Yamato's Ghost

Chapter 11: Helpful Dreams

From what it looked like, I was actually in Yamato, but in the woods.

The same woods I had been at a few days before.

I remember I heard crying. The cries of a baby. 

I remember looking around frantically and finally calming down once I knew the direction the cries were coming from.

Once I started following the cries, the dream changed.

I was once again in that white void with my Father.

"So how's the ghost treating you?" Dad asked.

"She's getting increasingly annoying. Now she's making people wear her face." I said.

"Like a mask?" Dad asked.

"Kinda, but not exactly. What I mean is that she makes people wear her face but the person sounds like themselves and still has their features. They just wear her face, not her hair or anything else." I said.

"Oh, I think I get it now. So they just look like her in the face but still sound and look like themselves?" Dad asked.

"Yeah, basically." I said.

"Oh, man, you'd better help her out as soon as you can then." Dad said.

"I'm trying, but thanks to the dream I just had, I think I can help her." I said.

"What happened in the dream?"

"I heard the cries of a baby in the woods which I'm assuming is her baby." I said.

"Oh! Nice! So what happened? Did you find the baby?"

I shook my head.

"No, but I found the direction it was in."

A smirk crossed on Dad's face.

"Dad, don't make a pun." I said.

"I wasn't."

"Yes you were." I said.

"No I wasn't."

"Are you sure about that?"

"Okay, okay, I was. Wanna know what it was?" Dad asked.

"No, I don't think I do." I said.

Dad sighed.

"Okay, fine."

"You wanna fight or something?" I asked.

"Sure, I was wondering when you'd ask that." He said.

So we walked all the way to the other half of the room.

"Ready?" Dad asked.

"Ready!" I said.

"And...fight!" Dad said. He started running towards me with a fist pulled back. 

I let him get close to me, and when he threw the punch, I quickly ran behind him.

Without warning, I put my foot on Dad's back and pushed on it, making him fall down. When he got back up, I punched him.

"Nice job so far, son!" Dad said.

"Yeah, thanks!" I said.

Dad disappeared, but by now I knew those tricks.

I started running away. I turned around and noticed Dad had punched air.

"Over here, Dad!" I said.

Dad turned his head to look at me.

"Right. I almost forgot you have superspeed." I heard him say.