I stood in a grassy field, the wind making the grass graze my legs. The sky was a mixture of orange and gray. Silence except for the soft wind.
"Xatchell!" I turned to see...
"Mom... Dad....?!" I yell, starting to run towards them, but they got farther. The wind turning violent and pushing me back. I pushed against the wind, my heels digging into the ground. The sky turned black as twisters touched down around the field. Rain drenched me as I ran faster. Lightning flashed and thunder boomed, an arc blasting the ground in front of me, catching the grass on fire. I didn't stop, I needed to see them! I jumped through the wall of flames, the hair on my arms and legs burned away.
"MOM! DAD!" I screamed, like I did the night of their deaths when I held the dirty teddy bear to my chest. I felt like I did that day. Helpless. Weak. Angry. Sad. Empty...
I skidded to a stop as a giant chasm opened up, swallowing the ground. I looked up into my mother's face. On the other side there was clear skies. I stepped back, ready to jump.
"XATCHELL!" She screamed and pointed to a tornado behind me. I jumped over and grabbed her hand, the winds pulling me away.
"I won't lose you again!" I yelled over the roaring winds and booming thunder. She smiled. A forced smile, because she had to be strong. My hand was slipping from the rain and the wind pulling me.
"Good-bye my son..." She almost whispered.
"No... no...! NO!" I screamed as my hand slipped from hers and I watched in horror as the ground fell from beneath them and I was launched into the storm.
"MOM!" I screamed and sat up, looking around my bunker. My palms were bleeding from my nails digging into them.
The nightmares get worse...
I sigh and wrap my blood red scarf around my face, tighten my military boots, slip on my vest, and sheathe my swords and revolvers.
I climb the ladder and squint, the bright sun blinding me momentarily as I climb out, slamming the hatch.
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Science FictionZephlarians. Picture a body builder with a reptile face, tail, claws, and skin. Now add in the senses of the top predators and that is kind of like the Zephies. After they showed up and watched our every move, like an eagle eyes a rodent, it was cha...
