Rebirth
"*Welcome to eyewitness news at 6, with Samantha Ortiz and Evan Banks. Tonight's top the story, the deadly Drive By shooting at 7th and Alamos, We'll pass it on to Angela who's at the scene for more information on the attack."
"Thank you, I'm here at the crime scene where the attack took place, and where police have confirmed that 15 y/o Elias Guzman died."
"Truly heart breaking, Angela has their been any new information regarding the motive behind the murder?"
"Yes, according to law enforcement it's believed to be gang related with the victim found to be gang affiliated..."
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"Huh, where am I? Did I die? I can't see anything. I can't hear anything. I don't feel anything. How am I talking? Am I talking or thinking? I can't feel my body, so is my brain the only thing working? Am I dead? Is there no heaven ? Is it just nothing?"
"*Sigh*"
"I guess this is what someone like me gets, a child born from a prostitute, who became a gang member and a drug dealer..."
"I'm the the... I was the lowest of the low, sure I had a shitty family which didn't help, with me never knowing who was my father was and my mother being a whore only longing for sex and drugs... To think that I once thought I could save her, and give her a better life. I was such a stupid Idiot."
"No matter what I did, be it getting good grades in school or selling rock to help her with her addiction, she was never proud or happy of me. I thought I'd never see her happy, then she met that piece of shit."
"The catalyst for me turning into what I became, a sick bastard who'd beat me daily and burn me with his cigarettes. While she watched it all happen and never spoke out in my defense, never told him to stop never helping me up."
"After that I escaped and joined a gang leaving her and that asshole in the past, what followed were many bad things, Assault, Robberies, and drug dealing. I was someone totally different someone stronger, atleast that's what I thought... Until I later learned that my mother Overdosed and I hated myself for feeling sad for her, I felt guilty for a woman who'd abandoned me."
"I guess being here by myself for all of eternity doesn't sound too bad, for better or worse I chose that life just like those who shot me, I deserve this."
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Ottery St Catchpole, Devon, England.
3/1/1980
South of the village and hidden behind hills and trees. stood a house several stories high, with four chimneys on the roof, with the appearance of it almost falling down. Inside the crooked home in a dimly lit room a short middle aged red headed woman was screaming at the top of her lungs as another woman kept shouting at her to push.
"Molly, you have to push!"
"I know that Sophia! This one's the sixth I've had, I just wish he'd hurry up and come out already!!!"
Off to the side a tall blue eyed red headed man was nervously looking at the two women shouting at each other. In front of the rooms doorway two red headed boys were standing as they were also quite anxious seeing there mother screaming. So much so that they didn't notice when two toddlers rushed passed them with another chasing after them.
"Ahahah, Percy can't"
"Catch us!"
"Fred, George No"
As the two boys standing at the door and their nervous father tried to stop the three toddlers, they heard a load cry followed by silence.
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Inside the dark void a tunnel with light shining brightly suddenly appeared.
"What's going on!? Is that the way towards heaven? If It is I should head towards it, this is my chance!"
Focusing all of his being or whatever he was he looked toward the bright tunnel trying to go through it. As he did everything became bright and then became dim almost dark, he tried to open his eyes seeing as the brightness subsided only to be shocked by what he saw.
"What... Is this a house? Why am I-"
His thought came to a halt when he heard people talking and that's also how he noticed his current situation.
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"It's a boy!! Congratulations, Molly, Arthur, now what'll his name be?"
Sophia had been a midwife for several years now and she'd witnessed several different reactions to a child's birth but when she announced that it was a boy the room became quite. Looking towards the couple she could see that although they had smiles they seemed forced.
"Another boy..."
"It'll be fine Mollywobbles, we'll try again in a few years."
Surprised by their response Sophia could only stand there holding the newborn while they discussed having another, which made her unconsciously look at the five boys who'd entered the room.
"*How can they possibly want another!?*"
The man then stepped up trying to hold the baby which she happily handed over. However when he held the child he noticed something peculiar.
"Um, Sophia is everything alright with the child?"
"What do you mean Arthur!?"
"I mean he hasn't cried not once..."
Hearing her husbands words Molly also became nervous and tried standing up but due to extreme fatigue failed to do so. Finding his question valid Sophia took out a wooden stick and pointed it at the child.
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>Baby's POV<
"What the hell is going on here!? I thought I was going to heaven! How'd I end up as a newborn baby? And why do they seem familiar?"
Trying to figure how he knew these people he began to look around the room trying to find any clues as to why he was brought here. That's when he saw several things off about the house, specialy with the picture frames hanging on the walls.
"Am I crazy or are those pictures moving?"
Occupied with the moving pictures he failed to listen to what the adults were saying, that was until he saw a woman pointing a stick at him. Unable to speak he became scared at the apparent crazy woman trying to poke him with a stck.
"*Hey lady, what are you trying to do!?*"
"Corporis Revelio"
The baby was trying to squirm out of the woman's embrace but when he saw a yellow coming out of the "Stick" he was able to piece something together.
"*Don't tell me... please don't tell me, this can't be real right? I'm-*"
As the yellow light shined on the baby everyone in the room became quite waiting for the woman to finish her spell. After a second the light vanished and she turned towards the red headed couple with a smile.
"There's nothing wrong, although rare some newborns don't cry. It's nothing to worry about."
Hearing her say that their son was fine the couple sighed in relief and the man took the child in his arms with a big smile on his face. Contrary to him the baby was in shock of his recent realization.
"*Moving pictures, wands, magic...*"
"Your name will be Ronald Bilius Weasley!"
"*... I'm Ron from the Harry Potter movies."
