The Raven Legacy

CHAPTER NINE**PART ONE**

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The meaning of life is just to be alive.
It is so plain and so obvious and so simple,
And yet,
Everybody rushes around in a great panic.
As if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselfs. ----ALAN WATTS.
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I'm standing in the same dark, empty room as before with the familiar red door a few meters away. I walked slowly towards it and went through.  I just kept on walking in the endless hallway ,  not caring that I have no destination in mind, in the endless hallway.  They're gone and it's  my fault. Those were the words that repeated in my mind over and over again. This time around it looked like the shadows were afraid of me. I don't know what they're afraid of. I'm nothing.  Maybe its my  dull and lifeless eyes.

"You are not nothing,  princess. " I heard a familiar voice say in the darkness. 

Suddenly I was no longer in the hallway but in an empty room with a desk against one wall. Apart from the desk there wasn't much in the room. In the middle of the room a red flame was burning in mid air. 

Only this time I didn't want to go near it.  Staring at the flame only reminded me of the flames that took my parents from me. Then suddenly I hear them screaming in my head.  Images of the flames burning into them flashed before me.  I could feel my heart beat rising and the stinging in my wrists and ankles from the wire.  My mind knows it's  just a memory but it felt like it was happening all over again.  My body started to shake and I fell to the floor not moving,  afraid of the wire cutting to deep in my skin.  It's not real.  It already happened. I chanted in my head and tried to calm my ragging heart.  It didn't work instead it just became worse.

It was starting to get harder to breath like there was something blocking my airways.  An unbearabe pain formed in my chest. Now the shadows looked as if they're ready too pounce on my. Feeding on my fear till their satisfied. Their own fear of me disappeared.

The screaming intensified and I covered my ears,  hoping to block the noise out,  but I couldn't.  You can't block something out if it's in your mind.  The room felt like it was shrinking and getting smaller every second.  I tried too scream but no noise came out.

"Dawn, relax! It's not real.  You're having a panic attack so just breath.  " I listen to the voice and tried too slow my breathing,  but it was difficult.  After a while I was breathing normal again and the stinging feeling disappeared. Fortunately for me my heart didn't feel like it was about to rip out of my chest any more.  As I sat up the pain in my chest went away and then I noticed a hand was on my shoulder.

I looked up and saw the winged creature that I met the last time I was here. I tried to stand up but my legs were to weak and I fell back to the floor. I was exhausted and I had  no energy left inside me.   He hooked his one arm under my knees and the other one behind my back.  He stood up and walked over towards a bed that was against one wall. Where the hell did this come from?

He sat down on the bed with me on his lap and wrapped his arms around me.  His wings created a sort of safe haven around us.  I've never felt more safe than I do right at this moment.  I just held on to him and cried.  I cried till I had no more tears to cry. I pulled back from him and sat down next to him on the bed.  He turned so that his wings didn't take up all the space. He looked towards a window and just stared at the darkness outside. Then I remembered something.

"Gallin. "I said to him.

"I'm sorry what? " He looked at me,  confused.

"The name I promised to give you.  It's Gallin." He just signed at my answer and shook his head but he had a smile on his face.  I'm guessing he likes it.

"I was kind of hoping you would forget  about that. "

"Nope. I promised you that I'll give you a name and I just did.  So its nice to meet you,  Gallin. I'm Dawn. "I stuck my hand out to him.

He just laughed at me but still shook my hand.  After that we both just sat there in silence.  It wasn't that weird awkward silence but a comforting one.

"You know for someone who said he didn't care what you just did made it looked like you actually did. " I said teasing him  while putting my hand on his shoulder.

"I don't care.  You and I are the same being so I could feel your emotions and I just did that because your sadness was annoying me. " he said slapping away my hand.

"Whatever floats your boat.  Admit it,  you're really a big softy aren't you? " I said while trying to hold back my laugh.

"Am not. Technically I'm the bad side of you. So no I'm not a softy. " W hen I looked at him it  looked like he was trying to pout. Then I snapped. I laughed so hard, it was getting harder to breath.

"Yeah yeah.  But thanks for that though.  I needed a good laugh. " His smile disappeared from his face and all I saw was sadness.

"I wish I could say that the hard part was over, but you and I both know that it would be a lie. You need to stay strong and remember these words: never give up. Its not like you have a choice.  You Larkin's don't know how too. . "Now he was just confusing me.  Then everything was starting to fade and the room started to shake.   What the helllll! !???!

"Someone's trying to wake you up.  See you soon, princess. "

And with that he was gone.

I woke up to someone throwing water in me.  Shit,  that's cold. I looked up and saw a guy who looked an awful lot like Travis. 

He just smirked at me and walked away.  When he was gone I saw that Balthazar was sitting on a chair not to far from me.

"How about we continue what we started yesterday? " He said while standing up and walking towards me.  Then I realized that I was rows to the same chair as before. Only this time my hands were tied with ropes and not wire. The rag that Kira put on my arm the night before was ripped off.  I just looked at him with cold eyes. Bastard. My arm was throbbing with pain.  I can't believe I didn't feel it yesterday.

When he was right in front of me he threw something on  his hand which looked like sugar. 

"You what's worse that being cut? Throwing salt on the wound" He put his hand on my wound with his palm face down and then the pain started.

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I KNOW ITS SHORT BUT PART TWO WILL BE UP SHORTLY.  SO ENJOY

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DAWN