The arena

Chapter eight

In my mind my power came to me and I decided to sit down, it was in the same place as last time. Except this time he looked even more crazy and dangerous. "Wow, you have quite the thing going on". I stared at him confused but determined to hide it as best I could. It wasn't good enough, or maybe since he was me then he could just tell. "With Molly I mean. You must've done something, she never acts like this". I got even more confused but before I could say anything he continued, "Everyone has their demons, you and Molly are just two of the few who contain them. Every one that you fight out there, they let their demons run free". I thought about this for a few minutes considering what it implied. I got a question but he beat it to me. "Because they can't control them," he said, "The only reason you can is because of that stupid necklace around your neck".

"Who are you?" I finally asked, genuinely confused, and somewhat frustrated. He was making a lot of implications and all of them combined made it difficult to keep track of them. "And don't even think of saying some bs like that you're somehow God" I added quickly.

"Aw your no fun" he said, pouting like a little child. I gave him a serious look and he relented. "Well who I am is very difficult to explain you see" he said, "I am you, but I'm also not you. I am an incarnation of your power, but I am more than your full potential. I know everything about you, and yet, you know almost nothing about me". As he spoke I kept getting more and more confused. How could one be me but I know nothing about them. And also how have I not met him before. The sheer amount of impossibilities and questions kept me occupied in thought for maybe half an hour. And I still didn't get any of it. No questions answered or anything. After getting a major headache I decided that I was bored and way too uninterested to care. So I started looking around at my surroundings. It was as boring a thing to do that could possibly be happening. "Well I know you're bored and that you probably want to go back so imma let you go, but think about what I've said". And with that I woke up, and I knew that I most certainly would think about what he said.

After a few minutes of trying to get normal sleep seeing as it was still pitch black outside, no success, I decided that I would see what other things I could do with my night fire. I played around with a ball, shaping it as I pleased, I actually made a full blown sword among other things. I also made a bow and arrow, but it drained more energy than I would like to admit, a mask that could form a shield around me, and earbuds for listening to music while fighting. Yeah I know that those things are probably not the things you would think of but you know I felt like it so fight me. While doing that I had to make sure that I didn't hurt Molly. I may not know her all that well but I didn't know what would happen if she were to die and I felt inexplicably tied to her in some way that for some reason didn't make any sense to me. In either case I just decided to play it safe and not accidentally kill the leader of this multi-cursed arena. A couple times I think she woke up briefly but in very small windows and not for more than a minute or two.

Five hours later the sun finally rose and Molly woke up for the day. Yawning she said, "I'm still tired even with all that sleep I got. You kn-" she got cut off by another yawn and layed back down before continuing, "you know, I think I am just going to call a rest day, I don't have the energy to supervise any fights". From this came a few questions but before I could ask them she stopped me, "no questions or anything on rest days, they are not for you, they are for me. Is that understood". I nodded and she smiled, "Good, now I am still tired and lord knows how much sleep you got so how bout a little more sleep time shall we?" I nodded, but in the back of my head I started to get this nagging feeling, it wouldn't go away no matter what I did. I tried to pinpoint the cause of it but the only thing I could think of was that it started when Molly smiled just then. I got a splitting headache in the process so I decided to put it out of my mind for now and get some sleep, cause true enough, I was tired.

When I dreamt this time my inner power, person, thing? Whatever he was, he didn't show up this time though that didn't mean I didn't dream at all though. In fact, I wish that I hadn't dreamt at all, though not because it was onymous or scary or anything like that, rather it was just plain embarrassing. I was in some sort of mindscape and I was fighting with someone familiar and against someone equally as familiar, though I couldn't put my finger on it. I watched and as the fight progressed, pretty early on my teammate left but considering how I fought in my last battle I wasn't too worried about losing. However soon after my teammate left I was tied up, upside down by some divine magic and my opponent left to go chat with my former teammate. I stared at myself in disgust. How on earth could I be this weak. My anger was starting to get to dangerous levels when I finally broke free, then I got my teammate and we left, the dream was starting to fade but not before I recognized my opponent. It was Lazarus. The man who had caused all the chaos in my life. I had another surge of anger before realizing that there was nothing that I could do so I just decided to wake up and get on with my life.

As I woke up I noticed that surprisingly Molly had not moved at all since I last went to sleep. At first I was suspicious of the reason but just blamed it on her being as tired as I was. As I got up I once again thought of why I was the one to get into this situation. It made no sense. But such is life isn't it. Maybe there was a legitimate reason and I just wasn't seeing it. Regardless I still found it a bit weird that I was even here. Well maybe not in this arena but in the situation. I felt a chill and thought that Molly was awake and wanted something, but when I looked over she was still asleep. Though I could tell something was off. I looked at my chest, I don't know why but I did, and realized that I had no shirt. I looked at Molly and found out that she was wearing it, somehow. How she got it off me and on her while I was asleep and made sure it didn't look like she moved is beyond me. Anyways there was still daylight and Molly was still sleeping so I tried to get even more sleep. It didn't work, I must've gotten enough earlier or something like that.

As my mind was starting to wake up I finally noticed how quiet it was. The quiet was a nice change from the usual crashing and cheering of the Arena.