Weee!!A story.I'm kinda sorta starting a new one but I haven't abandoned my other

two.Please PLEASE no flames!Constructive criticism is great but not flames!!!!

And ssbm is not mine.Sadly.

Now onto the story!

^_^

They were dying.

All around her they were collapsing,some already dead.One of them came up to her,

holding the side of his head.Horrified,she recognized Link,hand against his cheek

and smiling strangely.His hand was completely soaked in blood.

Slowly he began to remove it...

Zelda's eyes shot open and she sat up quickly in bed,feeling her heart pound

against her chest.It had only been a dream.

She brought her knees up to her chest and silently waited for her breathing to

return to normal.She sighed,bringing her hand up to her face and satisfying

herself that there was no blood or sores.

Link.

She let her legs drop to the ground slowly and then stood up,stepping lightly to

the door before opening it.

She made her way down the hallway towards Link's room.Once there she opened the

door slowly,only a crack,to check on Link.He was sleeping,peacefully,though

somewhat twisted in the sheets.She gave a relieved sigh,watching for only a

minute before turning back and making her way to the living area.

Inside she could see someone standing by the window,which was open.The sheers

rustled slightly with the wind every now and then but even with them mostly

covering him,she knew it was Mewtwo.He was standing in the dark,staring up at

the sky.Feeling somewhat curious she moved towards him.

(youre up late)

His voice sounded soft,somewhat lulling,and she instantly felt sleepy again.She

had never actually heard Mewtwo speak and had not thought much on the subject.

"So...are you."

Mewtwo did not move.

(i could not sleep)

"I can't either."

(you can.you just dont want to)

She was taken back by his statement and did not reply for sometime.The silence

remained undisturbed.

Finally she answered,"I had a bad dream.."

Why was she telling him this?She didn't know Mewtwo.She had never really paid

much attention to him,sometimes even forgetting he was there.But right now he was

the only one here and she felt like she needed to tell someone.

(the nightmare.)

She snapped back into the present,staring at Mewtwo still and asked,"What?"

He was facing her now and she could see that his eyes were only half open;he was

obviously tired.

(the nightmare.it will not visit you tonight again.you may sleep unafraid...)

He turned sadly,gave a small sigh and wrapped his arms around himself,gazing up

at the blank sky.

Silence reigned,and eventually she grew sleepy once more.Walking back to the

hallway she took one last glance back at Mewtwo.He was still standing in the same

place,unmoving,and she turned back to the hall,leaving him in the darkness with

the window open.

Even as she settled back into her bed,it didn't occur to her to be curious as to

why Mewtwo could not sleep.

But these are not the things one thinks of when they drift off to sleep.

And gradually sleep claimed her again.

::hiding behind a cardboard cut out::Did it suck?Are they all OOC?(i really hope

not...)I actually tried to keep them in character-ish thingies....o.o

please r+r?

ch.2 coming soon....