Chapitre 2: 2. Traveling leads to revelations
An: hey guys. Back again. I feel that writing the same fic for too long without another to break it up a bit becomes monotonous and uninspired.
This is why this fic exists. I enjoy that the world has action but it's more about life in general and figuring out how to bring 3 different worlds together. Although not the best in terms of pure storyline, I enjoy the character's personality and inner struggles with the monster that resides in all of us shown through them.
Do hope you enjoy. Remember to give me ideas about a pairing. I honestly don't know who I want. I don't think I'm going to use Alice just FYI. I enjoy her and Jaspers dynamic too much. Anyone else though is on the table. Maybe an oc. Let me know. Here the chapter.
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Phoenix International Airport, Lance Pov
As I make my way toward my next flight after landing, I begin to try and take stock of the last couple of weeks I've spent drifting through this new life.
Putting the house up for sale, investing in stocks I remember doing well in my last life, and finally telling the lawyer to shove it where the sun doesn't shine.
The guy was nice enough I suppose. But being spoken to like a child and questioned on every decision you make with YOUR money gets tedious.
My destination is Alaska. In truth I don't know why there, just felt like the perfect way to be isolated and still within the U.S. I needed to take some time to understand this new life. To understand Why I'm here, Especially in a world that seems so similar yet different from my own.
Weren't reincarnations supposed to be in fictional amazing worlds like starwars, avatar, or hell even the grim dark universe of 40k is exciting and blood pumping.
But here the craziest thing I've seen is there is no Apple. That was a shock to me. One of the largest corporations in mh last life was just not here now. It was weird like that. Some things were and some were not.
My next flight is to Seattle. I'll stay there for a few days to see what the Pacific Northwest of the U.S. looks like. It's always been a favorite of mine. The regular rain lends itself to gray skies and an all around overcast appearance. It was beautiful. One of the last few great wilderness spots still in the country at all.
With an MP3 player in my ear I listen to songs I myself wrote on the guitar/piano from my last life. Apparently this kid had a talent for it before I got into the driver seat and the muscle memory along with my general love for music and something truly familiar lead to my best try at recreating some of the songs I enjoyed before I apparently went to another reality where no entertainment is the same. It's insane to look for sports teams, movies, tv shows, books, that are all just no longer existing in a world so similar in other aspects to my last one.
After the ending of my version of Post Malones 'Circles' I arrive at the gate awaiting the boarding process for the plane.
I scroll through the playlist on the device in my hand and land on the next song and raise my head to look from under my hood and hat combo at the people I'll be flying with.
I don't get much of a chance as it seems it's time for boarding. I didn't get a crazy first class ticket or anything even if I could afford it. I just wanted to get off the plane asap. I didn't like them and if I had the patience I would've just drove here. But that would've been just as bad and so much longer.
So, I took the lesser of the two evils and took the plane.
I set my watch for 3 hours to wake me up and drifted off to sleep beside my fellow passengers In the sky.
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I'm awoken by my watch and I instantly turn it off. After only a minute or two gathering myself from the impromptu nap, the captian informs us it should only be about 15-20 minutes before we land and can disembark.
The disembarking went smoothly for me. After taking my Carry on I went to get a taxi and try to find a hotel that would help me out and rent a room to me even though I'm only 17.
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Charlie Swan Pov
After an awkward first meeting with Bella we began making our way back to my squad car to head home. I'm extremely happy she's back, but years apart have changed her so much I barely recognize my daughter. She's beautiful with brown hair and chestnut brown eyes. The same pale skin she developed in our hometown of Forks stayed with her when she lived in Phoenix.
One thing I'm not super excited about is the fact that she inherited my awkwardness. Just as we leave the terminal out into the lot to head toward the car I see a young blonde man trying and failing to hail a cab.
My fatherly and cop instincts kick in and I motion to bella to wait a second while i speak to the young man. He looks like he's in highschool. Why would nobody come to pick him up?
As i approached I get a better look at him. Blonde hair with blue eyes and sharp facial features, He stands about 6 foot 2– my cop brain instantly makes observations.
"Hey kid, you need a ride somewhere? Cabs can be kind of hard to hail. Especially for young people."
The kid looked at me and then over my shoulder to Bella. I saw surprise cross his features before quickly schooling them and speaking, "Forgive me, you caught me off guard. I'm just trying to see the Pacific Northwest before I go to Alaska."
That's odd. I ask the question, "Excuse me,but where's your parent?"
Sadness takes over his face at this question before he speaks, "They passed away not to long ago. They were quite well off which lead me to thinking I need to get away from our hometown and see the world."
I feel sorry for the kid and ask, "why don't you come with me? I'm sure I can find a place for you to stay."
He looks hesitant before nodding his head. He gives a quick silent nod to Bella that she returns, seemingly thankful he didn't try to strike up a conversation.
We make our way to the car in silence and when we arrive be instantly jumps in the back with his bag and puts his seat belt on.
I put Bella's bag in the trunk while speaking to her, "might be a good idea to make friends. He may be in forks for a while."
She nods and says nothing again. I hold in my sigh and try to think of how to get to forks without having complete silence in my car.
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Lance pov
Hearing someone call to me from behind offering a ride was a relief. Until I turned around and saw the man and a young girl my age not far away from me.
Seeing the two I instantly knew this life wasn't as normal as I'd originally thought, because standing in front of me was the most awkward father daughter duo I've ever seen in cinema. Bella and Charlie Swan.
'Fuck!' I think to myself as the cop walks towards me. This is about to get interesting.
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An: there we go. Hope you enjoy the chapter. I'll try to keep a regular schedule but life happens sometimes 🤷
Have a good day.
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