A New Reality

Dreams

Groaning and attempting to shield her eyes from the light that was interrupting her sleep, (Y/N) rolled onto her side to bury her face further into her pillow. Feeling something hard hit her nose she groaned again to make her discomfort known. To who? Herself.

This is bullshit. If I just rolled onto my phone that means I didn't plug it in before I fell asleep.

Being barely awake her mind took longer than usual to register she was no longer on her bed. Squinting to look around she came to the realization that she was laying on the floor of a forest. Still disoriented she crossed it off as one of those strangely realistic dreams. Standing up and rolling her shoulders with a yawn she made the decision to wander around a bit and figure out what her brain decided to stick her in. Lethargically stepping around rocks and branches she took in the view of morning sunlight against the trees.

This is a boring ass dream.

Running her fingers through her hair she realized that it was matted and had leaves in it from laying on the floor. Mumbling quiet curse words to herself she untangled the knots and slowly tamed what could have easily been mistaken for a dead raccoon on her head. Eventually the trees around her became more sparse as she continued her trek to wherever she ended up. Hearing distant sounds of people yelling peaked her interest. Shrugging, she decided that if she was stuck in a boring dream she may as well try and find something happening. Cursing as she cut her foot on a stick she glared down at the object as if her intense stare could affect it.

Why did that hurt so much? Stupid nature. Screw trees and their stupid branches.

Continuing towards the sounds, albeit in a worse mood, she wondered why she didn't have any shoes. Again checking it off to a "weird dream thing" she found herself facing a clearing. Furrowing her brows as she watched the scene she pondered just how messed up her brain had gotten for her to dream something like this. In front of her were what seemed to be giant...naked...people. Sweat-dropping at her own mind for making this scenario, she watched as people attacked the naked giants and tried to kill them. Some died in the process, but all's fair in love and war, right? Not like it's real anyway. Plopping herself into a sitting position with her chin resting on her palm she watched the fight continue. Poking at the ground with another stick she found after instantly becoming bored simply watching, she was brought back to reality when she heard steps approaching her.

"Who are you? How are you out here?" An alarmed voice directed two quick questions at her. Looking up at the source of the voice her eyes found a boy who looked around her age staring at her, shock evident on his face. The boy had lighter colored hair on top with short cut sides that were darker than the rest. He was clearly much taller than her, even though she was sitting, and had a lean yet muscular build.

"Me?" She asked dumbly, pointing a finger to herself for emphasis. The boy rolled his his eyes and sassily put his hands on his hips.

"No, dipshit, the person sitting right next to you. Obviously I mean you." Scoffing and standing up to cross her arms and give off an intimidating vibe, she glared straight into his eyes planning to his sass tenfold.

"Well excuse me for wondering why some random jack-ass walked up to me just to act like he's an almighty god. As for your questions, do either answers really concern you? Get your nose out of my business, and while you're removing things, get your head out of your ass." Huffing and brushing past him with no real goal in mind other than to get the last word, she ended up walking towards the rest of the people she saw earlier. Quickly forgetting her previous annoyance, curious eyes scanned the crowd before her. All wearing the same outfit as the guy she recently exchanged a few words with, everyone was either on a horse, helping injured, or talking to what she assumed were the people in charge of their group.