Braedey and Anastasia

The Nightmare At Sea

Soon, night had fallen across the sea. Anya, Braedey, Lightning and Pooka are now in their cabin. Braedey is fast asleep in a makeshift bed, his backpack beside him on the floor. Anya is wrapped up in a blanket next to her bed. Lightning is braced up against the ship's beams, not weathering the storm well.

"Oh...are you all right?" Anya whispers to Lightning.

"Oh, I'm fine, my dearest. I'm just riddled with envy." Lightning pointed to Braedey. "I mean, just look at him. He can sleep through anything the world can throw at him."

The ship tilts in the waves, and the timbers groan. Pooka climbs inside of Braedey's backpack knocking it over and the music box slides out of it and stops near Anya. She picks up the Music Box. Anya immediately has a sharp recollection, a shock. She cradles the box lovingly.

"Pretty jewellery box, isn't it?" Lightning asked.

"Jewellery box? Are you sure that's what it is?" Anya asked.

"What else could it be?"

"Oh well, something else ... Something special ... something to do with a secret." Pooka then licked Anya's feet, making the auburn hair girl laugh, wanting her attention. "Is that possible?"

Lightning climbed up into his berth above her head. "Anything is possible. You taught Braedey how to waltz, didn't you? ..."

Anya secures the Music Box in the backpack. Pooka begs Anya's feet to be picked up. She picks him up. She climbs into her berth, Pooka climbs up on her tummy.

"... Sleep well, your majesty." Lightning fell asleep.

Pooka snuggles next to Anya. "Sweet dreams, Pooka." Anya said, hugging the little dog, as she too fell asleep with Pooka.

Unbeknown to them, Braedey was awake. He heard everything, but didn't listen. Ever since he had seen his necklace and Anya's, he collected visions of... unsettling things...

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There was a white winter wonderland. Braedey was running around with someone. This was when he oddly was around 8yrs old. The person with him had the same coloured hair as he does, the same blue eyes, but with fair skin, and she wore blue and black like him. Also, he wasn't sure, but he could tell it was a woman.

Braedey ran through a street, unaware of the woman telling him something, and took a right turn. As he came across a bridge, Braedey slipped on some ice, and fell off the bridge, falling into snow below. As this happened, he heard something that sounded like someone calling his name..

~*~*~*~*~*{FLASHBACK}*~*~*~*~

Braedey blinked. Who was the boy? Was he someone he knew? And the voice.... "Mother...?" He asked himself, wondering who his mother might be, and why someone would call him, then fell asleep.

~*~*~

Meanwhile, deep underground and in limbo, Rasputin and Bartok gaze at the image of Anya, as she slept peacefully with Pooka in her arms, eyeing their one target with extreme lust.

"There she is Master, sound asleep in her little bed." Bartok pointed out the obvious.

"And pleasant dreams to you, Princess. I'll get inside your mind, where you can't escape me..." Rasputin said slyly, and evilly.