6:00am Japan, it was a crappy morning, foggy and rainy. Personally Kagero liked this type of weather better than sunny days because when the sun was out, it was harder to train due to the heat. She was tired, dead tired, having dark bags under her eyes from the lack of sleep. The previous night she stayed up too late reading. Reading, training and music were her only hobbies. She didn't want to go to bed until she finished her book, fully knowing that she would regret it the next morning. She didn't like it, but she always got up at the same time no matter how late she went to bed, her internal clock suck that way. After trudging out of bed she had her breakfast before she put on her training clothes and went outside for a run.

She wore a black short sleeved shirt with a low V neck, and wore bandages wrapping from her waist up and threw her arms and ended by her knuckles; the pants she wore had zippers along the sides and had those belt buckles that clipped on as a fashion statement, the belt being dark green and the pants being gray. The belt buckles were like the ones, those Vocaloid things her father loved so much. Her shoes were black and had neon blue stripe, she had gotten them as a present from her father the previous year. She put her hair up into a net and put her wig on. Her hair was dark turquoise with highlights in them, her wig was customized so it was like her hair but much shorter. Though her father told her that the net was the easy way out and it was more noticeable she did it anyways. She stayed up too late the night before reading and was grumpy and lazy. She didn't want to put in effort where it wasn't needed. They lived alone, why did she need to wear a wig.

Sighing, she ran through the woods until the fog started to lift. She looked to the sun for the time. Judging from where it was, it was around 11:00. When she got home she walked around, she couldn't find her father anywhere. She went to her father's bedroom, she sighed, he was still sleeping like a rock. She made lunch and got him up. It was rare for her father to sleep in even it was because he had an anime marathon. He had re-watched the particular anime so many times that she knew the plot well from how much she overheard. Once lunch was done, she went to wake her father up only to find him not in his room. She went back to the kitchen after looking in a few other rooms. Her dad was sitting at the table.

"Oh hey father, I was just going to wake you up."

"Well, the smell of food woke me up." He said stoically, but took a deep breath in, "it smells so good!"

She raised an eyebrow at him, the change in his mood evident, "You must be hungry then." Her dad nodded, it looked like he was going to drool any second now.

There was a long pause as they ate. When they finished, they said thanks for the food and got up to do their own thing. Kagero went to wash the dishes while her father left the room. He came back with a box that was wrapped up and had a ribbon.

"Happy Birthday Kagero. Here, take this," He handed her the box.

"Oh, it's my birthday?" She blinked, tilting her head. "Hmm, I guess I forgot."

"Who forgets their own birthday?" He said with a face that didn't suit his serious demeanor.

"I don't know, I've never really cared." She said as she unwrapped the box. In the box was a pure white sweater with neon blue lines on it. There was also a deep red scarf with bright red ends. She could tell it was high quality and would be able to go through tough training "Thanks dad. I've been needing new clothing, all my other clothes are in tatters." She gestured to her current shirt. It was torn by the shoulder and ripped where a branch caught her during training a week ago.

"There's also one more thing." He started, getting his daughter to look up at him, "I've never told you about your mother before. She said not to talk about her till you were older." Kagero's eyes widened as he spoke, "Though I will not be able to answer all of your questions." He said with a serious face that fell into a smile. "Those clothes used to be your mothers. They're special so treat them with care."

Her face was priceless, her dad never talked about her mother, and he usually just said that she was not of this world. "R-really? You're willing to talk about mother?" Her face went from a shocked one, to a happy one in a matter of seconds.

"Yes. But you still have to train today, even though it's your birthday, you know that right, Kagero." He pat her head.

"Yes, yes, I know." She waved it off lazily.

"I guess I could make an exception though. You can stop your training early today."

"Around what time should I come back or stop training per say?" She asked, she usually ended her training session after seven. Sometimes she would even spend the night out in the woods.

"Around five."

"Ok, I'll be off then!" Kagero ran out the house and into the woods.

Yes, I'll get to hear about mother! She thought to herself with a large grin as she ran through the deep woods that she was ever so used to.

She reached her usual spot in the woods and started training, with her own made up training regimen. She always ran for about an hour of two in the morning, then go back for breakfast. Then she would run back again, which would take about an hour, and train in combat and other things. Right now she was doing an exercise that would improve her jumping height tenfold; jumping through the trees. She would start off by jumping from the ground to a tree branch, then jumping back down to improve how she landed so she wouldn't put too much strain on her body, since she had that much extra weight on due to her training weights. After an hour of that she started running up the trees and wall jumped off of them to get a grasp of the timing and the weight distribution to jump up walls and other objects.

