𓍊𓋼𓍊𓋼𓍊˚ʷⁱˡᵈ ᵒⁿᵉ‗ ❍ ⁱⁿᵒˢᵘᵏᵉ ˣ ᶠ.ʳᵉᵃᵈᵉʳ [ ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ ]

₊˚✧ 23

"(Y/N)...(Y/N)" A soft voice calls, and she stirs in her sleep. Her e/c eyes creek open as she looks up at the figure looming over her futon. A young girl with h/c hair down to her collarbones stood with a smile on her face. She must have been 7 years old, and she looked familiar.

"Y...Yui?"  She mumbles as she sits up on her futon, her head still groggy from her slumber. The girl giggles as she holds her hand out, which (Y/N) happily accepts.

"Mother was calling you, but you were still asleep" Yui giggles as she pulls her big sister towards the bedroom door. (Y/N) was still way too tired to fight back so she just let it happen. She was back in her childhood home- and this made her feel warm inside. The house was a lot smaller than she remembered, but she was just happy to be back- it had been years. As her younger sister pulls her towards the kitchen area, she spots Ren stood awkwardly. She was almost 10 now but she looked so much older- she was tall for her age.

"Good morning, Ren" (Y/N) smiles as they pass her, and she looks down shyly at the wooden ground. Ren had never been one for conversation so she wasn't too offended. As they round the small corridor, their mother comes into view. She was kneeling on the floor with a kimono in her small hands, stitching away at the tear in it. She looks up as she hears the two walk into the room, and she smiles.

"I was wondering where you were, Yui" She says softly as she ties the thread together to prevent the cloth from splitting further. According to everyone they met, (Y/N) was the spitting image of her mother. The same silky h/c hair, the same bright e/c eyes, the same sense of humour- and she always felt complimented by this. Her mother was an amazing woman. Yui grins as she jumps up and down slightly- she had finally let go of her older sisters hand. Her mother stands up from her small mat, and she looks at (Y/N) with slightly narrowed eyes. Pointing her finger towards her older daughter, she tilts her head slightly.

"What do you think you're doing here, (N/N)?" She asks with confusion laced in her voice- which only made (Y/N) even more cautious. What on earth did she mean? She takes a few steps towards her mother as she wraps her white robe around her frame.

"What do you mean?" She mumbles, and her mother smiles sadly. (Y/M/N) closes the gap between the two and she places her hands on her daughters face. She looked so lost, and this made (Y/N)'s stomach sink slightly. Her hair fell from her head scarf as she looked into her daughters eyes.

"You should be helping your friends, my dear" She explains softly, and (Y/N) tilts her head ever so slightly. Helping her friends? She was injured, and believed that she'd only slow the mission down. Looking down at her leg she realizes the bandages are gone, and she was able to bend them freely. 

'What on earth?' She thinks to herself as she moves her legs in different position. This was just a dream...she'd wake up still stuck with a cane to assist her movements. (Y/M/N) pulls her into a tight hug, and she leans towards her ear.

"Save them" She whispers, and before (Y/N) can question it she feels herself falling backwards.

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Her heart beats frantically as she awakens, back in the bed in the Butterfly Estate. 

"Holy shit" She whispers to herself and she quickly pulls back her cotton covers. The dream was true. Her injuries...were gone. She no longer had bandages covering up to her thighs, and her wrist was no longer swollen. What had happened in her dream? All she remembered was seeing her mother...and her sisters.

'Save them' She thinks, and the phrase echoes in her head. Something about the phrase causes her chest to tighten and she wastes no time jumping out of her bed. The moon was still up high in the sky, so she had time to catch up with the boys.