𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 (ɢᴏʟᴅᴇɴ ɢᴜᴀʀᴅ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ)

𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝

Your eyes fluttered open, all around you was pitch black. Definitely not your room. You were getting pretty tired of these strange dreams, you were beginning to suspect they weren't dreams, possibly memories. Why? You had no idea.

You sat up, the area felt cold, "You have got to be kidding me."

You got up feeling uncomfortable with the darkness but very irritated, "I'm getting really fucking bored of this shit!"

"You should really learn to watch your mouth. One might question your upbringing. Then again your dear old mom was always a...difficult person."

You stiffened and whipped your head around, an older-looking woman stood not too far from you. Her arms crossed and her eyes inspecting you. You didn't really know what to say. Her hair was greyish blue instead of h/c, the birthmarks on her face, and the hazel eyes. You knew exactly who she was. Circe Everknown...

"Why...are you here?" You asked cautiously stepping back a bit, these dreams never were like this before. Then again, ever since you stop drinking the tea. Things have been becoming stranger but more real.

She stepped forward, then walked around you her eyes traveling from head to toe. "You've grown."

"That's usually how it works," You crossed your arms, watching her as she continued to circle you like a vulture.

She stopped and mimicked your stance, a small smirk formed on her lips. She muttered something that sounded like she said 'Little smart ass.'

"Your not afraid are you? Can't tell if your bravery is stupid, or admirable. Too bad about your sense of fashion though." She said then referring to your uniform.

You frowned and looked down at it becoming slightly defensive, "What's wrong with it? The Emperor's Coven is-"

"Absolute bullshit. And I think you're starting to notice that too." Circe interrupted you, narrowing her hazel eyes at you.

You looked away from her, glaring at the floor. "They did a number on you. Bet you can't even remember who your dad is. But you are starting to recollect your memories, otherwise, I wouldn't be here." She said noting to herself aloud.

When you looked back up you were in a room, everything was in a hue of blue. Circe sat at the table not far from you. You looked around puzzled wondering how all of this got here, you sat down at the table across from her. Things were getting weirder and weirder.

"Why are you here? My dreams aren't usually like this." You glanced up at her fiddling with your fingers.

She raised a brow at you and let out a small sigh, "Honestly I thought you were smart enough to figure things out a bit. Let's make things a bit more clearer, shall we?"

She crossed her legs sitting comfortably and now holding a cup of tea that appeared from out of nowhere, "You have been told who you are and what you will be. You have no memory of your past, you drink a tea and your head becomes fuzzy and in pain. When you stopped so did that. Neat trick with that tea, by the way, they've been using it too. The hag hasn't suspected a thing."

You didn't say anything. She continued on, "You start having these strange 'dreams' so to speak. You uncover unexpected and questionable information about the place you've called home for the past few years."

You felt a heavy weight build up in your chest. You didn't want to admit it but things are changing, maybe they never had and you're just starting to see again.