Chapter 2- Eww, siblings??

1st POV - Nicole

I froze, my soul leaving my body at the realization of what noise came out of my mouth. 'A cat? surely not. But I'm pretty sure I died. Have I been reincarnated like all those stupid manga and novels I read? Isn't the plot normally becoming a noble or something like that?? why am I a goddamn cat?!?'

My mind was going in circles, unable to compute or move past the facts that have been presented in front of me. While I was still stuck in those repeating thoughts, my body was lifted by a warm, large force that seemed safe. "Our little youngest, you need to be cleaned like the rest of your siblings, let's go." I couldn't tell you what language they were speaking, but I could understand it perfectly. I do indeed need to be cleaned thanks, since I was just born, I'm covered in gross, sticky fluids. Wait, this voice is probably my dad. That's cool, I guess, I mean he sounds pretty gentle and nice, so hopefully that means he'll stay around. 'What did he say after getting washed again? ..Siblings?

Multiple? Damn. I'm the youngest, huh.' I had a sibling before I died, but I was the older and strongest out of the two of us, so I was able to bully her instead of the other way around. 'I better hope they're gentle siblings, because if I'm the youngest I'm probably the runt of the litter.'

Just as I'm once again about to freak out about how much lower the survival rates of runts are, I'm placed into cold water with a plop, and am facing a much bigger immediate problem. 'It's so cold!! There's too much water here!! Oi, dad, haven't you ever taken care of children before? I'm tiny, weak, fragile. A newborn kitten!' I open my mouth and scream in protest of this barbaric treatment, but my screams come out as pathetic little squeaks. It seems the message got across, however, as the hand that dropped me picked me back up immediately.

"What's wrong baby? Is there too much water?" I'm shivering on the palm of the man who I've claimed as my dad, who is cooing at me in a soft voice that absolutely does not make this situation better. 'No shit sherlock!! I almost drowned, you bastard!! Also, have you not noticed the temperature of this water? It's freezing! where are we, a glacial mountain??' In my rage, I open my eyes for the first time since coming into this world, coming face to face with my new father.

'Oh my god... That right there is the hottest dilf I have ever seen. This dilf is my dad??' Shamefully this is the first thought I have after looking at my new home. My father has short cropped dead straight black hair that is carelessly pushed to one side, dark purple eyes that seem to be their own galaxy, and thin lips that perfectly paired with his tan olive skin tone. It put me in a daze. 'If this is what I'm gonna be looking at daily in this life, I think I'm gonna enjoy this life a lot more then my last.'

"Oh baby, you're amazing! Opening your eyes, good job! What a good job. So cute, your siblings are going to love you." Say what now dad? I look around me to find myself being walked through a cave, and in the room ahead of us I could hear several meows and whines. I recoiled, and started whining to dad, hoping he'd stop and save me from being destroyed by my new siblings, but he just gave me an understanding look and sped up. 'NO! Damn it, dad's an only child, isn't he. I don't wanna die from karma this early!!'

The room itself was as basic and bland as everywhere else. Don't know what exactly I was expecting, this is a cave. But the one part that was noticeable was the beauty in white, who was sleeping, surrounded by four small black and white blobs. She stirred when we got in, opening her eyes to complain to dad, "You're so slow. I'm starving and so are the kids." 'Guess that makes her mum then.' Dad chuckles behind me, and puts me - still soaking wet and cold - on the grass mattress that mum and my siblings are on. Mum picks me up purely out of instinct, and feeling me, glares at dads back before murmuring about how insensitive dragons are and drying me off. 'Dragon? Dad's a what? There are dragons here? And I'm not one of them? Mum, you aren't a dragon yourself? '

I look around to my siblings. There's three other kittens here besides me, all pink and furless and small, but one slightly smaller then the other two, and one slightly larger black ball that upon closer inspection, is indeed a tiny baby version of what western dragons look like. 'Tail; wings; horns. yep. That's a dragon.' Mum picks me up and points my face at the tiny siblings. "Let's introduce you to your siblings. The carbon copy of your father over there in the corner is your eldest sister, Xenia. The two kittens that you won't be able to tell apart are your brothers, Julian and Rowan. The slightly smaller kitten is your other sister, Azazel, and you are Nicole, the youngest. Slightly different to your siblings, but don't worry, we love you all the same." I wrinkle my brow at her words. What do you mean slightly different? I'm just another kitten, no?

*Ding* "Identity set. Name: Nicole"

There's a ding, and suddenly a sentence appears in my head, showing me my name. I'm startled to say the least, but Mum seems to not have heard anything; or maybe this is just natural for her. But I can only think of one thing when all of these facts lined up in front of me connect. 'A fantasy world! If this is a fantasy world, then what am I? and was that sound the all powerful elusive system? Hell yeah, things are looking up!'