Chapter 1: Game x Over x Restart

I have no idea when it started.

Or why it even began.

I don't even remember which Story was my first anymore.

It was the dead of the night. The growing moon slowly taking her place up in the starry sky, her voluminous being glowing softly over the hidden village. The leaves rustled quietly in the cold air, the wind blowing ever so gently. It was unusually silent in this dark night. Not even the small chirps of the little crickets could be heard.

Ah...

Silent as the wind, a dark haired teen rushed over the rooftops of the Uchiha district. Wind rushed past her ears as she dashed quietly towards a dark forest, her footsteps barely making a clatter against the tiles. All were sleeping soundly in this chilling night, unaware of the rising rampage that was about to ensue.

It wasn't suppose to go this way.

Landing suddenly at the edge of the forest, chocolate brown eyes glanced warily before stepping closer towards the towering trees. Wind brushed against the branches, the leaves shuddering in the night air. The girl spoke softly, her voice almost overtaken by the sudden wind.

"Itachi."

A dark shape glided out, revealing the slim figure of a young boy. He had similarly colored dark eyes and black hair, and had two lines marring the front of his face. They stood silently in the dark forest, not too far from the Uchiha residence. The stoic boy merely gave her an empty glance before staring back up to the rising moon. It was full and bright tonight.

Realizing that the young male had no interest in her, she took another step forward. "I'm telling you that there is another way, Itachi!" she cried urgently, her eyes pleading him to not engage in this horrid plan. "It doesn't have to go this route!"

The boy merely ignored her, his dead gaze focused on the bright orb above. He leaned against the trunk of an aging tree, letting out an inaudible sigh. He felt calm. At peace. No. He was kidding himself. He was empty. The wind blew once more, blowing his dark bangs in front of his eyes. The girl before him grew tense, her mouth opening and closing. As if unsure about what to say to him.

Suddenly she took a firm stance, her eyes staring hard at the boy a few years her minor. "...What would Sasuke think?" she whispered weakly, her dark brown eyes betraying her desperation.

At that the young boy's brow twitched, before quickly dismissing the comment and gave a small sigh. Nothing could be done at this point. Not when so many irreversible things have happened. Things that had happened before they were even born. His onyx eyes looked up, fixated on the moon. It grew brighter and brighter as it slowly rose up higher into the sky.

The girl started trembling, her eyes started to well up in tears from frustration before she exploded. "D'you really think this is the best plan?! That this is the only way!? That this's the best way!? This won't help Sasuke at all! How would he live on? D'you think Danzo will just quietly step aside just 'cause he's young? I don't think even Shis-!"

"Enough!" he barked, cutting her off her desperate rant. His voice was as cold as the night air.

The girl gave a small jump, but her eyes only burned brighter. Her fist clenched tighter as hope grew in her heart. He finally responded!

Itachi frowned, realizing his mistake. The older girl had tried to convince him many times before, to drop this insane plan ever since he died. The girl was his friend, his cousin. Practically a sister. She had always found ways to cheer him up. Always had his best interest in mind. Always looking out for him. Always helping out with his beloved little brother. Sasuke.

Itachi's dark eyes hardened. He pushed himself away from the tree. She was pitifully delaying the inevitable.

They both knew it.

"Shisui would have accepted this," he stated softly, sadness swirling into his dark eyes. He grasped his blade, slowly pulling it out. The smooth metal shined brightly against the moonlight as a sudden gust tossed their hair wildly into the air.

Her breath hitched, the fire in her eyes becoming dimmer and dimmer as the hard anger was slowly replaced with a soft sadness. They stared at each other, a silent understanding forming between them. She let out a sigh, noticing the dark red blooming over his coal black iris.

Itachi stared back at her, his eyes once more showing no emotion as he lifted his tantō. Tears welled up in the girl's eyes at the thought of the recently deceased Uchiha.

"You're right about that at least..."

She put up no resistance as she felt the cold metal pierce through her flesh. Red splattered against the ground as she felt something warm choke up to the back of her throat. The girl chuckled inwardly at the familiar iron taste. As fast as ever, Itachi-chan. She accepted this. Accepted his determination. She didn't want to go up against the boy she thought of as a friend. As a brother. Shakily, she lifted up her arm, tenderly touching the soft skin of her murderer's cheek.

