The Great Six

Chapter 1

Lucas' POV

I can't remember when I woke, or if I had ever fallen asleep. The thin blankets barely give any protection against the cold, and my pillow felt like a brick. My feet were ice. It's strange to think about, I hate hot days, but I also hate cold nights. I'm just weird like that.

"You should probably steal someone else's covers." The voice, again.

"Yeah, um, no. I don't want to get in any more trouble."

"I don't know what you're talking about." I could sense the sarcasm in its voice.

"Oh really?!?! Do you not remember the time you made the lamp fall, and almost set the whole orphanage on fire? Or the time you caused the TV to fall on Ms. Amber's head? Or the time you 'accidentally' set 3 cars on fire? Don't fuck with me!" I yell whispered, not wanting to let anyone hear me. I don't want the kids to think I'm crazier than what I already am.

"Ok...ok...I see your point. Jeez, you're no fun. I was just kidding around. It's not like anyone got killed."

"Thank you, now please, let me sleep."

"Your going to freeze your balls off, not that you had any to begin with. Here, I found these in the closet down the hall. Is it ok?"

I was about to say something about its shitty comment, but I knew it would be in vain. Moments later, I felt a light, soft weight on top of me. I peeked from under my covers see a larger, thicker blanket covering me from head to toe.

The blanket was make of worn out material, it had obviously been used many times over the years. I could feel its presence; "IT" seemed to be sitting on the edge of my bed. I didn't look, there's no reason to. I know all I would see is a simple warped shadowy figure.

"Thanks. I still haven't figured you out 'Dark'. Sometimes you can be a real dick, but other times, you're not so bad."

"Dark? Is some sort of pet name?"

"If you don't like I could call you dickhead. And besides, I think it's a perfect fit."

"No!" It let out a breath (even though it doesn't breathe),"I think it's a great name. T-Thanks?"

I'm a little surprised, it's the first time it (he, I'm going to call it a he from now on) had ever thanked me for anything. It was nice.With the new blanket keeping me warm sleeping became much easier. Moments later, I was sound asleep dreaming about....him.

Emily's POV

It was morning and the forest was just waking up. It was so beautiful. I love the forest, it's the only home I truly know. The sun peeked through the morning dew and tree branches. It filled me with joy, and..... Power. As long as the sun was up, I was up.

High up in my treehouse I begin to emerge from my leaf-made bed. I stretch my legs and arms while popping a few bones as well. I look around only to see the same old treehouse I've known my whole life. There wasn't anything super spescial about it, the walls were lined with maps i had found over the years. I make my way to the entrance of my treehouse, and....fell. Only to be caught by a tree branch.

After that one, more and more fell into place, creating an 'almost' perfect staircase that lead to the forest floor below, I make my descent; to be greeted with beautiful rays of sunlight and morning bird songs. I begin to stroll along the opened path that's created for me.