By the time lunch comes around, she hunts for some food, it would waste too much time to run all the way back to her house for lunch only to go back again. She ended up getting some fish. She incorporated a type of training into fishing, reaction time. She would stand in a stream and wait for the fish to come to her, as they passed she would swat them out of the water onto land.

After having her lunch, she would take a break and meditate. She knew when the body needed to rest, otherwise it wouldn't be able to function properly. When she meditated, she always felt a surge of power go through her. She had read so many books about that feeling so she referred it as 'the zone'. Like when an athlete is in their best condition and is much better than usual.

Afterwards, she did an exercise that would increase her acceleration; the ability to increase to top speed in a short time. She would walk, then suddenly start sprinting at full speed, then jog and sprint again and so on. It was also good for increasing stamina. Once she was done doing that, she went home to spar with her father.

"I'm back!" She shouted and went to find her father where she knew he would be. In the living room with the TV. "Hey dad... would you be able to spar with me?" She asked quietly, nervous since she hadn't asked him in such a long time.

Her father looked surprised, "Yea, increase your weights and get in the Dojo." He closed his book, got up, and headed to the Dojo.

"Yes..." She pouted internally. Whenever she sparred with anyone she would increase her weights. Her father walked in as she was putting them on.

"Kagero, come on you can take more weight. Add more than that."

She sighed and struggled to get up. The weights now weighed her total body weight which was much more than she was used to. Her father stepped onto the room floor and took his stance. Waiting for her father's signal she started her exchange.

Kagero immediately accelerated to her father's backside to get the advantage. She jumped and planted her heel in a dropkick to his collar bone. Right after she tried to jump off his shoulder while she kicked him, but he grabbed her ankle and twisted her around. With her flexibility, she arched backwards and grabbed his ankles and rotated her hips to break free of his grip. The added weight was starting to take its toll as she was starting to get sluggish. She couldn't do any more of her fancy acrobatic moves anymore. So she took a low stance, weight mainly on the back right leg.

Her father rushed her with a barrage of punches and kicks and she managed to block the ones targeted for her stomach and ribs. Kagero managed to escape the bombardment. She crouched down low and did a sweep kick to her father's pivot with all her force. He stumbled. She took the chance to do another sweep kick. Though for some creativity and variety she jumped while she spun to aim for his head. Her father wasn't expecting a follow up kick—his balance was already off center so he blocked his upper body for impact, but Kagero changed the course of the kick and nailed him in his ribs. Kagero stopped her attacks when one of her knees gave out. Her father saw this and went into attack mode once again. This went on for a while until Kagero couldn't stand anymore. They took a break, and on the break Kagero meditated to regulate her breathing.

Her father was baffled; he hadn't sparred with her for about two years. She had always trained by herself. She had improved so much that he wasn't disgraced anymore, disgraced that the heir to his dojo was a woman. He thought that since he had a daughter instead of a son she wouldn't be able to reach the level required to run the establishment. He had hid the fact that she was a girl from their family since she was four. He was snapped out of his trance when his daughter spoke.

"Hey, it's past five, I didn't notice." She breathed out a deep breath.

"Oh, you're right. Then let's have dinner." He stood up and left the training room. He made himself to look impassive, but he was actually quite winded.

Upon having dinner they started talking about her mother. Apparently she was really strong, stronger than her father! Kagero couldn't believe it. She started asking questions about her.

"Hey... is Mother dead?" The sudden serious question caught her father off guard as he stuttered a bit when he went to reply.

"N-No, at least I don't think so I would probably be able to tell if she did Kagero."

"How so?"

"Instinct I guess."

"Then where is she?"

"Let's just say that, she's not of this world." There was a pause as Kagero thought of her next question.

"Are you able to get into contact with her?"

"No..." He said looking down, worried if she would catch on to the lie. It technically wasn't one.

"Ok, this is the last question. Do you have a picture of her?" Kagero knew that she was pestering her father, but she had to know what she looked like at the least!

"I do have a picture, though it's from when we were young. About twenty years old." Her father said as he got up rummaging through some old photo albums. When he found the correct album he flipped through it and showed Kagero the picture.

"Woah, she's beautiful," Kagero couldn't close her gaping mouth.

Her father chuckled, "Yea, you're the spittin' image of her you know."

"Really? Oh, she's wearing the sweater that you gave me!"

"You should try it on" He suggested.

"Yea, be right back!" She said running off with a grin.

Leidra, she turned out well. He thought to himself with a sad smile on his face. I hope you get to see her again.

Kagero ran to her room and put her clothes on. She noticed a weird feeling or 'vibe' coming from the clothes. It was a warm feeling, as if someone was there. She then ran off to her father.

"Oh, it looks great Kage."

"Really?"

"Yea." Her father had a nostalgic tone to his voice that made her feel a bit sorry for her father. "Oh, I forgot, new episodes are out." He noticed when he looked at his watch.

