Hello and welcome to the redone chapter one, which is supposed to be, that's not… good, but I'm a dumbass and don't know how to fix it.

First. i am giving my character, Layla, 1890's to 1940's equipment. This does not make her overpowered in any way. Her weapons are old a 1891 mauser and a C96. Not powerful but not weak.

A more detailed description of her stuff will be uploaded by the time this is so you can know what she has.

She will have skills and magic so don't worry, and she will be making a gun to deal with large monsters.

I hope you will enjoy.

I don't own danmachi or anything else mentioned.

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"Uggghh" i groaned sitting up. My mouth felt like sandpaper again. must of not drinken enough again last night. My vision was shit like it always was in the morning. 'My room's not green, it's shitty flower crap.' I though with half a mind, my other half was still trying to wake up.

Once my vision came to me i looked around. For some fucking reason I was in the middle of a forest clearing. Standing up i tried to get a better look around. Attempted to at least. As soon as I was on my feet i fell back down.

"Ow" i deadpanned feeling really strange. Like something's off. Whatever I'll find out once my mind works. The sky looks pretty, early too. even if I couldn't see well through the mask on my face.

...wait…

...i don't own a mask…

Reaching a hand up i felt along my face. I paused… there is a old school gas mask on my face… and a helmet on my head. I don't own either of these. Sitting back up i reach behind my head only to pause again.

Some motherfucker cut my hair!

I spent two and a half fucking years growing it!

"If i find out who the fuck did this i am going to skin their fucking eyes with their own teeth." I said growling to myself. If you couldn't tell I am very pride full of my hair. I stopped after hearing my voice. i never had the most masculine voice but i never sounded like a girl before.

"The fuck happened to my voice?" I muttered perplexed. Looking down i saw i wasn't wearing my pajamas, rather i'm wearing what i recognized of a standard german army uniform from WW2.

...this stuff is expensive. I knew that much. There's also two bulges on my chest, that shouldn't be there.

Shakily a brought my hands to the buttons on my chest and started undoing them. Once the last button was undone i opened the tunic. On my chest are two breasts.

I whimpered. This was bad, i'm in the middle of butt fuck nowhere and for some reason i'm now a girl. I reached to my collar line of my undershirt and pulled it forward.

...why does it look like there's scales on my chest?

Poke~ poke~

Those were scales Alright. I have scales, not full on scale covered, Just really pale scales on my chest. They were also sensitive.

"It's ok, it's ok just calm down… uhhh what's the hell was my name? Why cant i remember what my name is!" I said to myself. I couldn't remember what my name was. I could remember what i was nicknamed but not my actual name.

I stood up and started pacing, muttering myself. My hands holding my head.

"What was it! I know i have bad memory but i knew mu fucking name." This was basically what i muttered to my self. I am unsure how long i paced there in the clearing, but once i was done i noticed a few things.

Mainly the small of pile bags with two guns on it. Walking over two it i noticed i was a bit taller than i was used too, maybe 2-3 inches? Anyway on the bag was a C96 pistol on top of its holster and a rifle i recognized laying against it.

It was my families 1891 mauser rifle but it looks way different than what i remember. The bolt looks like someone just pulled it off the workshop table, the wood looked freshly polished and the barrel too. It doesn't make sense to me why someone would do this.

The bags look like a mix of German and American equipment from WW2, there's the mountain bag the German used, a few canteens, a bunch of pouches, the canister for the gasmask and a few other things. Really weird if you ask me.

I started patting my body, ignoring the bags for the moment, trying to find my phone or something. After 2 minutes of patting around the pockets i gave up. 'Moms going to fucking kill me when she finds out.' I thought with a frown. my clothes are also semi loose as i found out, at least i don't have to worry about that for a while.

Looking at my watch i saw it was around 1 in the afternoon. "I might want to get something to eat, don't know when i might be able to find someone." I said, shivering at how alien my voice sounded now. Looking at the bags i went to the mountain bag first. Sitting down i brought it between my legs, Opening it i saw a pitchblack void staring at me… i slowly closed the flap.

"...what kind of bag is this." I said to myself, horror and awe in my voice. "I swear to mother Mary's tits if Annabelle or some shit jumps out i am noping the fuck out of here."

Once more i opened the… void bag…, there was still a pitch black void staring at me. Hesitantly i reached a hand inside it, closing my eyes while doing so. 'I just need some food, i just need some food..'i chanted to myself trying to ignore the feeling of air in the very clearly full bag. I soon felt a box in my hands. Again, slowly puling it out i found a cardboard box in my hands. It had print on its side saying it was a C-ration. The box actually weighed a bit considering its a ration.

".. i have no idea if i am actually going to enjoy this or not." I had a weary look in my eyes. My family said rations tasted like shit if you got a bad one. I closed the mountain bag and moved it to the side. Opening the box i was greeted to the sight of metal cans and a bag. "I think i need to open the bag first."

The bag contained the stuff needed to open and serve the cans. Setting the cans on top of the box i looked at what was on them. Most were the same crackers, soluble coffee packet, sugar, powdered milk, and a small tin of jam. One had a cookie option. Others were most likely the main part stamped with M.

I grabbed one of M stamped ones first. It said it was chopped eggs and ham. 'I wish i had some hot sauce on me' i thought taking my first bite of the eggs.

CRUNCH!

'...that wasn't good..' i thought pulling the wooden spoon out of my mouth. Somehow i had bitten through it. Feeling around my mouth with my tongue i tried finding the wooden chunk. I quickly stopped 'my teeth are unusually sharp' opening my mouth i felt my teeth with a finger. They felt familiar though.

