1 Reborn

The first thing I noticed as I awoke was that it was too damned bright.

The light that filled my eyes stung like hell, forcing me to narrow them to be able to see around me.

Once I adjusted I realized to my horror that I did not recognize the grey-stone above me.

Where the hell was I? My first instinct was to sit up and to try and figure out what was going on, but my body had refused to move when I tried to prop myself up.

That failure had made me panic I realized that the accident probably did happen and that I was probably high on pain killers. I tried to call for help but when I opened my mouth and tried to speak only groaning came out, that had been far from reassuring.

I kept trying to call for someone as my fear quickly welled up in me before giving in to panic, how bad was that accident? Were my limbs just broken or were they gone? Why was I too medicated to talk properly? Had I been in a coma?

My hysteria grew more and more out of control until I heard someone saying words that I couldn't understand before I felt a pair of hands wrapping around my and lifting me up to hold and calm me.

That froze every single gear in my mind and cut straight through my fit, how the hell did a pair of hands pick me up? I was a fairly big guy and not exactly lightly built either, but as I focused my strangely weak vision and tried to see through the light I realized that I was staring at the kind face of young woman dressed in red in a lamp lit room. And said woman was carrying me as if I weighed little to nothing.

Her long hair blonde hair was tied into a neat braid and her features were striking in my opinion and honestly her proportions were pretty good from what I could see. Proportions to kill for accented by the way her arms were-

Wait a minute, how were her hands angled like that? It seemed like she was just holding a small object and her hands felt positively massive underneath me, no.

No please gods no. Was I in a baby, I was a baby, what? I couldn't wrap my head around that at all, so wait reincarnation is real? Why can I remember my life then? I thought most reincarnation faiths involved a 'wipe' of some sort or another? Hold on a second, did I get killed by a damned car!?

"&*$ #@ #*:%?" She asked in a language I couldn't understand. Oh sweet god I couldn't understand her. What the hell was happening?!

All those questions were promptly silenced as she stuck her nipple in my mouth and I began trying to scream at the top of my now tiny lungs.