A sea filled breeze drifted along the empty island. Tan sandals dipped into the white sand as they carried over to the oceans tides that teased the shore. The feet stopped and a body came crashing down onto its bottom as it stared out into the calm ocean blue.
"It's so calm….."
Tired eyes flitted up to the sky, watching the stars twinkle and they frowned.
"I wonder which one is home…. Are there people who miss me there?" The body fell back into the sand, letting the tide soak their shorts.
"No… I suppose they won't."
Distant brown eyes closed and the body drifted off to sleep.
"Hey come on!"
"No no! Come on you can do it-no!" I cried before groaning and throwing the ds into my pillow. "God damn it!" This was my 15 attempt this week! Every time, I would try to beat that god awful pirate bird in the Neverland world but I just couldn't beat it. And this is what I get for playing on the hardest mode.
Xion's forms were far easier than that-that-that thing!
I huffed before turning off the game and lay down on my bed. Shifting my head I look over to my old digital clock. 9:23 p.m., mom and dad should be coming home soon, and sadly I- a 15 year old, have to be in bed at 9 p.m. Honestly I don't understand why. I get good grades, I make good decisions, and I only screw up a few times! Sometimes I feel like I just live here. Man I wish it was next week; I could be at dad's house playing on his computer. Or just staying up late to watch anime network since it was sadly the only way I could watch any anime while still having my mom as my primary care giver.
I groan before rolling out of bed and walk out of my room and into the kitchen of the apartment that I live in. I opened the white refrigerated door and took out a gallon of milk and a slice of baloney that rested safely in my mouth. Chewing on the suspicious meat I pull out a plastic cup and pour some milk before placing it back in the fridge. While taking my first sip I turn around to spit out and screamed at the top of my lungs.
Dripping from the ceiling, dark ooze dripped and sprawled out like an octopus' tentacles reaching and spreading out. Within the center a bulge formed and an appendage dripped out from the side and waved. I screamed again. In panic I threw my milk and ran to the counter and climbed up before hugging the cabinets. I stared petrified as the milk covered ooze creature slid closer until it stood directly in front of me. "Stop screaming there are people trying to sleep!" He shushed before covering my mouth with his hand. Continuing to panic I thrash and opened my mouth only to gag. Thick ooze dripped down my throat, slimily sticking to my throat as it attempt to seep down into my stomach. I wanted to vomit. "Hey no barfing! This is my good suit!" Like he had a suit, he was ooze! I couldn't take it anymore. I couldn't hold it in. my milk, my rice and beans from dinner, and that baloney I just ate spilled into his hand. He screeched and pulled back letting my stumble off the counter and groaning. "EW ew ew ew ew!" He screeched, shaking his hand trying to get the vomit out of the ooze that began to mix in with it. "So gross! I told you not to vomit!" He whined before lifting me up by the back of my shirt. "What do you have to say for yourself?!" You know those vomit burps you get? When you feel sick? Well one oh so casually belched into his face leaving him to drop me and hold his nose and mouth in agony. "Ew gross! Stop that!" He hissed before the ooze began to wrap around my queasy body. Oh I think I'm gonna be sick again…. "You need a timeout!" He barked before I felt myself sink downward. Wait wait what!? I began to panic and squirm around as my weak stomach was forgotten and fear took over.
"W-wait let me go! I'm sorry I didn't mean to you were just so disgusting!" I cried out terrified, not even knowing what's going on as I sank deeper and deeper.
From what could remotely be plausible I spotted a sly smile etch into his dripping face as he once again waved, but this time it was good bye.
"Either way you still have to go!~ See you later Jilli-bean!" He laughed as I sunk in completely into the thick ooze.
I felt like I was drowning. It poured into my mouth, filling up my empty stomach and clogging my lungs. I couldn't breathe. I tried but that only let more of the ooze in. I wanted to cry but my eyes remained shut, afraid that if I opened them something would happen to my eyes.
Eventually my body stopped struggling, I couldn't move even if I tried. It even felt as if my body was freezing up. Was I dying? Am I dead? What was even happening to me is the better question. Would anyone notice what happened? Would my mom even notice enough to care? I don't even know what's going on but I'm scared, I'm cold—maybe this was a dream? A very lucid dream, but still a dream. I must have imagined it all when I fell down—no then what about before I hit my head? Damn it I just want this to be over with. Whether I am dying or not just please somebody let this end or I'm going to vomit again!
