My Scary New World

Kings...

The terrifying things that could happen when I open my eyes has me gripping to every ounce of sleep I could get, but my mind is too restless. 

How can someone sleep when the images of the sharp objects cutting through my skin, lashing at it is on constant replay. the menacing look of the man with such captivating dark eyes that tell of such a dark untold story, just makes me want to dig more into the secret library.

But I shouldn't want to know more about him. I should be glad that i'm away from him and not down in that torture cell, but is it juvenile of me to still yearn of his company?

Deciding that I should face the problems today holds I opened my eyes to a unfamiliar light brown ceiling that was decorated with circular lights. To my surprise I was warm, but my heart felt cold, distant. I feel so unwanted it hurts my very soul. But I couldn't find anything within me to cry, to let my sorrows out. I just feel numb physically, but my heart was wrecked with such strong emotion.

"you're awake." said a relieved voice from above. I look over to see the same lady from the night of the car crash, the same one who didn't make a lot of sense when we were in the hospital. I wonder where her partner was.

"Why do I feel like this?" I found my voice, but it came out husky and unheard.

Their was a long moment of silence. "I should go get the kings." She muttered, but I was to captivated in my own dysfunctional thoughts to realise that she was leaving.

After what felt like hours of just thinking, loud footsteps echoed through out the room and yet I didn't really care for them, or what they decided to do to me.

"How are you dear?" someone's cold hands touched my forehead. I just closed my eyes, I want to go back to sleep.

"Nova, how are you? What happened?" She said again sweet, but yet I could hear her demand.

Ignoreing her, I curled up on a ball in the bed I was laying on. I squeezed my hands against my chest. I probably looked pathetic, but I just want to escape again. At least in that lonely darkness I could be away from these feelings... what are these feelings.

"Why do I feel like this?" I called out to no one in particular.

Suddenly a bigger hand started rubbing my shoulder and I flinched against it. I know it was ment for reasurence, to calm me, but it just made me feel dirty.

"Nova Its okay I won't hurt you." I heard a sigh and the hand left my shoulder.

Relaxing once again, I looked over to see familiar green eyes.

"I think I should introduce myself properly. My name is King Mika, but you, my dear may call me Mika."

"King?" I grumbled.

"Yes, in my world, or should I say our world we are ruled under four monarchy governments, and in each kingdom is Rulled by different kind."

"Different kind? Like in different social class? But what do you mean by kingdoms? Isn't their only one in England, and is ruled by a queen?"

"By the humans knowledge. In our world, each species has to be rolled under one major rule. Other wise they'll think they have more power than they should." His eyes are bright, and kind with interest. His voice is soft, but what is he talking about, four different kingdoms rulled with different species.

"Do you mean like animals, like the lion has a pack? What are you talking about?"

"Lets get something in your system before we continue." He backed away from the bed, and held out a hand.