Cyan in Avalon

"Please help me."

At the echo of her words, the portal shot open.

Cyan felt the cold shock hit her wet face and blow her hair to the wall behind her, inching back as a strong stormy wind blew from the strange portal. She could feel rain droplets hit her face, and tiny, amazingly saturated green leaves shot through the water and into her room.

Then something poked through the center.

She jumped back, pinning herself to the wall behind her bed, and stared, dumbfounded at the hand, obviously a man's hand.

The hands cupped her cheeks, stopping as they brushed by Cyan's tears. Cyan blushed, and tried to pull away. They gripped her face, and Cyan froze as they wiped away the wet trails.

Flustered at all the attention, even if it was just a dream, she cried harder.

The hands had stopped.

Suddenly, the left hand gripped hers, squeezing so hard Cyan flinched. Both grasped, Cyan being jerked to the portal. She twisted around frantically, clutching her bed as the arms released her arm and grasped her legs.

She whimpered in fear as her legs were pulled through the portal.
And with one more tug, Cyan's hands slipped and she was dragged away into what she would find was: Avalon.

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She cried and cried, smacking her hand against her burning forehead, causing the heat to grow hotter.

Cyan grew angry at the thoughts that crossed her mind for she knew they spouted lies.

Poor thing, thought Zethan, watching her cry.

It gave him glee.

"Have you had enough, black rabbit?" He sneered. "Poor black rabbit...." He chuckled. "...she's blocked from remembering what would destroy her. Not even I could save you after that."

He smiled.

"Yes, poor black rabbit. If you can't handle this, I suppose I'll have to drag you through the rest. Because there is no way, no goddamn way that I'll rest until you've seen every terror, curse, and tragedy you've inflicted upon this beautiful world I call home."