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Kapitel 2: Chapter 2 - Head, Shoulders, Knees, an..

Chapter 2

Waking up to a splitting headache an hunger pangs was not the way I wanted to return to land of the living, however I was alive, so still it was a bonus.

As I opened my eyes it only got worse. I was in a shabby small room that looked like a rerun of the 80s. From a certain British tv show with a certain galavanting male hero wall posters to a certain mechanical nightmare that screamed something along the lines of kill all humans when I stepped on it, while getting my bearings, it was definitely a child's room an messy.

I then heard a snap an remembered something awful. Yes, all my years in this body's memories came back to me. Thankfully none of the baby memories made it through except for maybe a flash or two, first words and steps an so on.

Ok, down to business I thought. What year is it. I walked over to a wall calendar I saw sitting atop a very worn used desk with stickers all over it. The date read July 1, 1990, if I remember correctly Harry received his letter in 1991, so great I have about 10 months to get ready.

There was only a itsy, bitsy, teeny, weeny, problem. I unfortunately did not have any memory of the accidental magic variety. No exploding chestnuts under the teachers desk or weird teleporting away from bully incidents. For all intents an purpose's I was a muggle. I couldn't believe it my retirement slash second chance at life was gonna be wasted away being a muggle while knowing for a fact I was in HPV. (Will have this as Harry Potter Universe because it takes to long to type)

Ok, breath wait what's my name now ...

Staring at a mirror I remembered it was James Kirk Howlett, and staring back at me was a young, with messy hair, boy with Asian an Caucasian features. Doing the quick check for all the important bits, hmm so I am a mix whatever in my original life I was part Cajun French,German an scotch Irish so basically mix of a different variety. Getting back to my self rambling wasn't there a special skill or something Bob gave me?

For the next 10 mins I kept calling out all the most embarrassing things I could think of like fireball in a silly pose or menu while looking around and of course lumos. Amidst my inner monologue a hand tapped me on my head. I turned around and was immediately embarrassed. Why you ask? Because my sister of 7 years was staring at me like I was a weirdo and said mom says to come eat breakfast. I smiled while sneering a little sure sorry I didn't hear you if you knocked.

Whatever she said an left.

After my sister left I did see a small dot on the bottom of my eye site. Blinking I tried concentrating on it an boom a text screen of blue popped up in my face.

Welcome user5677654 to the skill/power copy card system.

I smiled, this actually might be good.


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Thought stopping at the power type was a good point to leave it at for now, remember it’s just my first attempt at writing in a while. Please be kind. Sorry if it’s a little shorter than chapt one, what do you think 500 or so or 850 ish words.

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