"I'll be the first to go then," she smiled, gazing into his empty red eyes as everything faded to black.

Game Over.

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For a long time, I've been forced to live through countless Stories.

It was like a game. A torturous, game that fooled with my mind and my soul.

I don't get to choose the Story.

I don't get to choose my character.

I don't have control over anything.

I can't even Exit out of this accursed game.

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Restart.

A scrawny young girl gazed up at the night sky, staring dumbly at the silent stars. She laid atop a small hill, a dark forest encircling her as wildlife hummed in the distance. A loud sigh escaped her lips. It happened again, Sen thought quietly, raising a hand over her face. The shimmer of the twinkling above doing little to calm her nerves. She had died and Restarted again into the body of a small child.

She suddenly slammed her fist on the ground, yelling into the empty air. "GRAAH! STUPID ITACHI!"

Tears started to well up in her new eyes, threatening to fall as the lights above became a blurry mess. She couldn't save him. She couldn't save anyone. All she did was fall victim to Danzo's plan. Sen rolled over, curling up tightly as she quietly cried over her new loss.

At first it surprised her, at her ability to die. She found out long ago that she had the chance of changing the events of a Story, but it came with the downside of her being capable for death. The girl sniffed, rubbing away her tears. Death didn't matter to her. She had accepted such a fate long ago, ready to go home. Even accepted the after life. However when she once again blinked open her eyes, she found that she was still alive. In another world. Another Story. This cycle happened over and over. Seemingly endlessly.

Should she be happy about this?

...

Even after all this while, she wasn't sure what her answer to it was.

The girl gave out a drawn out sigh, raking her hands through her stiff black hair, trying to push past events to the past. What Story am I in now?

Her eyes grew weary as she gazed up to the sky above her. The stars doing nothing but dotting up the dark blanket of the night sky. Moments ago she was just witnessing the beginnings of the Uchiha Massacre. Even with all her former knowledge, she still wasn't able to stop it. Because she didn't read far enough to know more about it.

She suddenly gave a low, sarcastic chuckle. At least Itachi has graced her to be his first kill.

Jumping up, the dark haired girl slowly stretched her new muscles, trying to ignore the events that had just happened a few seconds ago. She had to focus on where she was at now. Her life was over in the Naruto world. Thinking more about it will just break her heart.

...I didn't even get a chance to say goodbye to the blonde brat.

"Gah, just forget. Forget about it!" She squeezed her eyes closed as she rubbed the sides of her head. "Focus on the Story I'm in now. Focus..."

Taking a deep breath, her dark eyes glanced down, steadily looking over her new body. Her hair fell over her shoulders as she bent over. Sen absentmindedly noted its black color as she inspected her physique. Her legs were spindly and pale, and had arms that were wiry and thin. Hopping up and down, she guessed her age to be about ten years old.

"Che, why am I in this?" she muttered, an embarrassed flush dusting her cheeks as she looked down at her attire. She was dressed in dark shorts, a dark shirt, and dark boots. Like a little night ranger. She bit the inside of her cheek, desperately hoping that she wasn't in another magical girl Story. The dark clothing contrasted starkly against her pale skin, making her look even skinnier and younger. Tsk.

"Whatever," she grunted.

Slowly she closed her weary eyes, her soul drained from her encounter with Itachi. Letting out a small sigh, Sen plopped back down onto the ground, planning on dealing with it all in the morn-

FWOOM!

Her eyes popped open at the booming sound. Wha-? She let out a yelp of surprise as she felt her body sinking deep into the earth. The girl gritted her teeth as bits of dirt and pebbles fell into her hair. Scrambling back up, she turned back to see an imprint of herself about half a foot deep into the ground. Her heart raced slightly at the sight. It was a near perfect imprint, framing her thin arms and legs and skinny body.

The girl put an arm on her shoulders, slowly rolling it back and forth but finding no hint of pain. Was the ground just really soft? Or perhaps her new body was really heavy? Really sturdy?

