The Dimensional Defenders : The Birth Of A Hero

Chapter 9

"Ah!!!" Sarah woke up in shock, jumping from her bed and shaking with a fast racing heart and heavy breathing lungs. Suddenly, a shocking pain hurls into Sarah left abdomen stoping her from all the shaking. Her hands placed at the very center of the pain. A boy, about a few years older got up from his seat when Sarah woke up so suddenly.

"Woah, Sarah. Take it easy, it's okay." His hands gripping onto Sarah's shoulders, trying to calm her down. Sarah looked into his eyes, somehow feeling confused but still a bit familiar all the same. "Who are you?" She asked. The boy holding her was stunned. "Who am I? Where am I? What happened? What?" Sarah kept asking in panic.

Why can't I remember? But I know I remember. Where is that memory? Her thoughts are spinning around trying to find her memories again. She knows she has seen that boy before and she couldn't have forgotten about it. She couldn't have forgotten about herself just because of that dream. The dream. Her fixing the symbol, seeing the circles of light, meeting with the characters and...seeing them get captured. Sarah's eyes were now staring at nothing but the white blanket on her lap.

"Hey, Sarah. Look at me." The boy said, gripping her right shoulder a little bit harder. Sarah didn't want to look because she can't remember. But there's something familiar about him. With a bit of doubt and hope all jumbled up in one, Sarah looked into round aqua blue eyes. Those eyes look familiar. She thought to herself. "It's me. It's Adrian." The boy tells her. Adrian...Wait a second.  Her memory is coming back.

*****

A year ago...

"Hey, Sarah. What are you watching?" Adrian asked as he walked pass the living room to the staircase. "Trollhunters." Sarah responded. Her eyes are fixed onto the screen. The sounds of characters chatting and sword blades crossing are heard clear as day. "Let me see." Adrian, looking a little impressed with the action and sound effects of the story Sarah' watching, decides to sit next to her.

"Uh, uh. Shoes, Adrian." Sarah's mother, Ms. Andrew reminded him as he was about to step onto a smooth black and red spotted rug laying in the middle of the room. "Oh, right. Sorry." He apologises as he takes off his shoes. Ms. Andrew just shakes her head, wondering about how many times does she have to remind him about it. Sarah gave him some space to sit on the black leather sofa. He tilts his head slightly to see the video.

"What's the story about?" He asks. Sarah, now with a smile on her face, replies in excitement that finally she was able to catch his attention,"The story is about a guy named Jim who then becomes the first ever human trollhunter. So, it tells the story of how his journey of becoming the ultimate champion of trollhunters." Adrian was a little dumbfounded. "So, you got attracted because of the guy, again?"

He knows Sarah's habit of getting attracted to stories because of the main character being a guy and not a girl. Sarah, surprised and offended replied,"What? No. You know, I always get attracted because of a guy's actions that is meaningful and very well helping me become a better person in this world." "Maybe. If you could keep your focus on reality instead of that thing." Her mother cut in their conversation as she hears Sarah's response.

"Mom...you know, I can still be aware of my surroundings even when I'm like this." Sarah replied. Back then, her mother and herself didn't have that much of a connection. Adrian then replied with a nod,"Oh, okay." Sarah paused the video and then told him something that surprised him and her mother. "Besides, he reminds me of you."

"What do you mean?" Adrian asks with curiousity. Curious as to how her mind thinks about a story. "The appearance is not only looking like you, he cares for his mother as well as his friends. Even if the difference is that he's the only child, I'm sure if he had a sibling he would take care of her pretty well." Sarah looked into Adrian's eyes. "Just like you taking care of me and mom. You are my brother after all. If you became a trollhunter, I would definitely play around with your amulet most of the day." Sarah chuckles.

Adrian smiles at her. She's right. She's still aware of her surroundings even if she was so focused about a story. "Now you're being sappy. I would never be able to become a good trollhunter. I mean, I don't know anything about it. I'm sure if any of us were to become a trollhunter, you would be the selected one." Adrian then raises Sarah left hand,"The champion of trollhunters, Sarah Andrew."

Sarah laughing but astounded responded,"Maybe you're right. But a trollhunter should be able to fight like a guy. Not me." "Oh, come on. You're a lot better at knowing the theory and memorizing the rules of being a trollhunter rather than me. I'm sure you already did remember the rules of being a trollhunter as well as the mantra, right?" Adrian responded, knowing that his sister would know.

Sarah, giving a little smile then stood up and starts grabbing the tv remote and holding it like a sword. "The trollhunter lives and dies by 3 rules. Rule 1, always be afraid. Rule 2, always finish the fight. And rule 3, when in doubt, kick the enemy in the gronknucks. For the glory of Merlin, Daylight is mine to command." Adrian laughs at her action but is proud of her sister having an ability like no other human.

*****

Adrian...my brother...

"Adrian? Is that really you?" Sarah asks with tears in her eyes. Adrian nods with fear and worriesome towards his sister. She has never been like this before. Sarah then immediately hugs her brother, crying. "Adrian..." she says with a sorrowful voice. Adrian, surprised by the sudden hug, repay back the favor and whispered to her. "You have to tell me what's going on, okay?" Sarah just nods and the crying continues.

I won't forget my brother. I won't forget...he's  my brother. I love him...I won't forget...

This repeated in her mind over and over again as her memory came flooding back into her mind.