A towering figure with huge glowing blades sticking out of its forearms, yep, that's what it was.
I lay on the ground in fear, its angry eyes starring into mine, the light blue color that matched the glow on its blades was splattered over its eyes, something that could only be described as ungodly. It starred at me, growling, and then disappeared into thin air.
And soon, the rest of the black around me did the same, and it was filled with light as I awoke from my dream.
My dreams had kept getting stranger and stranger for the past couple of months, and they all had to do with the same thing:
Gods, power,
And blades.
I lazily sat up in my bed, rubbing my eyes to look at my clock to see the letters in a bright red: 7:45
I rolled out of bed and slipped my clothes on, brushed my teeth and hair, then departed out the door. I slowly walked out to my car and started it, deciding I would stop for breakfast on the way to school. I was 18, and had moved out of my parents place as soon as possible, but ever since I got my new apartment, I had gotten strange dreams.
I had picked up a quick bite to eat, and had made it to school on time. Pulling on my hoodie, I quietly made my way over to my first class, ignoring anyone I pasted. I slumped down in my seat and listen to the teacher speak about some sort of test, and then blab on about history.
When the bell finally rand for sixth period, I knew school was over. I snatched up my backpack and made my way out with my friends, listening to them blab on as well about boys and make-up and crap.
When we were about to leave the hall to the front of the school, someone pulled me to the side into a classroom. Before I could process the situation, I was slammed against a wall as the classroom door slamed closed, and I was face-to-face with a boy I had never seen before.
"Who the hell are yo-" before I could finish he covered my mouth, "listen, two men have been following you, and they're up to no good." I froze. What? Being followed? Who was this guy?