Slowly chewing i waited to see if i could taste the wood. I couldn't and while panicking a bit i accidentally swallowed. Fully panicked now i reached into my mouth trying to do... something-

RIPPP

-and then proceeded to rip out a tooth. Almost mechanically i brought the tooth into sight.

"That's not normal." I said with a look of pure confusion on my face. In my hands is a shark tooth, only wider? The tooth has the characteristics of a shark tooth but more human like. My teeth don't have large gaps between them like sharks do but they're not normal teeth either. The best i could describe it is, add like 1-1.5 cm to you teeth then sharpen them to points.

"I uh I'm just going to eat then think of that later." Picking my shattered spoon back up I tilted the tin with my eggs in it and started shoveling it into my mouth. Once done I set the tin aside and chose another can. This time I grabbed one that said B on it. Opening it as well I was greeted to crackers and jam. Shrugging I used my spoon to spread the jam on the crackers.

I soon ate the contents of the tin, but I was still hungry for some reason. Looking at the rest of the cans i decided fuck it might as well.

I finished the whole ration box rather quickly. I also spaced out at some point and ate my spoon. I have no idea if that's going to bite me in the ass, I hope not. Anyway because i had no idea where i was i threw my trash into the void bag as i was calling it.

Sitting up I dusted my legs off, went over to the bags and stood there wondering how I put these on. Shrugging i threw the mountain bag over my shoulder so it sits on my back, attached the mask tin below it, attached most of the pouches on my chest and put the C96 on my waist with the tool bag. Once done i grabbed my rifle and started walking.

...my ears feel really weird…

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… i made a mistake.

I walked into an unknown forest with no idea where to go or what was inside it.

Which leads me to my current predicament.

"RUN LEGS, RUUUN" i screamed running from what i can only call a bastard child of a radscorpion and a grimm. The thing was massive, larger than a golden retriever. And i have a group of them chasing me. Flipping around I pulled out my C96 and fired two shots at them.

BANG! BANG!

i didn't stay around long enough to see if my bullets did anything. one hand was holding my rifle strap and the other was now holding my C96. I have no idea what I did to piss them off. I was walking calmly through a forest when I came across a very old town. I was originally going to see if I was in like Europe somehow because the US doesn't have buildings like this. Then came the scorpions…

As soon as I saw them I started running away back into the forest. Again I made a mistake. I acknowledge this.

Any back to what was happening.

Jumping over an exposed root I quickly looked around. Nothing but more trees, fuck me. I heard clicking behind me. Sweat dropped down my face, these fucking things didn't give up do they. I have to get away. Looking around again I tried finding something to help.

…

…

There!

It's distant but I can see a bit of light bursting through the trees. Running over I jumped, ducked, and stepped past trees in my way. Panting I bursted through the trees. Joy filled me, it was a clearing! There were trees on the sides but I could see plains in front of me

'Yes I might be able to, OH SWEET BABY JESUS.' I thought stumbling. I wasn't in a clearing but rather a cliff edge. It wasn't that high maybe 5-6 stories tall with a river at the bottom.

"Oh fuck me with a duck." I muttered. Hearing clicking i turned around, the scorpions just exited the forest. And are trying to surround me. "Double fuck."

Looking back and forth between the river below me and the bigass scorpions i debated on what to do. On one hand i had something i had no idea if i could kill them or not, on the other hand i would have to jump off a cliff into water with all my shit.

…

They moved closer.

…

"Oh son of a bitch." I turned around again facing the cliff edge. Taking a deep breath i pushed back my fear and jumped off.

"AAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH-" I screamed on the way down. It didn't take long before I hit the surface. I then proceeded to sink like a rock. eyes closed I tried to move along the bottom. It was slow and my lungs started to burn after a few steps.

Eventually I couldn't hold my breath any longer, water started to fill my mouth and I started to panic.

...Only I was breathing just fine?

Peeking an eye open I saw I could actually see through the water, which I don't need to explain why I panicked again. After a few seconds i calmed down enough to understand that i could A) breath underwater just fine and B) could see beneath water with a bit of difficulty.

'What the hell am i?' I thought feeling… i don't know what was feeling to be honest. Fear filled me and i had no idea what to do about it. Slowly walking to the edge of the water i pulled myself out.

"Bleghhh" i vomited, trying to get as much water out of my lungs. Coughing i flopped onto my back, my feet resting in the water. "Never. Again."

I layed there for a few minutes trying to catch my breath. Water drip everywhere on my body, my clothes were fortunately not soaked completely through somehow. Sitting up i undid the latches for the helmet and ripped it off. This had the added effect of causing my ears to spring out having been under the helmet. Bringing my hand to a ear i felt it. It feels rough and long, kind of like how a elf ear would feel.

"This is going to fucking suck, i can already tell." I moaned, cursing what ever i did to have this happen to me. I decided to look at my reflection in the water, since i don't have a mirror.

Facing me is blue eyes with slits, short blue hair that i knew was going to poof, pointed ears coming out the side of my head. I looked like a monster girl in all honesty.

"...i would totally fuck me."

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End.

I understand the part where she jumps off rushed but i couldn't think off a way to make it longer. Since this is a SI i put down what i would actually do, for example run away without trash talking the monsters. Also because, as i said, i had no idea if a .45 could kill them or not.

I changed Layla's species to a shark lady because i thought the snow fox she was originally was boring and common. But uhh i have no idea if sharks can eat wood or not, looking it up didn't help. So in this she can eat thing people normally can't, this is because why not.

I know the end isn't that good i will work on trying to fix that but for now this is the best i can do. I will be working on the next 2 chapters after this so this wont make any sense and i apologize for that.

And don't worry i do plan on having an explanation for other shark people. She's not going to be the only one in the whole series.

I have no idea if this is better or worse.