next few months about my current existence, was that I was female which was good news, they called me Natsu and the other one Shisui and something about Uchiha.

It wasn't until a few weeks later did I realise why these names sounded so god damn familiar.