Keeping the promise (BellxArtemis)

Chapter 20

Bell had laid back down on the bench, staring up his mind pondering his current predicament.

'Maybe I should speak to Welf or Lili about this.' He pondered the thought they were his friends, and they had been through so much.

"No, it's not their problem to bear I'm sure they'd have other thing going on."

'I suppose Hestia was right, it was wrong of me. I barely know her and I may have caused trouble for her.'

While he pondered on his goddess words, he decided to have a quick nap he had gotten up early, and he knew he'd need the rest.

'I'm sure she'll wake me when she needs me.'

Bell closed his eyes, moved to get comfortable and let himself drift off.

He could feel the darkness take him sounds turned to silence; the cold faded into nothing his mind was the only thing at work.

It was strange for him normally he'd drift off, and that be it he'd wake up the next morning none the wiser. But this was different.

"Am I dreaming right now or is my brain playing tricks on me?"

He assumed he could hear his thoughts, but in reality, he was speaking them. Almost as if he was there with nobody.

"Well, as far as dreams go this has got to be the weirdest one yet."

"Hmmmmm"

'What was that.'

Bell listened a sound echoed through the emptiness. Maybe a sound wasn't right, a voice perhaps.

He moved towards the direction it was coming from, which was hard he couldn't see or feel only listen.

He trusted that he was getting closer until finally an image formed from the darkness a white light that slowly pushed its way through.

Bell looked up in surprise while the light beamed out from the source it didn't illuminate the area instead the light turned and spun back on its self as it formed a sphere-like object.

'What the hell is going on?'

He watched the light give shape to itself before eventually morphing into a familiar moon.

Bell gazed up, or at least he thought he was, it was strange he had regained his sight and hearing, but it felt wrong.

"Promise."

The voice became much clearer, pushing its way through. It was muffled and distorted, but he could hear the words all the same. 'Promise me.'

Unknowingly a single drop of water hit darkness below and like the light before it pushed itself out, forming a large puddle below and the light from above shined on its surface and reflected its image.

The water stood still like a mirror. It reflected the image perfectly—untouched beauty like none other.

"Will you join me?"

The water began to ripple and distorted the perfect image. Once untouchable beauty now disappeared into the ripples of water.

Bell looked at the sight watching the ripples move back and forth he watched as one moved past the other as they danced around.

His attention soon returned and became fixed on the moon. He didn't know when it happened, but it did. It's pure white surface turned a crimson red, and it bled into its light. Slowly the rays turned red, and the lake below was now still once again. However, its colour changed like the moon above; it's was the same crimson red, and no reflection could be seen in it's surface.