I tried to go to sleep, but the thought of having the same nightmare again made me bunch up in a ball. I thought about getting changed into pajamas, but I was just to lazy to have the Motivation.(That's how you now your lazy). My eyes started to become heavy, and my brain started to calm down. Just when I closed my eyes, I was awaking by a scream, followed by a crashing sound. "ALLY!" My Mom screamed. I jumped out of bed.Another crashing sound went off, but this time it was closer to me. I turned around, and saw a boy around my age, wearing a leather jacket and aviators. He was riding a normal looking motorcycle, that some how just jumped 13 feet in the air, then destroyed my window without any visible damage. "Get on the bike." He said.
"But my mo-"
"Get on the bike."
With some hesitation, I jumped on the motorcycle. He turned around the motorcycle, and the bike was fl- flying? I though that motorcycles were dangerous, but flying motorcycles? If I wasn't about to be attacked by something, I would never go on a flying motorbike, with a complete stranger. Through the sound of the motorcycle, (which is LOUD) I somehow heard (flying) car. It was a black SUV, which was missing a license plate. The mystery boy cursed, then lowered the bike onto a nearby highway, wedging the bike in-between two cars. The bike speed up, making the bike's new speed 83 MPH. "WHERE ARE GOING?" I yelled.The mystery boy ignored my question, or he couldn't hear me over the loud roar of the motorcycle. I looked behind us, and saw the black SUV trailing behind us. "ITS STILL THERE!" The boy swore, then he pressed a couple of buttons. Then, we moved from the busy highway to a quite, no, wait, silent forest. "Where are we?" I whispered. "Shhhhh" , the boy said as he put his finger to my mouth. Then, there was a sudden woosh woosh sound filled the air. "RUN!" He said, taking a sword out of his motorcycle. I started to run down the hill, when I then heard swords colliding, and then a scream filled the area. A sword flew through the air, and waited for the sword to land before grabbing it and running up the hill. Three hooded figures turned around, and all I could see of them were their lips. The one with red lips opened her mouth, and In a smooth voice, said, "Kill her." I put the sword in front of my face, and hoped for a miracle. Hooded figure #2 swung his sword at me, and I just backed up and stabbed his shoulder. He backed up, then jumped forward and kicked me. I lost grip of my sword, lost balance, then started to tumble down the mountain. I passed out half way down the hill.
When I woke up, I was lying down with a blurry figure near me.
Then I passed out again.
