Silver Lining: The Haunted

Ch 33 - Imposter

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They surrounded me...What ever these beings were. They were small and only had fur on their heads. Otherwise they were pale and looked fragile. The smallest out of the four things stared directly at me, it's crystal blue eyes burning my own. The reaction was instant, the tingle down my spine and the anger flooding my veins. These were the things I was warned about growing up. I remember the pack lessons with the other youngsters like myself when I was small.

Don't go near them, they are dangerous with their pointy flying sticks and shape blades. They kill whatever they deem as a threat which is basically everything that moves so it seems. These creature were strange with their little wooden boxes and stars on a stick and the weird material they cover themselves in. It's probably because they are silly and lack fur that keeps my kind warm on cold nights. Mother used to call them the pale ones.

The blue eyes pulled me out of my thoughts and a growl resonated from within me. I could feel my fur raise on end and my back arch ever so slightly from where I was crouched. Taking in my surroundings I can't tell where I am. Where was the pack and mother? The fear was immediately gone when another pair of blue eyes filled my vision. This time they were a deep ocean blue that had drawn me in instantly. Why do they look so familiar and....... safe? The anger vanished as well. Normally these creatures bring out an irrational rage from my kind when they look directly into our eyes, well most of us anyways and it's usually the older ones who get angry. I can't tell you why it happens, it just does. However this ocean eyed one had the exact opposite affect.

"Drake?" The ocean eyed one asks. I don't understand their language that well but it sounds like a name? Why does it feel so familiar. There is suddenly another presence at the back of my mind. It seems scared and wants to go towards the voice of the ocean eyes but I push it down. I also notice another faint presence but instead of a kind one, it radiates pure darkness, evil, and hate. It scares me enough that my focus is interrupted. The scared and mean one both race to the forefront of my mind but we are both quickly shoved away by the evil one and everything goes dark.

-Colin-

I know the look in his eyes. I've seen it before in my own all those years ago. The fight between my own conscience and the demons. I refuse to speak his name. But there is something different about drake. It's like there is another conscience that is neither demon or Drake. Could it be the enderman I merged with when this all begun?

Before I can do or say anything, sharp and blinding pain clamps down on my head and a loud ringing thrill pierces my ears. Everything goes bright and it almost hurts to look because of how bright white everything is. I barely feel my body dropping to the ground and the frantic movements of the other behind me. Least if all I barely register drake getting up and dragging me backwards with my sword to my throat. Please let this be a nightmare I think. The world around me no longer exists and my mind goes blank as the pain finally consumes me.