Nightmare
"Hey, Mana, is it true that we are going to board that ship?" a silver-haired boy shouted to his adoptive father while pointing at the cruise in front of them.
Mana just smiled sadly at him. Somehow, the silver-haired boy had a feeling something really, really bad is going to happen. Deciding to ignore his premonition, the silver-haired boy ran towards the cruise to get a closer look at the cruise.
"Look, Mana! It's so pretty!" he turned around, expecting to see his father there.
As soon as he turned around, the crowd disappear. Everything faded away into thin air. All, except the ocean. The boy felt his breath hitched. What happened? Where's Mana? He turned back to the cruise, but all he could see was the ocean. He looked down and saw the land he stood was nothing but a small piece of land. With that size of the land, he could only stand there. Anymore movement and he'll fall into he ocean. He was afraid. What was happening to him? He was with Mana, and the next second, he was all alone in God-knows-where.
"...Mana?" he whispered softly.
Silence.
"Mana? Where are you, Mana?" he tried again. This time, shouting as loud as he could.
"...Allen"
Said boy turned around as he heard his name. He was then greeted by a horrifying scene.
The once blue ocean, was no longer blue. It turned into crimson red. It sickly resemble the color of human blood. Heck, it even smell like blood!
"...Allen" that voice again. Allen looked around but he saw nothing.
Wait. Pause. Rewind.
Something was floating on the ocean.
What could it be? Allen squinted his eyes to see what was that "something" he saw.
A terrible mistake.
A scream could be heard seconds later. Allen broken down and fell down as his leg failed to support his weight. He could not accept what he just see. No... This is not happening to me.
At the same time, the dead body of Kanda Yuu and Mana Walker could be seen floating on the ocean not far away from Allen.
This is all an illusion! Must be it! I'll call Kanda amd Mana now. Yep, they will answer my call!
Allen quickly dialed Kanda's number using his cellphone and pressed the "call" button.
Beep beep.
Beep beep.
Beep. beep.
RING!
Allen's eye widen as he heard that ringing sound. No way...He slowly turned his head toward the source of the sound and saw the dead body of Kanda holding a cellphone that was ringing. No, please, no. He begged inwardly.
Sorry, the number you've dialed-
He ended the call.
He quickly dialed Mana's number.
Oh, how God hate him.
The same thing happened.
Why?
Why must all his love ones die?
Because you don't deserve them.
Allen quickly covered his ears. "No more..." Tears flowed out from his eyes.
They die because you were too close to them.
"Stop this..."he mumbled sadly.
It is all your fault that they die.
Allen woke up. He breathed heavily, trying to calm himself down.
What...was that?
He brought his legs near his face and rested his head in between his legs.
He cried.
"Was the dream trying to tell me not to get near Kanda?" he asked himself.
He was planning to confessed his feelings after he woke up. It was not an easy decision. He convinced himself so many times and finally decided to confess to his crush on the next morning. He really hoped that his crush will return his feelings and they will be happy together.
But after this nightmare, he changed his mind.
If he will bring harm to Kanda after confessing, he might as well not confessed. Who knows, it might be one-sided.
He started to wonder if he was a cursed child. His real parents abandon him when he was just an infant. He grew up in an orphanage. No one like him. He never know why. Until the day the children chase him out of the orphanage. It was then he learned about he disgusted everyone was with his left arm. His life was harsh since then. Later on, he met Mana, a good man who took care of him like his own son. Those time when he was with Mana was the happiest time in his lifetime.
But happy times ended so fast. Too fast, in his opinion.
Mana died in a car crash when he was 8. And then, he was stucked with his current guardian, Cross Marian.
His current guardian was...not the best example of human kind. But he was thankful to that fact. At least, he won't love Cross like how he loved Mana. At least, Cross won't die because of him one day. And for that, he was really thankful. Even though Cross treated him like shit, he was grateful that the man took him in.
He smiled bitterly as he stared at the rising sun.
"...It's time to get up, huh?" he told himself as he slowly got up from the bed and headed toward the washroom.
TBC (?)
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Okay! Done! This story is erm... somehow related to my dream. I once dreamed the same dream Allen had in this story, and I was like, "What the heck?". I admit, it was pretty scary...(Duh, of course it is! Witness the death of your love ones are the worst!) erm...should I continue this story? or just leave it like this? R&R please~! Do tel me if you want me to continue this~!