The Beast and the Sword Book 2: The Changes

Page 18 Epilogue: One Little Nudge

(Second Opening Theme: Sunday's Without God Opening-Birth Performed By Kitamura Eri)

    The dream began, like it always had been many times before. The sound of thunder roared through her ears as she could feel herself on the back of her raptor running through the harsh clouds and rain; holding the familiar little bundle in her arms as they had been running from an unknown creature. She could hear the voices cut through and couldn't quite make out what they had been saying.

    She hit the ground hard as the little bundle fell out of her arms as Adrien fell on his side, by an unknown force and finding the same  black spike embedded in Adrien's neck. She went over to the little bundle and held it close to her body as she could feel the little one shaking.

    She stood up as she looked around  as she held her weapon. She could hear the noises coming from all around her as it felt  like something had run by her. She could almost swear she felt something poke her, as if something or someone had been taunting her... Teasing her.

    She could feel her heart had been rising with every moment she spent in the eye of the storm.

    She could hear the bundle start to whimper. It sounded as though... It was crying.

    She shushed the little bundle as she started to bounce it in her arms, "There there sweetums, it's okay. You're alright."

    Prism felt a chill going down her spine as she tightened her grip on the bundle; despite her body shaking, she stood armed and ready.

    "No matter what happens... I WON'T leave your side."

    "MINE..."

    Prism flinched slightly at the sound of the voice, a demonic voice. Despite her fear, she stood her ground. "I'm--" She soon said as her voice shook, "--I'm not afraid of you! I-I don't care what you do to me! I WON'T leave him alone!"

    She could feel everything around her grow colder as she could've  sworn... She heard the sound of laughter.

    "... ALL... MINE..."

    She could feel someone behind her as she seemed to have been frozen with fear, until suddenly something charged at her. It was so fast she couldn't even blink.

    The only thing she heard was the sound of her own voice, as her vision was clouded with red.

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Prism let out a shriek as she sat upright in the mat as she had been a cold sweat. She had been short on breath as she had been trying to collect herself. Her tent buddy--Feodora didn't stir from her slumber as she had been giving out soft snores; not even Theodore who had been sleeping in the corner of the mat had barely stirred. Prism found herself putting her arms around her as the spirits went to comfort her as she tried desperately to steady her breathing... But there wasn't any such luck.

    "Gods--" She choked as she found herself gasping and her vision was a blur, "--I--I can't breathe!" She could feel her scars had started to throb, though she didn't seem to notice her hands started to emit white flames.

"Kid!"

    Prism jumped slightly at the sound of a familiar voice before the tent had been opened. Yami had been in front of her a second later.

"Ya--Yami--" Prism choked.

    "Hey, are you alright?"

    "I-I--" She started to say, "--I--I can't breathe---It--It hurts---It hurts---"