Reborn

The Dream...

I am running, running wildly through a gloomy, moonlit, pine tree forest not knowing where  I was going. I only know that if I stopped that I would be caught.  From whom or what, I did not know before and I do not intend to find out. I dart between the trees, only to trip over a log.

"Damn it!" I yell as my ankle twisted, having gotten caught on a branch. I lie immobilized, waiting inside a small clearing that would be the death of me.

There is a loud rattle, and then a groan as an unnatural fog began to seep through the trees. It begins to flow into the clearing like clouded water, but I know better. Earlier I tried to touch the fog, only to be rewarded with a melted shoe. My heart is gripped by pure terror and fear as something comes out of the fog. Nothing should be able to go through the fog, seeing as it melts anything and everything on contact.  The fog sticks to everything like a parasite yet, something is coming.

That "something" was a being that was tall, maybe 7 feet tall, with red glowing eyes and armor so dark that it put the darkest of obsidians to shame, while holding a blue-black blade that could cleave through entire trees. The armor is so clean, that I can see my own reflection while the blade is covered in so much blood, that I believe that it was actually composed of liquid blood. What is strange about the figure , is the lack of a shadow, even in the moonlight. I stare at it for who knows how long, until it whips its hand forward wrapping around my neck.

"S-Stop, I...I--...” I try to say, as it lifts me up into the air by my neck. 

The being tightens its grip on my neck, and through my reflection on its armor, I can see my own face turn purple. My short, but sweet life begins to flash before my eyes. I am starting to see black spots, until I feel a sharp pain in my side as the being had, for some reason, dropped me onto the ground at its feet. I felt something wet on the ground, and as I feel around I realized it was blood.

There is a low grumble coming from the distance, and it is growing louder; much louder. Not sure what was coming, and still quite frightened by this being in front of me, I do the one thing no other sane person would do: I try to steal the sword in its hand. That sure wasn't a great idea, since as soon as I touch it, the being pulls his arm back and throws its arm forward, thrusting the blade through my stomach. Soon after, it disappears into the night like a ghost on Halloween.

I look down in shock, not quite realizing that there was blood coming out of the wound in rivulets down my side and that there was now something else in the shadows, watching.

 I haven't felt any pain yet, which was weird since the blade had already been removed. My blood gushed out shortly thereafter, turning black when it touched the ground. Black like obsidian.  Wait, Black Blood?

SNAP!

I snap my head up to the side to see the second being now out of the shadows, glaring at me when I realize IT is a girl. A pretty one actually. Too bad today was kill me painfully day. She runs over to me and swings a fist across my face screaming, "Ты убил мою семью, и все же вы поверить, что я все равно должны быть на вашей стороне?! Подумайте еще раз!!"

Maybe she is speaking another language? Perhaps she is speaking Russian? I had taken a Russian lesson once, but I don't remember much from it, so instead I stupidly reply, "Uh....who are you?" Her head face contorts in anger at my reply. I guess she has anger issues? 

Or not. 

She screams this time, in English, "You don't remember me?! Maybe, THIS will help you remember." She pulls out a bludgeon, and starts to stalk toward me, fire burning in her eyes. Her eyes were blue; electric blue.

"Wait! We can figure this out, just don't kill me. I swear that I have never seen you before." I blurt out, finally beginning to fear for my life. (Yeah, I know I'm a bit slow so get off my back!)

 I try to move, but can't as she approaches swinging the bludgeon. I relax myself and wait for the end at last, and am surprised that when she hits me, of course I feel the pain, but I still wake up in my room. I look up to see my best friend, Thi looking at me with concern evident in his eyes but like always, he was leaning over me like the creeper he is. Key word there: creeper.

 I bolt out of the bed to the far wall. "Hey, you okay dude? You were screaming bloody murder...Did you have that same dream again?" he murmurs while trying to hold back a smirk. His smile is a smile that makes people want to scream or you know manly yell in my case. Great friends aren't we? However creeper-like he becomes, we'll always stick together just like we always have. He smirks at me, I make fun of his smile, we tease each other, and you know. Friend stuff.

"Yeah, yeah I did but something was different. This time it felt like she was actually right beside me somehow. Like in the dream." I reply, panting heavily as though I was having a mental breakdown. These dreams sure feel like one in their own right. And no, I have not had an actual mental breakdown before. That I know of.

"How so?" he asks. I reply, slightly calmed down," I really don't know, but these dreams have got to mean something. After all, this girl was the one who ruined my life..."

 He sighs. "We will find some way to figure out what your dreams mean, but we've got to get ready for school. We'll talk about this later. See you in homeroom". He left the room, and I began to get dressed.

I take a quick shower and then throw on a plain white t-shirt with a pair of jeans. Simple is always easiest. I make sure to wear my tooth shaped obsidian necklace that I had worn since I was little. I  always feel calmer when I am wearing it. I eat some cereal, and grab my bag on my way out the door. I am sure not ready to leave the house, much less go to school, but I have to. My mom would have a fit if I even missed a minute of it.

I start jogging to school, preparing for the worst. The best was always the same; coming home with Thi to hang out. I smile at the thought. My only friend. I start to reminisce but then I remember where I'm going.

I sigh deeply.

 It seemingly was time for another day of Kammrido High School bloody torture.