"Wait."

She squinted her eyes in concentration, the imprint on the ground feeling very familiar. A terrible itch suddenly raged in the back of her head at the sight. Have I seen this before?

Sen place a hand in the middle of her imprint, feeling the dirt below her fingertips. It was dry and hard. She pushed, feeling the normal resistance. The ground was firm and solid as it should be. Unsatisfied, her fingers slowly traced the outline, before stopping quickly as a sudden thought overtook her eyes shot open as her throat closed up. She felt the small heart within her beat rapidly against her chest. It can't be...

Numerous thoughts coursed through her mind, as she stared blankly at the ground below her. Beneath the glow of the crescent moon, her dark imprint shone brightly against the grassy floor. Its form haunted the small girl, for it brought up memories she had long pushed down. The small girl brought her arms close, hugging her tiny form as she began to tremble. Her dark hair tangled onto her face as the wind blew away the clouds. Something sparked brightly in the corner of her eyes.

Turning her head, her dark eyes spied a small pebble a few feet away from her. Its lone, shiny form reaching out to her, daring her to do what she know she shouldn't do. What she shouldn't be able to do. She shook her head vigorously, "I don't want to."

A warm gush of air blew harsher, blowing her long hair out of her face. The girl shivered, despite its warmth.

"I don't want to," she repeated, her voice becoming soft whisper. Nervously, Sen looked back to the pebble. The small rock gleamed in the moonlight, calling out to her.

Do it. You know you can.

With a trembling breath, she reluctantly lifted a hand toward the rock, and flicked her fingers toward the sky.

The pebble started floating a few inches in the air.

"Gshk-!"

A strangled gasped escaped her throat, her onyx eyes widening at the sight. Her hand immediately loosened, losing control of the little pebble in front of her. She watched dumbly as the small rock tumbled back down on the soft grass, barely ruffling the green plants.

Sen stared at it for a while, refusing to accept what she just saw. What she had just done.

The pebble sat innocently before her in the moonlight.

She took a deep breath.

"That was...earthbending, wasn't it?" she asked quietly to herself, unwilling to admit to it.

BA-DUM.

Her heart started pounding.

Am I back in Avatar?

Her hands quickly grasped the sides of her head, rubbing furiously as her dark tresses became entangled with one another. She squeezed her eyes shut, shaking her head.

Impossible.

Not once.

Not once had she ever returned to a Story she had already lived through.

Sen closed her eyes and took a shuddering breath. Slowly, she released the grip on the sides of her head and pulled, only to find her hands tugging on the black strands. Her slims fingers were tangled with her hair. Sighing, the girl slumped to the ground. Did she really Restart back into the world of Avatar?

She peeked open her eyes and glanced at the tiny pebble. It gleamed in the moonlight, sending chills down her spine.

"GRAHH!"

She fwipped her arms in anger, unintentionally sending the small pebble flying off to the distance. It sailed far across the air, flipping through the trees, landing in an unknown distance. Sen sat there dumbly, strands of her dark hair twisted between her fingers.

"Gyaahh! Why did it have to fly!?" she cried, bewildered at her ability to throw a stone without touching it. Sen rubbed furiously at the sides of her head, once again tangling her long hair. She huffed. Suddenly, the pale skinned girl stood up determinedly and stood solidly, feet apart. She had to confirm. It could all have just been chance.

She lifted a palm, and pushed. Her heart fell as she saw the earth moving along with her.

"No..."

Moving through some old stances she learned long ago, her dark eyes stared dazedly. There was nothing left to deny. Nothing but to accept.

The earth before her rose and fell to her will with every motion. It twisted and twirled, power and strength softly inlaid within the rocks. Her heart tinged at the familiar movements, but quickly shook her head. Suddenly, she stopped her arms, the earth falling back down with a solid thunk and became still once more. The girl refused for her emotions to swell up. Her dark eyes glanced back at the upturned ground.

She really was earthbending.

Sen struggled to breathe, clenching tightly at her black shirt. It wasn't possible. There was no way she was back in Avatar. Moments passed as the shadows of the earth grew longer and longer. There was no way denying its existence.

