A Study On Destiny

40: Nemesis Dream

I ran through the trees. The night sky had not a star in the sky, probably consumed by the clouds. I ran faster than I had ever run. I was chasing someone. I couldn't make out who it was but who ever was in front of me started using their magic to deter me from the path. Yet I dodged them all. Bright red magic. It shot again and again. This time striking a tree branch above my head. I stopped in my tracks, frozen. I was unsure why as I should have just moved but I watched as the branch fell. Then just at the right time my finger glowed and I used my magic to stop it. It hovered in the air before I launched it forwards in the direction of the attacker.

I started running towards them as I witnessed them being struck down by the branch. It hit them in the back before they fell forwards onto their stomach. I didn't see them move. Who the fuck is this? I questioned I moved closer towards them to get a look at their face.

I finally got towards them, smirking as I did. Knowing whoever this was about to be caught in their tracks. I slowed down as I stood beside them.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I asked them angry and out of breath. Sue me they don't teach P.E here.They said something in return but it came out as a useless murmur. They finally lifted their head up and their face was empty. No eyes, no mouth, empty. Completely skin. No wonder they can't fucking talk. "What?" I said mocking them "couldn't quite hear you there,"

Suddenly, the same blood reed magic consumed my body. Lifting me high. The bloody like consistency moved around my body chaining me so I couldn't move. I struggled against it, panicking. Yet I wasn't held there long as I was thrown into the dark of the forest. A tree trunk meeting my back with a load crack. Luckily it wasn't my back that broke but I cannot say the same for the tree. I looked back to see the cracks in the trunk. My body seemed to not take any of the impact. As I looked to the figure it was running into the maze. A lively green maze lined with hedges.

Something in me made me pick up my feet and start running again after the figure. This time into the maze. As I got to the entrance it was lined with bodies. Some with stab wounds, others with limbs chopped off and some with just hacks taken out of them with an axe, probably. They were all piled up and as I passed them I noticed that the ones who had heads were faceless.

"Fucking creepy," I muttered to myself as I ran through the entrance. I entered and slowed down immediately. Listening to see which way the figure went. The wind whistled past me, blowing my hair to one side. The cold air nipped at my skin before finally... SNAP. Bingo.

I ran turning left then right and right again. Stopping every now and again to listen for another snap, rustle or even a breath to lead me in the right direction. I ran deeper into the maze before, fuck. A dead end. They aren't here. I turned around and there the figure was. Standing there with magic glooming in both hands. It was then it finally started to talk in a distorted, creepy voice. Although I am still confused how it did without a mouth.

"You're so pathetic, trying to say me," it spoke "I don't need to be saved and the little heart to heart back there, very sweet,"

Heart to heart? Huh?

"Love. Such a funny thing. It's sweet though you feel that way. I'm flattered. Shame I don't feel the same. Now I will kill you and I'm sure you'll be thrilled to hear. I will be the last thing you see,"

Without warning it ran towards me and as it did I woke up. Heaving as I wiped the sweat from my forehead head. Blinking obsessively to try and become more awake. Confused I sat up looking around my dorm. Still the shit hole I fell asleep in. Looking around I noticed Raven, still up.

"Everything alright, Chris?" Raven asked in a hushed whisper. Trying not the wake the other two.

"Just a very odd dream," I said brushing my hair away from my face "it was nothing,"

I got up and went to the bathroom. Locking the door as I got in. I looked at myself through the cracks in the mirror and I couldn't believe what I saw. My eye! It's... back. My once dead bloodshot eye was now back. Both of my blue eyes were back. Along with that my eyes followed up my face and my scar? It's gone... my face was clear. How fucking strange... I don't know how to feel other than confused. How is that even possible?

Who was that? What was that?