X-Kid (Sequel to "Little Boy Named Train")

What Is It, What Was It

A somewhat active mind makes unconsciousness seem more like falling into another world. At least, that's what it seemed to be for Train. He felt like he was falling. Falling slowly and gently through a sea of shadows into a world below him. He couldn't tell what he had passed, nor what lied at the bottom of the darkness. The darkness engulfed him and he lost his breath before everything stopped.

He opened his eyes and found himself sitting on a bunk bed, similar to the bed that he called his own. However, the room seemed different. The walls didn't look like the drywall he was used to,. Instead, they looked somewhat plastic, or even metallic. Plus, in front of him was another set of bunk beds. Train looked around the room in confusion before his attention was drawn to a few chords.

Train stood up to find out where the noise was coming from, only to turn and see a man playing a guitar sitting on the bed in front of him. The man seemed to be the same age as Train, perhaps a bit older. His hair was a shocking blue and he held an electric guitar in his hands.

The man suddenly stopped playing and groaned. "No, no. That won't work..."

"Excuse me...?" Train murmured, hoping to get the man's attention.

The man turned to look at him. "Hm? Oh, hey, Train."

Train froze. Something about the man seemed familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it. "How do you know my name? Where am I?" were the words Train wanted to say, but...

"Are you alright?" came out instead.

The man frowned a bit. "Well..." He looked up once more and locked eyes with Train. Before he could even hear the rest of the man's sentence, Train found himself lost in the green color. This head spun as the color seemed to encase him in a warm grasp. What was it about that color...something with the color provided safety. It was...

Kindness. The color was kindness. Love, even. That green was so...

Suddenly, Train jolted awake. He quickly sat up, only to see a woman standing, shocked, at the side of his bed with a wet rag in her hand. Ace quickly ran over to Train.

"Are you okay?! Did something scare you?!" Ace quickly asked.

Train shook his head. "No, no..." He closed his eyes.

"Please lie down again, Train. It's not good to stress yourself," the woman insisted. Train slowly nodded and eased himself back onto the bed.

What was it, he thought, about the color green...

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Guess who's back. Back again. >:) Hi! I felt really bad about having not updated this story in over a year and not updating anything in a really long time, so I made a schedule for updating my stories to get me back in rhythm! This story will be updating on Saturdays, though I've been ahead of schedule, so this bad boy is coming out two days early! The next chapter will be up by January 10th at the latest. Keep a lookout and smack me if I don't get it usony that day xD Thanks for all of the support in my writing, it gets me going (I actually read your comments while I'm writing to smile and tell myself to continue)! Happy new year, by the way! Let's make 2015 as great as we can :D

Lots of love! ~SaintHarlequinn