It's all around me. Fire. I can feel the heat. I feel it everywhere. I feel it through the ground. Through the air. So close to me. Yet, it doesn't hurt. It's a different kind of feeling. Almost like its reviving me, calling me. Coursing through my veins. Bringing me back from the darkness. My senses start to come back to me. I can smell the smoke. I can hear people screaming. Women, children. Screaming for help. Get up Ana. My eyes shoot open. However, it's all a blur. Almost like I'm looking through blind eyes. I can see the images of people running around me. The screams start getting louder as I start coming to. And it's not until I'm in this moment that I start to notice it. I smell it. The smell so metallic it makes my insides churn. Blood.You need to get up. I hear the little voice in my head plead again. I manage to push my self up off of the ground. I look around aimlessly, trying to focus on something. Anything. I walk around not quite sure where I'm going. Still unsure of what's happening. "HELP ME. SOMEBODY, PLEASE HELP ME." A woman runs past me screaming. My eyes follow as a huge flame of fire dances behind her. ANA. I hear the voice one last time. Suddenly, something inside of me ignites. I feel a surge take over me. A feeling so vastly familiar yet so foreign. I begin drifting farther away from the carnage around me. I look around as everything starts morphing together. I look back once more to find the woman staring at me in...awe? Disbelief? Fear? I don't have time to think as the flames bellow meaning to engulf us both. The feeling is so strong now it's rushing through my veins. I can feel it everywhere. I can hear the woman speaking to me. Something in a language foreign yet familiar. Just as the surge takes over me I hear the woman say something that still runs through my head. Medjai .
I embrace the fire. Everything goes black.
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Along came Ana
FantasyAll she's ever known is catering to the hands of men. 16 year old Ana Cortez is trapped in a hell she can never wake up from. And when she does sleep her dreams don't seem like dreams at all. As she matures more as a woman she starts to develop pow...