Troubled

Chapter 2: The day after the nightmare

Chapter two

I woke the next morning with a jolt, as the sun reached through the branches above. I wonder what the time is. That's one of the things I miss most about my old life. Technology. I raise my head off the ground without difficulty. It's only when I try to bend from the waist up. That a shooting pain runs up and through my body. Oww mother of g....The pain is like a blade has been run down my skin, starting from the base on my stomach reaching up to my shoulders. I raise my head gently, so not to cause any pain and look down at my torso. That's when I remember last night, after I had awoken from my nightmare. I had managed to fall back asleep and not been disturbed by unpleasant dreams. It's not the dream that occurred after the nightmare that's the problem it's the space in-between.

Flashback

I woke up. Sweat covering my body, dripping down my face. Tears rolling down my cheeks. I am very alone and very cold.

Oh Mummy I miss you. I whimpered to myself. I just sat there like a little child, my knees pulled up to my chest, my arms wrapped securely around them. I was just rocking back and forth in a balanced rhythm. Holding myself letting the tears come and blind me, not pushing and sealing them away, like I have done on so many other occasions. My chest puffing up as I breathed in, and then deflating letting all the air out, then it repeated. In, out, back, forth, in, out. "Look at yourself, you have become weak. You used to laugh at the kids who sat in the corner and sucked their thumb". I might be crying and acting like a little kid but I am not sucking my thumb, I argued with myself. "But none the less, you are still weak. And you have become what you used to laugh at". She had me there, I have become weak, I am acting like what I used to despise. You know things are pretty messed up if your conscience starts making sense. Damn. I might be mad, but in my mind I can see a younger version of myself grinning like a Cheshire cat. That only enraged me further, looks like it is time to wipe the smug look of her face. "Then do don't just sit there, prove yourself. Prove it." Shut up. We will see who is laughing when I am finished with you. "You can't hurt me, I am you. But you can hurt others, the one's that sleep on the boundaries of your land. Cunning and vindictive, but stupid nonetheless, this is your land and use that to your advantage, rid yourself off the pests that seek to hurt the only loved ones that you have left." Couldn't have said it better myself, a grin has taken over my face. A snarl working its way up my throat. It's hunting time.

I leapt to my feet, running as fast as I can only one thing on my mind. Payback. And it's coming for you home wrecker. Bang stirred soundlessly at the end of my make shift bed. I slowed down when I passed him, to make sure he didn't wake. Because he wouldn't be pleased of me leaving him, plus he would have tagged along to make sure nothing happend to me. Which I couldn't have, he would only get hurt, and I say that with certainty because what I am about to do, is defiantly about to get me in a load of cra... trouble.

The pain completely forgotten, it has been wisked away from the adrenilian rush. I stepped out of the tent and looked up at the night sky. All four moons are out, with their stars accompanying them, complementing them. But that is not what made me stop moving and focus the full force of my attention on the night sky. There are planets out. Big read and blue one, there were seven of them, littering the night. They all gave off a different vibe; the big red one had rings circling it. There was a turquoise blue one that had millions of little stars around it perimeter. The most beautiful one was flame orange that had array of smaller planets in an asteroid belt. It had stars and rings but the most interesting thing about it, that captured my attention was. It had, almost like an ozone layer, and sitting at the very edge of the ozone was a nebulae. It was swirling colours this way and that. It had blues, greens and pinks, it was so... There are no words to describe how it looked. It looked like the goddess, if there were one. And this is the one time a year when we are gifted to see her representation. I bow my head slightly. Thanks you, goddess, for everything you have given and blessed us with.