Small tears seeped passed my tightly shut eyes before pouring out, and snot followed after. Suddenly I felt warmth embrace me. A warmth that reminded me of when my mom used to rock me to sleep as she held me in her arms. My eyes shot open without my consent and I could feel the ooze wash off my body as if I was taking a hot shower for the first time in months. My body hurtled to its side as I hacked and coughed, watching the black ooze splurt out onto the ground and fade away into a dark mist. I held my burning throat before sighing of relief. I pant as slowly lay back down on the cold hard ground and close my eyes. I'm alive, I'm not dead. Thank god, thank god. Suddenly my eyes snap open once again before my body springs up.
This wasn't the kitchen, no scratch that, this isn't even my apartment.
What surrounded me were long walls and tall ceiling, and dimly lit. The colors reminded me of autumn and the humid air made me a little sniffly. But most of all, this placed seemed…. Familiar.
Getting up onto my feet, I leaned against the wall to get better footing and steady my quaking knees. And here I thought you only get weak in the knees if you're nervous. I walked down the halls, stepping down a ledge and passing large and possibly breakable crates before heading further in the direction I was facing. Soon I reached a small little open area. It was spacious, but all around it was a small bed of water that was no higher than an inch. I sniffled and rubbed my nose against my arm as I stood in the center.
"Where have I seen this bef-ooooow!"
My body was hurtled forward and slammed against the ground without even a warning. I groaned and rolled to sit up and stare at what hurtled me forward only to screech. Huh I seem to be screaming a lot today.
Before me was what looked like to be a gigantic—flower? Its petals were pink, and the center had a demented face. It bobbed back in forth in a rhythmic fashion before opening its mouth. Panicking I scramble to my feet and stumbled out of the way to dodge whatever it is that it sent my way. Wait, was that a seed? Did it just launch a seed at me? Then, only then did I notice that symbol that was placed on its lower stem.
"Shit!"
I moved again to dodge it's attack once more before my thoughts finally came together. That monster flower, wasn't just a monster flower. It was a dire plant.
A heartless.
I must be dreaming, though usually I dream about the zombie apocalypse, there was no way this couldn't be a dream!
I yelp as a seed smacked into my shoulder. I let out a whimper as I held my shoulder before moving again.
Why are you running?
I stopped.
What the—
Don't ignore your surroundings idiot!
Yelping I move, just barely dodging the attack before listening again.
Honestly I can't believe that idiot. After we specifically told him not to…
"I'm going insane!" I cry out in tears as I dodge the plant again.
Be quiet you are not insane! Though you are incredibly stupid in coming to conclusions so easily.
"Hey!"
Just call out your weapon already. You'll need it if you want to stop dancing the never ending tango with that petty excuse of a little shop of horrors reject.
Was this voice crazy?!—Good god I sound crazy—But I don't fight! I'm nothing but belly fat and noodle arms! Those are not fighting material. Besides I don't carry weapons that just oh so casually come out of nowhere like a freaking keyblade—
Do it you fucking sissy.
"I am not a sissy!"
Then do it!
"Fine fine fine!" I grumbled loudly before dodging the plat once more before stopping and held out my hand. This was nuts, I'm nuts, this whole stupid incredibly lucid dream is nuts. I sigh as I imagine a blade. Not even a blade, just something to help me not die today. Anything…. Anything at all….
I peak my eyes open before screeching and running out of the way to dodge once more.
You're doing it all wrong!
"Don't tell me what to do, you're just a voice in my head, la la la la la la!" I yell loudly before covering my ears.
Keep trying…..
I pause before sighing. Damn it and my inability to say no and mean it. I close my eyes and grip my hands as if I were hold a hilt. Swallowing the lump in my throat I took in a deep breath before letting it out slowly.
Blade…. Imagine the blade. It's shape, how it would fight…. Imagine it and use it…
I could hear the dire plant charging up to send another seed at me and gulped. On instinct as soon as I heard It shoot I swing my arms and whacked it in the direction of the dire plant. I heard a thunk before a screech filtered into my ears. Eyes popping open I watch in awe as the heartless was stunned. I lowered my arms in surprised before realizing my hands were literally gripping onto a hilt. I look down and stared in shock. It was a keyblade. A keyblade! Why did I have a keyblade? I mean that's cool and all but I'm the worst person for the job! I'm not even athletically fit! I've only been dodging until now and I'm panting like a dog. And speaking of dodging…. I quickly move out of the range of the attack.
Well might as well make use of the keyblade right? I mean it would be a shame not to use it after all this trouble.