Breakaway (Edited Version)

Nightmares

Luna's POV

I woke up with a jump. Everything was dark and I almost feared that I was still watching it. But everything was calm and quiet.

The screams still echoed in my head as I shook off the nightmare.

I had it again, the nightmare of my mom's death. This time though, it seemed more vivid then my other nightmares, and I felt like I was there yet again.

I pulled my knees up to chest and rocked back and forth slowly to try and calm myself, but I could still see flashes of the nightmare even though my eyes are open. Why it would be haunting me right now, I wasn't sure. But it did.

After a while, when I was finally calmed down, I lied back down to sleep. But as soon as I closed my eyes, I saw the images of Matrix. She looked happy, safe, and healthy. The way I knew her.

Then, everything turned dark as she turned into the Matrix that I saw less then a week ago that was battered, beaten, and broken.

I got back up from my sleep, realizing that I can't go back to sleep. At least not tonight, when my memories haunt me.

For hours, I stare at the ceiling. Thoughts started to drift all around my head.

Like how much I am worried for Matrix. We tried to save her, but we failed. Mephiles somehow knew that we were coming. Tails said that they had spies already watching us, and that was why Kicker had attacked him so viciously.

That just makes our relationship so much harder now that I know what Kicker wants to do to him. He almost killed Tails. Killed him. If it wasn't for Sonic, he wouldn't have survived with just a few scratched.

And not today, but tomorrow is the day that will ruin my life again. Maybe that's why I can't sleep. The urges to go and... and steal the chaos emeralds we're so strong that it was making me sick. Before, I hardly had any feeling towards, well, those feelings, unless I had something to remind me. But now... they were all over my mind.

And all of this leads up to me, and all of it ends up being my fault. All of it. Either way you look at it, if I didn't leave, everything would of been different. So many lives wouldn't be at stake, there wouldn't be so much danger, everything would of been different... it would be better for everyone, but myself. The only thing that is better is that I'm not married to Kicker, and I'm not at the base.

And, since I've been with the Freedom Fighters, I've been happy. Happier then I've been in a long time. Even if everything is failing, I'm happy.

Was it worth it? For me to be happy for like, a few days? and make everyone's lives tough?

All of these things and more kept circling around in my head. Regret, sorrow, pain, and anger at myself were what I was feeling. How could my night get any worst?

Then it got worst as I felt a cool chill come from somewhere, making a shiver run up my spine. It was summer, but it was still pretty cool -outside. I shivered and looked at the window, and saw that someone had left it opened a crack. Another cool breeze blew in and I sighed as I got up and shut it.

When I turned around to go back to bed, I was greeted by a set of arms. I became confused. Why would Star or Shadow be in here at this time of the night giving me a hug?

I looked up, and nearly had a heart attack.

It wasn't either of them. It was Kicker.

I growled and pushed him and tried to get away. He smirked and pushed me up against a wall, putting a hand in front of my mouth.

I was still struggling as he whispered, "Ello Luna."

I tried to yell at him, but nothing but quiet mumbles came out from my mouth since he had his hand in front of it. Instead, I glared at him.