Authors Note: I don't know if I'll continue this or leave it as a oneshot. What do you think?
Feelings:
"No…Perry"
The images flashed through my mind as if it were happening right in front of me. I could see from three points of views.
There was mine; I watched the waves crash into the rocks and over the platypus' head. I was standing on a rock not too far away. I watched the platypus fall to the icy water below. His small form was swallowed whole by the raging waves. He couldn't breathe, I knew he couldn't breathe. I felt it. For some reason I felt him, felt his pain. I couldn't move, it was like I was glued to that spot. Forced to watch, and forced to feel it; everything he's going through. The rain poured down on me and soaked my lab coat. My brown hair drooped on my head, drenched from the rain. The rain stung as it mixed with the tears quickly filling up in my eyes.
Perry's point of view; He thrashed in the water trying to push himself back to surface, only for a wave to come crashing over his head. The water was ice cold and freezing, ice crystals floated in the water. The ice got into his mouth and stabbed at his throat, he tried to cough; to get the water out but it was impossible. He was fully submerged in the water, blood from his mouth mixed with the water when he coughed.
Then…there was someone else's point of view. I couldn't see their face, I could just see through their eyes. I don't know why but when I saw out of their eyes I felt proud. Proud of what was happening before me, almost like I was happy for my accomplishment; proud of doing this to both me and Perry. The feeling made me sick and I instantly pulled away from their thoughts and back to my own.
The water continued to rage on, pulling him farther from land. The rain mixed with the waves making it hard to see. Darkness was all around me, all around us. I stood there, helpless and frightened for the platypus' life. Even though my nemesis was the one in peril I couldn't shake the feeling that we were both in terrible danger and the third person here was smiling. I couldn't see their face but I felt it. I tried to turn or crane my neck around to see them but I couldn't, it was almost like the person forced my head to look forwards and into the water. I couldn't save him. I wanted to scream, scream to Perry that I was sorry; sorry I couldn't help him. I just wanted to scream in general but I could make no noise come out and tears streamed down my face as I watched the platypus fight harder. He fought hard against the waves but he couldn't, he wasn't strong enough.
His fearful brown eyes locked with my sad turquoise ones. The message was as clear as the water itself.
Help me.
I can't.
Please…
I'm sorry.
I can't breathe.
My heart's breaking.
My lungs are collapsing.
Perry.
Doofenshmirtz.
And just like that, everything stopped. His tiny body was now still in the calm water. I could move again and the first thing I did was turn back to the third person, they no longer had control over me. As soon as I turned back everything started to disappear, the rocks, the water, it all disappeared into nothingness.
My eyes shot open and I sat up in my bed. I was breathing heavily and my eyes darted around the room. I glanced at the clock.
11:00AM.
I got out of bed and headed to the bathroom. I went to the sink and splashed my face with cold water. I looked in the mirror.
Why did I keep having this dream? And what did it mean? I didn't know but I did know one thing, my daily confrontation with my nemesis was going to be awkward. Again.
I just hope Perry doesn't get too suspicious. I mean there's nothing wrong with me and these dreams have to stop sometime right?
I could only hope.