Dream

Chapter 1 :Changes

There it is again. That feeling I get just before having one of my flashes from a time that is not today. Why must I be plagued with this constant reminder that no matter how hard I try I am never going to fit in. They say it's because of my power, that because of it, I should be treated with the respect owed to a person of my caliber. But I know the truth. In reality they fear me. Who wouldn't? After all my power has kind of ensured that people stay away from me. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Let me tell you my story from the very beginning.
My name is Meladea Destany, and I was a good person. Ok sort of good. I didn't have control over my emotions, and let's just say that you didn't want to get on my bad side. Few people have made it past my point of no return.
I live in the village of Tandares that resides inside of the Prominent Deep. The Prominent Deep was named for its many craters. If one was not careful, they could fall and then never be seen again. The craters are so deep that not even a giant could find the bottom.
I lived a mostly happy life. My parents never hurt me or treated me badly but I feel as if I was just a bank to them. They never really showed any emotion towards me that even remotely resembled what a parent should feel for their child. They never looked at me with pride or love. All I saw when they looked at me was strangers, who only associated with me to get to the fame that always seems to follow. They seemed more like those gold digging friends more than parents more times than not.
Now though I am eighteen and have to deal with all of perks that comes with it. Things like taxes. Isn't that just super! If you couldn't tell I was being sarcastic there. You would think that being the greatest snatcher would at least give me a freebie every once in a while. Oh well.
In case you are wondering, a snatcher is a magical being with the ability to take someone else's power and/or energy. For example, if someone was extremely strong I could absorb or "snatch" that energy for myself and use it along with my strength. In other words, I take whatever makes that person powerful and use it in order to defeat them. Some may call that unfair but that doesn't mean I am unbeatable.
Most people only depend on their magical abilities and brute force which automatically gives me the upper hand. However, if an opponent ever starts to use their brain, they would realise that I can only take energy away from living things. So if they would have gadgets or try to use illusions against me, they would most likely win. But then again I did learn how to snatch powers from more than one scource at a time. That's another thing. I'm the only one that can do that.
You see, there are these threads or connections that we form with a person in order to transfer their power to us. The more focused we are the more power we can take. If a snatcher was distracted or lost focus for any reason, the threads will be cut and the person will be able to recover all of their energy. This is why people think I'm the most powerful snatcher of them all. Because I can snatch from at least five people at a time. Honestly I just thinks it's because I was born in the matrix. That would explain everything in my opinion.
It might even explain my nightmares. Why I have them and why they started just days before my eighteenth birthday. Even though I have some during the day while I'm awake I still call them nightmares. I refuse to think of them as premonitions of what is to come. I absolutely refuse. They are just to outrageous to come true.
They always start with a child wearing a black cloak. I can't see her face. It is hidden within the shadows of her hood. She is in a field of red and blue roses surrounded by a forest. She is looking up at the sky that was grey at the time, as if it was going to cry when she suddenly starts singing something that sounded like a lullaby. Just as I am about to make out the words to her song she abruptly stops, looks down at her feet and bends down to pick a rose from among its sisters. Once the rose is picked she vanishes and a boy of about my age appears before me. He was wearing all black and had boots, jeans, and a hoody with the hood up. He had a well sculpted body from what I could see. The sky suddenly turns a luminescent blue and all of the rose pettles rise up into the air. Just as the first pettle is about to touch the floor they all freeze where they are. The sight was amazing. The boy is holding out a single blue rose out towards me. I don't move. I seem unable to move. He continues to hold out the rose but suddenly he starts to waver, like when you look at yourself in a pond or river and then your image just slowly ripples into a distorted image because of a thrown rock or something. I felt afraid because of this. I felt as if I needed him. I reached out but all I grabbed was the rose. It had some writing inside of it. It said Soon. Then the ground beneath me gave out and I fell. I fell into a pit of scorpions and a dark force was laughing at me. "You will die here Meladea", it said. "You will never escape here. You will never be free. You shall always be trapped..." "Within the cave of thieves", I finished for it. It laughed and then the dream ended.
But enough of that. After all its my birthday today and I need to show up to my party. Even if half the people there only showed up for their own health. My parents made sure the whole village showed up or else they would ruin their lives. I'm pretty sure they threatened them with me. Oh well. It's time for me to get ready!