Pebbles rolled under my boots making me lose my footing for a second, I remember this happening before but I think I've lost count on how many times I might have slipped up. I remember being really clumsy as a trainee or at least before they tested us on our balance. It was so hard the first time I had to do basic position control training, I must have hit my head at least twice. Not everyone is a natural, basic position control training is most likely the easiest way to weed those who have no potential out of the group. Maybe I was just no good at it at first because I wasn't being serous about it? But I think it was more that I didn't have a drive. I followed the crowd, so many kids want to become trainees right away once they're old enough so, I figured I might as well too. However, someone gave me the drive I needed but more importantly they gave me their friendship. Her name was Cardea Bellona or as I liked to call her "Bree" due to her comical addiction to honey.
I caught myself before gravity could make a fool of me but for some reason everything around me felt very surreal. I didn't know why I felt like this, I was just outside the trainee mess hall I'd walked there lots of times but….was I even suppose to be here? I don't think so?
I suddenly felt confused but at the same time I also felt that I needed to be some where else, like a silent mission was being given to me and no matter how hard I tried to listen I could not make it out. The sky that had been a cheerful blue slowly faded into a darker and more sinister red. Then everything around me exploded.
The ground crumbled into nothing more then small fragments of dirt and stone, it was like the earth had fallen in on it's self in every direction. I wanted to move but found that I could not, even when the last bit of earth gave way from under my feet I still could not move a single muscle. I was falling into darkness or maybe I might have been falling into a starless night sky, where ever I was falling it felt cold and deprived of any warmth. 'Why am I falling?' I thought as I tried to reach out in front of me. A desperate attempt to grab ahold of something unseen?
I felt scared, scared of where I might land, though I did not know why. Small glimmers of silver started to peek out from the dark growing closer and closer at what seemed like an unnatural speed but at the same time it felt like they took ages to reach me.
What I though might have been silver lights began to cluster together the closer they got to me until they took the shape of wires. Thousands and thousands of wires all around, above, bellow, everywhere I looked all I saw was wires standing out from the blood red sky. If I had not been afraid before I certainly was now. It was unexplainable, these wires looked like the ones you would find on Three Dimensional Gear, yet I was scared of them. I want whatever was happening to me to stop, to leave, to simply go away but it did not. Even though it was not in my nature I wanted to scream to cry, I wanted someone to save me. Just when the wires seemed close enough to cut me into a million pieces a hand ripped though them all. The feminine hand reached forward despite the wires and grabbed me, pulling me up toward them and into even more darkness.
And that was when I got a rude awakening by jumping up in my bed and hitting my head on the top bunk of another sleeping member of the Scouting Legion.