Abyss of the Fallen Angel (Rogue Cheney x OC Fanfic)

Chapter 8

Rogue's POV:

"What is it that you desire in life?" ... I don't know.

"Why do try so hard?" I'm not sure.

"Who do you fight for?" For Frosch and Skiadrum.

"And who else?" ... And Serpex.

"You must hurry, then. The Day of Deception is coming. And it's not a forgiving if you take too long." The Day of Deception?

"Don't act dumb, Rogue. You know what it is so rack your brain into action and get it together. That's how I raised you, didn't I? A dragon who never moves is a dragon who doesn't have a clue." Those words... It can't be.

I groaned and opened my eyes. There was darkness all around me and I couldn't move. But I could sense him from anywhere.

"Father?" My voice rang out and echoed. But no reply came. All of a sudden, a migraine acted up and pain erupted  through my headed. Sheer fire locked at my head and then it was gone. I blinked my eyes open and now I was in a field full of flowers. I sat up and let my eyes adjust to the sudden light. It was weird. Skiadrum couldn't be alive. Yet I heard his voice.

The Day of Deception... It was something plaguing me. Every nightmare I've had. It was all around this. And I'm conscious of it, just like right now. It always starts with this flower field. It's a pleasant feeling. But then it's like my world is spinning. There is nothing here. There. Is. Nothing. Here.

There's nothing here!

"Make it stop, please!" The pungent smell of death shrouded the air. Colors fading. Flowers wither and crumble away. Bloody sky. Smoke and fire. It burns into my lungs as I try to breathe. The world is dying. And most of all, I'm dying. "Someone, help me."

You need to wake up. I can't. Hurry before it consumes you. It hurts so much. Wake up!

***

"Fuck!" I jolted awake and sat up in a bed covered in sweat, my clothes missing except for my boxers. I gasped as I tried to get my surroundings straight. That nightmare happened again. The Day of Deception. I don't understand it at all. Serpex and I were just on a mission, and then I woke up here in a bed.

Wait a second... Why was I in a bed?

I glanced around and saw there was nothing here but this bed. It was a simple wooden design, but there were no windows or dressers. Only a low torch next to a door across from the bed. I shoved the covers off and struggled to stand. A rattling brought my attention to my ankles. I internally groaned as both had been adorned with magic draining cuffs. Sure, I was a fit guy. But having my magic surplus of energy suddenly leave my body is something I'm not exactly used to.

I stumbled over to the door and creaked it open. A strong magic aura wove through me in a tantric euphoria. I could practically feel my body let go of my weary senses against my will. This following room was like a giant library. And in the center, I saw the last person I remembered.

That silver exceed was sitting at a table in the center of the library with one chair across from her. She seemed to be meditating, but I could see her breath hitch when I began to approach her. Just then, the empty chair moved on its own away from the table, as if it was inviting me forward. Seeing as I was practically useless if this girl were to use her magic on me again, I sat down cautiously. The exceed let out an exhale before opening her pale green eyes and staring at me.

"You've finally woken up," she noted. I tried to restrain from growling.

"Are you the master of Wolf's Crown?" I asked.

"In your terminology, I suppose that would be the correct assumption," she responded. "My name is Syrune and I possess earth magic as you've seen during our demonstration. I hope you've had a nice rest."