Paralyzed

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Victoria: 9

I wake up to soft sunlight and a direct view of James' sleeping form in front of me with his arm around my back. The glow of the morning sunlight softening his delicate features and adding shadows in places that make him look more masculine. A warm feeling tugs through me as something tugs at my heart. Damn mate bond. My fingers move towards his face on its own. Moving pictures suddenly flash before my eyes the moment my fingers make contact with his temple.

My eyes flutter open to dim lightly through the small, thick window within the concrete walls. A blur of blonde is in my vision, a sensation of soft fingers brushing along my cheek. A kid-ish smile spreads across my face, my eyes sparkling at the sight that lay in front of me. I giggle a soft girlish squeal. The little boy grins wide and kisses the little girl on the cheek. Happiness overwhelms the little girl. Puzzled, I move around and lean in to get a closer look.

In this moment, everything seems to stop. The little was just no happy little girl. I very quickly became aware of my scarcely familiar surroundings. My heart stopped. My eyes flashed to the little girl once again. Fear etched through me until my attention drifted to the boy lying next to her. Again, time seems to stop.

A force pulled and tugged at my heart. Disbelief and fear is what I feel. This was the day. The day when...

"Good morning, my little warriors."

My thoughts come to a sudden haunt as the voice registers into my brain though my hearing. I stand stiff as the little boy and girl hop up with bright smiles on their faces and fight their way to the owner of the previous soft, sweetly feminine but, groggy voice. I can't move. My body is too stiff. My heart begins to race, as well as my thoughts.

My eyes start to sting at the memory of the voice. Pain and memories overtake my body and mind. Taking a deep breath, I shudder. Slowly, I somehow manage to breathe in and out and frantically at the same time. I clench my jaw and squeeze my fingers into fists. I feel like I'm suffocating. My knees buckle and I fall. Holding my palm to my chest, I close my eyes.

Concentrating on trying to control my breathing and my many racing thoughts. All the while comforting her, so she won't push to shift in order to protect me. To stop the pain and agony from reassuring the force field I desperately fight everyday to keep it all pushed far, far, and far away. She whines and instinctively reaches out to him. To our mate. Only the pain is too much, the only memory I can remember from the small amount of time we've spent together was rain...

The pain, the fear, the chase, the forces. As much as I hate it, I only have only person. The one and only other person who can feel everything twenty times harder than I. My brother, so I focus on him. She reaches out to him, too. Together, we forge and try to calm each other down. My breathing slows to long, deep and steady breathes. I fall on my elbows as the exhaustion hits. Opening my eyes, they widen at the sight in from if me.

Her smiling face just as perfect as I remember. The chains somehow broken, dangling from her limbs. The shackles still tightly encircled around her ankles and her wrists. A single tear glows down her cheek. Her hand moves to my face. I want to run to her and flinch away at the same time. Although, no matter how much I wish this is real, something is telling me it is not as her fingertips lightly brush along my cheek.

"I'm sorry, sta—"

Everything flashes black as if I was swept away. White replaces my black surroundings and I release a breath I didn't entirely realize I was holding in. I sit on my knees for a few seconds longer than the blackness lasted. The, the white starts to fade. I sigh; I really don't want to do this again.

The sun shines through the leaves of a large tree. Cascading over a large hill, this rolls down to a beautiful city. Red and grey and white bricked buildings scattered around neatly from one floor high to numerous of stories high. Not far off the horizon, the sun lies, kissing the sea. The clouds drift blissfully through the evening sky with movement of a ballerina swaying like a swan.

A little boy with shaggy, golden blonde hair steals my attention. Beside the large trunk if the generous tree, he rests with his arms folded behind his head. A girl runs up the hill towards him. With a smile and dark locks that spiral around her face and down her back. The sound of her voice is bubbly with happiness. Although, I cannot decipher the language they speak. The girl plops down next to the boy and hands him half of a baguette. In the grasps of her other hand. She holds an opened small box of chocolates with a few missing from the tray. I watch them intrigued as they happily carry on a conversation with bread and chocolates. I feel a tug and longing in my chest.

A breeze of winds flows by, the leaves of the mother tree ruffle. Light scatters and shimmers from the boys' hair waving in the wind, the girl's flowing like a current in a river. The scene begins to fade to black and into white. Like grains of sand bringing blown away from the wind. A second later my eyes flutter open to see James' concerned face in mine.

"Victoria? Are you okay?"

He asks, panic in his voice. It's evident on how hard he's fighting to stay calm. I grab my pounding head and look up at my mate. But, all I can see if the little's boy's face from under the tree. Then he fades away to the man hovering over me. My eyes widen as the visions flash back. No, not visions... Memories. They were memories. He must have not had his guard up...

"No, I tried holding it back. My guard was locked and loaded. I don't need sleep, remember?"

"Yeah... I remember... But, that's exactly what I'm afraid of."

"It's coming quicker than we thought."

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