"Well, you can go ahead and watch them. I need to finish my contraption." Kagero said, walking off to her father's workshop in the back yard.

Kagero had been creating some shoe attachments. They were an ongoing project that she had been working on for about a year with many prototypes and failures. She had to get her father to teach her how to weld and she figured out the rest. There were billions of books out there to help her out. About an hour later she was almost finished, she just had to put the special wheels on and it was done.

"YEAH! Done!" She exclaimed, ecstatic to try them out.

She made attachments to her shoes that would be able to change her normal sneakers into Rollerblades within a simple snap—though once she attached them she wouldn't be able take it off without ripping the sole of the shoe off. She had gotten the idea when her father had taken her out for her birthday once to a retro roller skating rink and she fell in love with roller blades. Once she had enough understanding of the makeup of Rollerblades and the skill to work with metal she decided to make a pair. But her idea was not just a Rollerblade but an attachment that would be able to change from a shoe to one in a matter of seconds.

When she put them on to test them they worked like a breeze, and when she was done, she could fold the wheels on the shoes so they were flat. The wheels were custom made so the sides of them were just like the bottom of a regular sneaker.

I guess it's about time. He got up to go get Kagero to hear her running through the house.

"Dad, dad! I finished them!"

"Oh, really? Do they actually work?"

"Yea!"

"Would you like to go test them out?" Her father asked to receive an eager nod in return. "Ok, I wanted to show you something anyways, wait by the door."

"Ok!" She ran to the door.

Her father went to her daughters room and grabbed two small little bag of hers it was the type of bag that attach to your pants and it could hold quite a bit too; just like those pouches in that Naruto anime he was in the middle of. He put some of her stuff in it like her Mp3, deodorant and a letter. He put some spare clothes in there such as an extra pair of underwear—she wore briefs by the way—new bandages, and a t-shirt and black shorts.

He walked to the door and met up with his daughter.

"So where are we going?"

"Just follow me."

She did just as he told without questioning him. On the way there she was using her roller blade shoes. They were working great even on the bumpy and rocky path. They reached the peak of the mountain and a meteor shower had started.

"I guess it's time." He mumbled to himself sadly.

"Hmm? What was that?"

"Kagero, take these, you'll need them." He said with the two bags in his palms.

"Ok...?" She took them and attached them to her shorts.

"Kage, I love you. I hope you'll be able to love your mother like I did." His eyes started to water.

"What are you talking about? It's not like I'm going to leave. You're saying it as if you're saying goodbye..."

Her clothes started to glow as a light from the night sky got closer and closer. The glow enveloped her. She looked to her father to see him cry for the first time. She'd never seen him cry before. He looked up at his daughter that was floating off of the cliff of the mountain and smiled as everything around them turned pure white.

Then...

She vanished...

The last thing she heard was, "Have fun," and the last thing she saw was her father smiling face streaming with tears.

She was now in a world of white, she blinked and suddenly everything around her was blue. Kagero looked up and was blinded by the sun that was high in the sky. But there was one odd thing that was nagging, clawing at her mind.

Wait… sky? Her eyes widened.

Then Kagero suddenly started falling, falling from an unknown height and she couldn't remember anything clearly. Kagero was stunned about the fact that her throat wasn't dying from the screaming that she wasn't doing. It was most likely the adrenaline that was keeping her calm. She was free falling and saw a brown spec in the vast blue ocean below her. That she was falling towards.

The people on the boat below noticed something coming from above at high speeds. Kagero was close enough to see that it was a boat. Just as she was close enough to see their faces, a thought went through her mind. She was falling from such a high height that terminal velocity was probably going to kill her.

Crap.

And she crashed onto the deck of the boat, knocked out on impact.

(Omake)

"Kage, I love you. I hope you'll be able to love your mother like I did." His eyes started to water.

"What are you talking about? It's not like I'm going to leave. You're saying it as if you're saying goodbye..." Kagero blinked... Then she stiffened, eyes widening. Don't tell me... He's gonna push me off?! She started to panic, and that's when her clothes started to glow, What? Now I'm going Super Sayan?

Overwhelmed by the unusual things going on she froze, then she started floating.

"WHAT THE HELL!"

The freak out she had stopped whatever was going on and she plummeted off the face of the cliff.

She screamed.

Her father fell to his knees, and screamed out, "Kagerooooo!"

Text appeared in the air.

Game over.

Restart.

(Omake End)

Hey guys, how's it goin'? This is going to be an updated/redone story of Transfer of Worlds from my old account. I can't get into it anymore... I hope this doesn't get taken down, if it does I'm posting it on my Wattpad account under the same username. Jazeoth. Sorry for the inconvenience.