What.The.Fuck.

That is what my life has come to at this point. You know I never really expected my day to end up like this, I really should have stayed at home. I really should have just stayed in bed. I really should have never walked out that door. I really should have minded my own business. I really should have done that late assignment that was due—

Now I'm in this endless abyss of nothingness. I should probably explain how I got here shouldn't I? Well it started on this lovely Saturday morning...

KNOCK KNOCK

". . ."

KNOCK KNOCK

"*groans*"

BAMP

"LEVANTATE YA, Todavia estas acostada!"

"GaAh?!"

My mom had just swung open the door to my room and started yelling at me in Spanish to get up, on a Saturday morning.

I turned around and wrapped my blankets around myself and over my head. It was around 8 in the morning—why would you wake up so early?!

My mom leaves but left the door open. But determined to sleep in today I just closed my eyes and tried to go back to sleep.

Key word TRIED

"(Y/N)!" Yelled my Aunt as she walked into the room.
I let out another groan knowing I'm not going to be able to sleep in.

"*goans* qUEeeee" I mumbled through my blanket.

"Vamos à la tienda para que mi cuidas a (Nièce name)." My tia said as she walked up to me and peeled the blankets off my body. ( let's go to the store so you can take care of (niece name) for me.)

I fought back pulling the blanket back over my body, " NOooOo I don't wanna go..." I whined.

"Te comprare una café." she bribed. At that I pulled off the blankets and sat up. ( I'll buy you coffee.)

Satisfied, she left the room and closed the door behind her.

Getting up and changing into more appropriate outfit for going out, which consisted of grey sweatpants and a (f/c) shirt, and left the room.

We got into the car and drove off to the store, I of course making sure that my niece didn't start crying while looking out the window listening to music and daydreaming.

We stopped in front of Walmart and got out of the car. I got my niece from out of the kid seat and set her down while grabbing hold of her hand and walking towards the entrance.

Making it inside I followed my aunt around the store while she shopped for her groceries, me holding onto my niece's hand still.

She had gotten tired of walking and so we sat her on the little sit in the front of the cart. After my aunt finished her shopping we checked out and left.

Walking out the exit we walked towards her car. Hearing shouting I turned around to look at what was happening.

That was my first mistake

"AHHHHHHHH"

Blood. Screaming. Running. Shots.

I pushed us closer to the car with my little niece at the front away from the shooting. Making sure she was covered.

I felt a huge sense of heat in my side but ignored it trying to get both of them into the car.

I held onto my niece while my aunt started the car, having no time to get her in the child seat I held her tight.

But as she cried and tightened her grip on me, I felt a flaming hot pain in my side. Looking down I saw that throughout my panicked state I had gotten shot and was bleeding out FAST.

This made me panic a bit—NO a LOT.

Everything after that was blank.

Sirens. Yelling. Machines. Rolling. Beeping—

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP

Oh the beeping stopped...

Man, I didn't even get my coffee.

Yeah so apparently I died.

I don't know where I am or what I'm doing here, but all I know is that this ain't heaven.

Like I should be in hell, OMG PLEASE—MY PHONE AND ALL THE STUFF ON THERE—

Wait is that screaming? Who the fuck is yelling? Sounds like they're going through labor or some sh–

"PUSH!"

. . .

Y'all there ain't no fucking way.

"Keep pushing!"

"GAHHH!"

Ngl i kinda wanna scream too–

Wait–Omg I see the light–

"ONE MORE PUSH!"

And just like that I flew out of someone's vagina.

And I started crying.

After the nurses cleaned me up they handed me to a woman with grey eyes and (h/c) hair, she had bags under her eyes and her face was pale.

Beside her was a man with (e/c) eyes , his eyes showed worry and happiness.

So were they my new parents?

I turned back to my 'mother' as she started talking in a weak voice, "s-she's. ..beautiful..."

Girl, I look like a rat that just got baptized the shit out of because they were trying to get rid of the sins I've committed.

My 'father' grabbed me and held me in his arms as he lovingly gazed upon me as I stared back at him.

But that didn't last long.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEPPP

"We're losing her!"

"She lost too much blood!"

"She isn't breathing!!"

Panic settled into my 'fathers' face as he turns his attention to his dying lover. A nurse took a hold of me and rushed me out of the room.

Did my 'mom' just die...? I haven't even been here for 5 minutes–

This is like a main character backstory, you know were their parents end up died and they are all alone.

My 'dad' soon came into the room that the nurse had put me in and walked up to my crib, his face was pale and had tears running down his face. It was one of the most heartbroken faces I've ever seen.

Feeling bad I try to move my weak arms towards him to try and comfort him, and it worked as he gazed down at me and smiled.

A nurse soon came in and started speaking, "What do you wanna name her?.."

My 'dad' stared at me for a bit before turning his head towards the nurse, and with a sad smile he said, "(y/n). Her mother loved that name."

The nurse nodded and began heading to the door but before she left she turned her head and said, "She looks like she'll make a strong airbender. Congrats." and with that she left the room.

Did she just say airbender?

like the airbenders from Avatar the Last Airbender?

Am I in Avatar the Last Airbender?!

I mean I've read fanfics about people being reborn into different shows/animes but never into this?! And why me!??!

My 'dad' had started to hum a lullaby to try and get me to sleep and it was working. Slowly beginning to drift off I gave in and close my eyes and listened to his humming.

IS THIS FUCKING ISABELLA'S LULLABY?!? OMG I'M GOING TO DIE HERE!!

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Welp I started another one–
^^ Author-Chan out