I feel warmth. Like sitting next to a really good heater during a winter night.
It feels like minutes ago I was in the water, drowning with my regrets and now I'm basking in an eternal warmth due to being saved. Wait a minute, that did happen.
Where am I? I couldn't see and all I felt was the warmth and…hold on, it feels fleshy…
I can hear voices. It sounds so distant but I can tell it's getting closer. Funny how that reminds me of my past. Reminds me of my parents, I could hear the anger in their voices from the distance as I anticipated my inevitable talk with them.
Only here it's not the sound of anger. I hear people who sound anxious or happy even. I'm starting to think maybe this is actually heaven and the angels are calling to me.
Ah, it doesn't matter. I like being in this warm place, let me relax..
Suddenly, I feel a sudden coldness. Someone close the door! All that heat is going out and I'd rather not get up and close it. That's just too much energy for me.
It wasn't just the sudden coldness that hit me. Someone was grabbing me? My Feet!
My…tiny feet? Wait a minute, I'm being born! Holy shit!
My Leg grabbing friend gently pulled me out!
And thus, I was back into the world. A very dimly lit world.
What awaited me on the other side was two men. One was wearing a brown apron over a white shirt. He also had glasses and a pretty nasty scar on the top left of his head. Most likely a doctor? He looks like he was the one that got me out of my cozy palace as he was holding me in his arms. He looked tired.
The other man Had on a brown vest and shirt, He had his brown hair in a complete mess. His eyes were bagged badly. And there was a noticeable scar on his arm. He got in front of me and looked at me with joy and said something in a language I couldn't understand. It sounded similar to Russian, He pointed at me and turned his head to somewhere else.
When I turned my head, I saw a woman lying on the bed. She looked extremely tired, But was smiling at me. The man that was holding me decided to give me to her. She had stunning black hair to her shoulders. And her eyes had a deep blue to them. Her Chest area was also very endowed. She wore a nightgown that was white and though the room was dimly lit, I could see her peach color skin took me into her arms.
Looking at someone like this would normally turn me on. I've met my fair share of ladies in my high school that shared the same features….ok maybe that was a lie. However, Nothing was doing it for me here. Perhaps me being a newborn is one issue? Probably.
She reached out and grabbed me, Her soft hands caressing my head as she turned to the doctor.
Hallelujah!
She also spoke in this foreign language to the doctor.
The woman then turned to the other man and spoke to him. I Can't figure out this language. But, I can pick out things that sound familiar. The name's Synthia and Gerlad popped up in their conversation. I'm guessing that I'm their child too. And they look so young! Maybe possibly in their mid twenties?
While they were talking, she was cradling me in her arms. But it felt more like she was just rubbing me against her mountain that she had. Not that i'm complaining, As a matter of fact, I am pleased. I'm sure the face that I have on right now would look like a perverted man.
The doctor decided it was time to go, so he bowed to the other man and lady before leaving out the door. Which also reminds me. The room we were in looked quite medieval. The wooden floors looked somewhat unstable, But i could tell these were man-made by someone. The roof also had some sort of mud like surface to them. Perhaps dried mud? There was also a table and dresser off to the left of the room, the door on the right also looked like it was used quite frequently. Looking around more. It seems like there aren't any electronic items here, Just a couple of candles inside this room. I'll need to check out what else I could find….when I'm able to.
In the meantime, The couple were looking at me, Smiles shining onto me.
"..Kota.." is what I heard when she was speaking to me. She looked at the man and they both nodded before the man sat down beside her and kissed her.
I'm guessing that is my name now. Kota.
No more travis. No more old me, That's gone now, I hope so.
Still…seeing these two kissing and flirting remind me of my parents. Or I mean my parents from the old world. They'd flirt and sit around together every day even if I tell them to stop. My mother would shush me with a smile and say "You'll understand what we do when you find the one." and dad would be trying to smooch her. It's not that i didn't understand her, I've had some girls i've..smooched. Nothing big or…messed up.
…I wonder how they feel about their kids' death. Taking his own life. Disowning him for his action because he was misaccused. Not realizing the bigger picture and asking for his side of the story.
I felt tears crawl down my baby face thinking this. The woman holding me, gasping and gently wiping my tears away. They probably think I'm just crying for some baby reason. Maybe it is a baby reason.
Ok, enough with the sad shit now, Travis! You are now a new baby for this couple!
The start of their family! Maybe with this family, you can be a good son.