Captured (A Mianite Fanfic)

Chapter 17: Taken Away

Tom's POV:

In between sobs, Jordan began explaining the dream. He explained how it started nice and peaceful, until everything he loved and cared for got completely ripped away from him. Tears were constantly springing from his eyes.

The only good part out of the entire horrible dream, was that his memory was triggering. He could remember some things. But nothing else. It was a slow start, but a start nonetheless.

Suddenly, while he was going into further detail about the dreams, I noticed something different about him. No, not that he can't remember basically, everything. Something physically different.

"Hey, look up at me for a second." I suggested, making an odd motion with my hand. Shaking, he looked up with his blotchy face.

Instead of icy blue eyes looking at me, there were violet swirls in them. He looked confused and scared. My own widened at the sight.

"W-What?" he choked. "What's wrong?"

"Your eyes," I explained. "They've got little purple streaks in them." Jordan raised an eyebrow.

"T-There are?" he asked, searching for some type of function on his communicator. 

Jordan's POV:

"Hey, look up at me for a second." Tom ordered, waving his hand around weirdly. Slowly and shakily, I looked up at him.

The moment my eyes connected with his, they widened. His expression suddenly turned from sympathetic to confusion and fear.

"W-What? What's wrong?" I croaked, confusion washing over me. 

"Your eyes," Tom explained, pointing a finger at my face. "They've got little purple streaks in them." Bewildered, I raised an eyebrow.

"T-There are?" I managed to choke out. Fumbling, I searched for something on my communicator, but was unable to find something.

Just then, Tom held up his own communicator to me as a mirror. My gaze focused on the small screen as I examined my own eyes. As it seems so, Tom was telling the truth. My clear blue eyes had purple swirls in them.

"What the heck?" I whispered, tracing the area around my eyes with my finger. 

"Why are your eyes purple?"

"You tell me! I have no clue." I shot back.

Tom's POV:

"Why are your eyes purple?" I questioned, though I knew the answer right after the words slipped out of my mouth. It was Ianite. Since Jordan was a true Ianite follower, he had to have her powers in the darkest of times. But he can remember her, which is good, but only a little bit.

"You tell me! I have no clue." Jordan snapped, suddenly angry. His crying and shaking had subsided, which was good, but he still had no idea why he saw Ianite, or anyone in that horrible dream, nightmare thing.

The most disturbing thing about the dream, to me at least, was that his friends, my friends, me, completely turned against him. I can't believe what the dream me did! Crushing his only pet? That's just dark. Thank goodness it was just a dream.

"Okay, how about you go back to sleep?" I suggested, grabbing the end of the comforter. 

"Wait," Jordan started, grabbing my wrist. "C-Can you stay? I'm scared I'll have another nightmare." Looking around awkwardly, I spotted a couch. 

"I guess I'll stay," I mumbled. "Let me just grab a blanket from the living room." Swiftly, I dashed back to my temporary bed, grabbed the blanket and pillow, and made my way back to my actual room.