The New Start

Not canon chapter

I woke up, my brain hurting like hell. Where the fuck was I?

"Techno..." a voice called out my name, Phil? Yes, I think it was Phil.

"How are you?" He walked into the room and laid a gentle hand on my shoulder.

I quickly got myself up and looked down at my bed. There he was. But wasn't he awake? Why did he look so dead now?

I moved my hand carefully over to his cheek -- it was ice cold. "D... Dre-." My voice broke; he was awake. I saw him awake. We revived him. We saved him. I... I...

"I'm sorry, we were too late..." What the fuck? What did Phil say?

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no... we revived him, remember? He woke up... he...he looked at me... he looked at me with his eyes. He was alive... he was alive..." I looked down at the body... my hand tracing his face and moving over his freckles. His skin was white and ice cold... this wasn't my dream.

"I'm sorry Techno, when you came back with him after rescuing him his heart stopped, he survived for around two weeks but then he was gone...you found him on the floor remember? But he died after falling down from the bed or something. You hit your head on the bed frame and passed out for around half an hour. I'm sorry." Phil said, but I didn't understand. He didn't die from getting out of bed; he lived, right?

I talked to him after that. He survived, and then we were together, and then he died, but we revived him...we saved him...no, he isn't dead, he can't be dead.

"I'm so sorry. There was nothing we could do." He... he...

He is dead?

I was too late.

But...

We saved him.

"No, no, no, we saved him... right? Right?!" My voice had started yelling while tears fell from my eyes.

"It's not your fault. I'm sorry. He died before we could do anything." Phil looked at me with empathy.

My voice had gone from screaming to begging. "No, no, no, no, no, no...please, don't go...no! I need you. You can't..." I looked down at him.

"You woke up, remember? You walked again, and we duelled in the snow. We watched a movie... I was reading to you until you threw my book into the fireplace and called it boring..." Tears were streaming down my face and my voice was a rambling mess. "You spent two hours braiding my hair only to ruin it afterward when you fell asleep on me...you...you..you were alive..."

"No...no...

"I'm sorry mate, this has never happened... you must have been dreaming it or something. I'm so sorry..."

"I love you... don't leave me..." None of Phil's words sunk in... He was dead. It couldn't be real. No, no...

Is he dead?

No, he is alive?

I didn't dream it.

No.

Or...

Is he dead?

No...

Right?...

This isn't real...

Dream will wake up...

Or...

He's dead.

He is gone...

Forever.

/j

I'm sorry. I don't know why I wrote this, but I wanted to. I will delete this chapter once the real one is out and nothing I wrote here is canon to the story.

Just enjoy it. Imagine that I will end the storey with Techno trying to rescue Dream from prison and finding out that he was too late and the whole storey was just a dream...