Faith (Based on Call of Duty: Ghosts)

Chapter 11- Dark Dreams

As soon as I got off the plane, one of Rorke's closest Federation soldiers came to lead me away. I felt Rorke's eyes burn into me and I turned to gaze at him.

He lipped the words, "Goodbye," and then left from my vision.

"I take you to room," the soldier next to me spoke poor English.

"Okay," I let him lead me into the mansion.

We walked through halls full of guards, dogs, and weapons. Rorke was the terrorist that everyone was talking about nowadays. And guess what? I was fucking living with him now. I realized the threat that Rorke had put me in. If I was with a terrorist all the time, people against us would start thinking of me like one. Soon the world would join in and I would be hated just as much as Rorke.

That wouldn't happen.

The Ghosts- Keegan- would come for me. I knew they would risk their lives for me. Wrong. They wouldn't risk their lives, they would use their lives. Keegan and Hesh especially.

"Make yourself at home. You change and dinner at big room at seven," the Federation's horrible English was getting annoying, so I only nodded.

Finally, when the bedroom doors shut I turned and started crying. Falling onto my surprisingly comfortable bed, I cried in my pillow. I don't know why I cried so hard, but I did. And it felt good.

I cried for everything.

My family was gone. Mom, dad, and older brother gone forever. I knew Rorke had killed them and I couldn't seem to admit that to myself. Now my school and everything I knew was gone. I would probably never see my home again and, even worse, my own friends. Everything I had grown up with was gone.

Now if I pushed up to the more present, I was probably never going to see Keegan again. Every sentence that was said about forever was gone now. My friendships with Merrick, Hesh, and Logan were gone now too. After staying a month with Rorke, they would never trust me again.

Everything was ruined- forever.

All this crying and tears made me hurt inside. My lungs hurt from trying to get enough air inside them and my lips were salty from the tears. With my knees pulled up close to my chest, I held them and shook violently while continuing to cry. Slowly, I felt myself drift into a deep, dark, and painful sleep.

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Walking through a jungle, I looked down at the widening pathway underneath me. Trees shook around me and I felt my heart jump with fear. Where was I? What was the thing in the trees?

"Hailey!" a voice shouted.

"Come here, Hails!" it was Keegan.

Running forwards, I fell into a meadow. Looking around wildly, I searched for the voices.

"Keegan!" I screamed.

"Hailey!" now Keegan sounded scared and worried.

He seemed to searching for me. Just as I was searching for him, I saw him at the tree-line.

"Keegan," we both started running towards each other.

Hitting a glass at the center, we both fell back. My head hurt from hitting it, but I stood up right with Keegan and pressed into the glass. With my hand equal with his, I started crying. Behind him a pack of wolves were coming out of the bushes. They were going to eat him alive and I knew I was going to have to watch it all.

"Can you hear me?" Keegan screamed. "Turn around there are wolves going to eat you right now!"

I turned around but didn't see anything, "No, they're going to eat you!" I met Keegan's eyes again.

A ripping and screaming to my left made me look. My family was being torn to pieces. Blood splattered on my face and I started to cry heavily.

"Hailey, listen to me," Keegan crouched down while I slid to the ground in tears. "This isn't real. This isn't real!"

His voice was starting to drown out. I faced him and put my hands up to the glass. The wolves were right behind him now. His gaze darkened and mine did too. We were both about to die in each other's eyes.

"Please find something in you!" Keegan screamed at me as the wolves snapped at him from behind. "Be strong and don't die. I am coming for you. This is all a dream, Hailey. No, don't go!"

Tears were forming in both of our eyes now. I realized that whatever I saw happening on Keegan's side, he was seeing the same thing on mine. I put both of my hands on the glass and kissed it.

"I love you Keegan," I sniffled, "I'll see you soon, don't give up on me and I won't on you either."

The wolves dove in towards Keegan and started tearing him to sheds. Blood splattered the window and I cringed away. Turning around, I shut my eyes up tight and started crying hard. Now more pain came inside me as I felt my other side of me getting attacked from Keegan's point of view.

Someone had set this up and I was going to find out who.

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"Hailey?" someone was shaking me lightly.

I sat up sweating and shaking violently. Looking to my left, Rorke sat on the bed with a worried look on his face. I knew that the look was fake and he was pretending to be worried. He didn't care about me, only of what I had as a "power" that Merrick said I had.

"Rorke," I got up on the other side of the bed and walked to the window, wanting to stay as far away from him as possible.

"You missed dinner," Rorke followed me.

I watched as he sat on the edge of the window sill and looked at me carefully. Even though he was mean and against almost everyone, his eyes hid something that could be good. Maybe I just had to change that.

"Is everything alright?" Rorke looked at me like I was something from outer space.

"Fine," I mumbled. I could not talk to him.

"Do you want to take a walk with me? We have some really pretty meadows around here," Rorke said slowly and I thought I could see red coming to his cheeks.

"No," I secretly smiled at my own denial. Kids at my old home would be like "denial bitch!" and then run off. "I'm tired and need rest."

Running around me to the bed before I could get there, Rorke stopped me. "Sleep is just going to take you to more places like the one you just visited. Do something else. Please."

For once in my whole life, I thought that maybe Rorke was a nice man. But I quickly shook the thought away. Rorke was not a good man and I had to get that in my head.