Is this real or is this fake? (Ch2)

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I felt myself fall into a field of flowers; hitting my back hard. I laid there in the flowers, gasping for breath. After getting my breath back, I could smell the sent of lemon and the fresh grass. I opened my eyes, looking up at the sky.

            The sky was not the same; the color of the sky was a dark shade of blue. No clouds insight. I stumbled to my feet, looking around me. The flowers around me reminded me of a corn field, without corn. If that makes sense, I thought. The grass was tall, leaving me sightless, and not letting me see what’s around me.

            That’s when I heard the sound of metal hitting metal, it was very faint. I looked in front of me, curious of what it is. I decided to walked towards the faint sound. I moved quietly through the flowers, pushing them out of my way as I walked. Everything felt slow, and quiet. I kept walking towards the notice as it began to get louder. SNAP! I jumped away from the sound, feeling my heart beat faster. I looked around me, to find a twig snapped in half. I let out a sign.

            I moved slowly and carefully towards the sound.

            That’s when I saw the two guys. One had Black hair; it hung low in his face. I felt my heart beat faster. Then I noticed the other guy. His hair was the shade of a white sandy beach. I watched him walk towards the other black hair guy. He reminded me of a tiger going after his pray. I looked up towards their faces, to find them covered with a mask. They wore the same silver mask covering there hole face. The only difference was the symbols’ carved in. I couldn’t describe the symbols; they were too far for me to see.

            That’s when I noticed their eyes showing, as they shined brightly threw the mask. The blond had crystal blue eyes, which I couldn’t help not looking away, and his eyes reminded me of the sea at its mysterious time. While the other guy had thick green eyes, reminding me of someone I remember.

            I moved closer to the guys and noticed the swords both of them were holding, It was strange seeing swords that were glass rather than metal. Then I noticed the circular surface around the two guys.

            I looked down at the brown payment and saw the symbols’ carved into it. I bent down to touch it when I heard the clash of metal hitting metal. It was a loud screech of a sound I flinched and watched the guys. From far away their swords sounded like metal but now as I watched them fight, they were totally glass. How can they be glass and not shatter?? I thought as I watched them fight against each other.

             The blond guy block a hit from the other, my heart was racing as I watched them fight. The blond guy threw an attack and almost hit the black haired guy in the stomach with his sword. That’s when everything went weird...

            The blond struck out white wings from his back and jumped back, while the black haired guy threw his sword out at him. I watched with horror as the blond closed his wings and struck the guys side. I screamed, hard and fierce, to find the guys freeze and both heads turned towards me.

            I stared at them, while they looked me over. I stared at the guy with the dark hair. I've seen his eyes before... I thought as I put one foot onto the surface of the payment. The surface was lighting up under me. I took another step watching as the light fallowed my every move, I looked up towards them,  my eyes not leaving their eyes. I noticed them both stiffen. The guy with the dark hair started to snarl, it was like an animal growling at someone. My reaction would have made jump back a step, but in my dreams I didn’t feel fear, I stood there staring at him.

            "Morgenstern's are band to be here...” the black hair guy stated, as he hissed again. I stayed still. "Remove your mask!" He demanded. That voice is familiar... I thought. I put my hand near my face to feel the mask. I felt the symbols carved in. I put my hand under the mask to take it off when I remembered, It’s only a dream; they don’t need to see me. So I pulled my hand away.

            I smiled as I walked closer, with curiousness of whom the dark haired one it... He looked familiar... I thought again.

            That’s when I felt the tingly feeling, as if someone’s watching me. I turned towards the blond, he was watching me closely. I watched them both, while the dark haired one hissed and the blond looked at me with curiosity. I felt no fear, as I kept walking closer. It’s only a dream... The symbols’ were now lighting up around me, I felt power as I stopped and looked down at the symbols’. There was a symbol of a morning star which lead off to swirls that went from everywhere. I bent down, not paying attention to the men. You need to leave... Someone whispered threw my head. I looked up to see an old man with black hair as he came at me, I moved to side fast and fell on the ground.

            My hand fell on one of the glowing symbols’ and I felt pain. It felt like my hand was dropped into a fire, as a hot knife carved carefully into my skin. I bowed my head, looking down at my hand; it was still against the symbol. I tore it away and stumbled to stand up. The pain flooded my arm, that’s when I heard the voice.

             "Morgenstern..." The blond whispered. I looked towards him; He was staring at me, then at the old man. the old man was also wearing a mask, but his was black. The old guys mask reminded me of the one in the phantom of the opera, it covered half his face, showing a fierce wicked smile as he stared at me. I could feel the blond one staring at me too. I looked away and back at the blond. I couldn’t help but look at his eyes. I looked closer; noticing they were shinning differently through his mask, as if he was terrified. 

            Who is Morgenstern?? I looked back at the old man. I felt the burning from my palm shoot up to my shoulder. The man looked at me with golden eyes, he looked wicked as he looked down at my arm. 

            Everything around me was turning, I could feel myself weakening. I fell onto my knees as pain shot up my legs. I couldn’t help myself from falling forward, as my face hit the glowing symbols’. Look out... Someone yelled through my head. I looked up weakly to find him coming at me again.

            I felt a scream slip out of my mouth, while everything started to fall apart around me. The ground around me opened while I fell threw, leaving the old man watching me with that wicked smile as the blond stared at me with terror in his expression.

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