Elemental Adventure

Dreams of the Past

Sitting up in bed Erlena looked down at her shaking hands. It had been a dream or perhaps a long lost memory. She was wielding a keyblade fighting the darkness back. Zapping the Heartless with every swing of the blade. It all felt too real to merely be a dream. Rubbing her eyes she sighed forcing the thought away. She couldn't have welded a keyblade it was impossible. Even if she could then there was no way she could now. The darkness had made her heart too weak to weld a blade. Turning her attention to the full moon she sighed.

"Just a weird dream." She told herself

Rolling over she summoned one of the daggers taking its look. She needed something to distract her brain. The simplest thing to keep her brain from thinking about that dream. The more she thought the more she wanted to remember the feeling of holding it. That was a feeling she knew she could never get back even with wishing on a star. Before long she had fallen into a deep restful sleep. As she slept memories of her old life played in her mind. In her sleep smile reached her lips.

Approaching the shop window at the sound of a ringing bell. Flint took a step back at the sight before him. A giant of a man with silver hair stood leaning on the counter. He wore a friendly mask as he studied Flint sizing him up. Speaking with confidence he squandered his shoulders and spoke. His voice was that of a man pretending to be an old friend.

"Excuse me can you help me find someone?" The stranger asked

"Sorry I just arrived a month ago try someone else pal." He started turning away

"Are you sure you have no idea where Larxene is?" The stranger mumbled bright blue eyes glowing

His whisper was ominous in Flint's ears. shoving the stranger away he snarled at him closing the shop window. Stepping out the back he slipped into an alley out of the stranger's sight. He did not want to find out what he wanted with his companion. A part of him feared for the worst possible consequences.

At this very moment, his companion was still sound asleep. At the creaking of the door, her eyes slowly opened. She could feel something wasn't right in the back of her mind. Her thoughts were confirmed at the sound of footsteps scurrying through the small house. Silent she slipped out of the bed and into the hall. She was met with Flint who pulled her back into the room. Before she could question him the door opened again.

Slowly his visitor came in his steps slow as if he were trying to sneak. His breathing was almost silent but it sounded close as if they were in the hall. A familiar feeling traveled down her spine as she closed her eyes. This invader stunk of darkness down to his very core. Silently she crept over to Flint hugging him tight. Placing a delicate kiss on his lips she formed a portal beneath him. Before she could send him through the portal the door was knocked off the henges. Standing over them was the hulking invader grinning down at them. With a heavy smack he sent them through the wall.

As they scrambled to their feet he simply summoned a large Gatling gun. With a maniac laugh he let off a spray of gunfire without aiming at anything. Instinctively her fingers moved tossing a flock of her daggers. The blades sent the shells tumbling to the ground like rain. As the knives blocked the gunfire Flint rushed the massive invader. The craftsman was able to deliver several solid blows before being knocked to the ground. Stumping on the Craftsman's back the sapphire eyed invader simply chuckled to himself turning his attention to Elrena. His voice was as if it wasn't his own as he spoke his eyes looking into her very heart.

"Come quietly girl or the blacksmith dies!" The invader hissed

It was her turn smirk as she summoned her blade. With a wave of her hand Flint vanished from beneath the hulking boot and her sight. Her enemy sent stumbling she rushed him in a blink. One hand delivered a stream of rapid slashes while the other sent an endless onslaught of lightning. Body paralyzed by the spell the invader was unable to defend himself swiftly ended by her strikes. As her opponent vanished she looked at the blade in her hand

"Well shit looks like I have to get involved." she muttered