The dark haired girl stood there, absentmindedly smoothing the ground under her. Dark hair fell over her eyes as she lowered her head in resignation.

She had Restarted, her abilities should have been reset back to zero. Turning her back to a normal, everyday child. It was the standard. It was what always happened. It was the Rule.

"Then why...why am I able to earthbend?" she choked out, her eyes starting to tear up once more as old memories rose to the front of her mind. Toph...

She shook her head again, the floor below smooth once more. The air around her started moving, sliding its warm touch over her small frame, embracing her. She sniffed. Never mind the fact that she can earthbend again, the last Story she was in was Naruto. If anything, shouldn't she be molding chakra instead of bending the earth?

A dark spark suddenly sprang to the back of her mind.

With a hard swallow, her hands slowly formed the ram seal and tensed, uncertain about what will happen.

There was nothing.

She was about to let out a relieved sigh when she suddenly began to feel the familiar hum of energy coursing through her veins. She let out a gasp, releasing control of the sudden flow of energy.

Just what is going on?

.

Off in the distance, where a gloomy castle stood atop a tall mountain, an aging man in his late thirties suddenly felt a chill crawl up his spine.

His black eyes glanced out to the window, his glasses shining against the moonlight.

Someone has trespassed onto Zoldyck property.

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The evening grew colder as the night grew longer. Sen didn't know how long she knelt there on that grassy hill with the stars twinkling down at her. It felt like hours as her mind tumbled back and forth with questions upon questions. Why can she earthbend again? Why can she feel chakra? Why didn't she Restart back to zero?

Her dark eyes swerved up to the waning moon.

Just what else could she do?

The moon looked down at her, glowing brightly against the dark sky. It overpowered the speckled stars, despite its slimmer size. Sen growled. It did nothing to help calm the turmoil brewing inside of her.

Clenching her fists, Sen glared hard at the moon, its crescent smile baring down at her like a mocking laugh. She scoffed, "I can just hide all this and everything will be back to normal, y'know!"

The moon merely continued shining its eerie glow.

Irritated, Sen was about to retort back when she heard the soft rustle of footsteps walking toward her. Her eyes widened.

A man with a grim face stared down before her. He had come-back black hair and sharp eyes framed with pointed glasses. His dark suit was neat and clean, and his shoes shined like no other. He looked composed as the girl below him began shaking with fright. Her eyes were wide and open in confusion, her mouth agape.

Just-

Just who was this?!

Sen never had trouble identifying characters of a Story before. Even when they were minor characters, or were simply just a bystander.

"For trespassing upon Zoldyck property," a grave voice started. The man looked down at her, his eyes were emotionless, yet deadly.

The girl just knelt there, staring up openly at the tall man, confused and bewildered to the point of stupor.

"Your life is forfeit."

With that, the tall man swung down his fist.

~o~o~o~

A/N: Yo! I found that I really wanted to write a story where a normal girl drops into the world of HxH for some reason. But I wanted to give the story a twist to it, give the overused storyline something new and refreshing to read. So I decided that the girl that had dropped into the world of HunterxHunter...has already lived through many worlds like Naruto, Avatar, etc.~!

Ah, her ability to earthbend and utilize chakra is for the plot. Don't worry too much about it~

Some vocab that may or may not help your reading experience:

Story: By this, the little night ranger had meant the multiple universes she had lived through. Like Naruto, Avatar, and many others that you might see. -Don't worry, those other worlds won't be delved into much as I'll try to keep focus on the HxH world.

Game Over: Just like in a game where you only have one life, when you die, it's game over. The little MC has witnessed many Game Overs. Hehehe~

Restart: The awakening after each Game Over. She usually awakens in the body of a small child.

Exit: Basically meaning to escape the game and go back home.

Rules: To put it simply, it means following the laws of that Story. Like not being able to firebend in the Naruto world, or being incapable of using a wizard's wand in the world of Inuyasha. To comply with this Rule, Sen's Restart body always reverts to a normal child, removing past abilities and strengths.

Why does the MC relate it all to gaming terms~? In the next chapter I may answer that question.