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Chapter One: The Dream
Usay's POV
You know how in dreams, everything is fuzzy and, like, you can't feel things correctly? Well, I had that feeling right then, I wanted to leave, you know, wake up. But I couldn't. I was standing on the edge of a huge clock tower. I'm not afraid of heights or anything, its just that what was below scared me. It was nothing but darkness. I couldn't think about anything else but the darkness. There was some kind of clawing and scraping at the bottom of the tower. With horror, I realized that the darkness was alive and was coming towards me.
I let out a piercing scream and bolted up from my bed. Sweat was trickling from my face and caused my thin sheet to cling to my legs. I could hear my heartbeat ringing in my ears. I curled up, hugging myself. Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I clutched the blanket tighter. I didn't even know why the dream scared me so badly.
I looked at my barren walls. I wanted a window to look at the sky or something, but there was nothing. There wasn't much of anything on the walls. There were a few faded photographs, but they were so old I couldn't remember who was on them. I felt as if I should though.
An almost silent knock made me tense my body. A teenaged boy, about my age walked in. He had raven black hair and skin like a doll. He smiled gently and held up a small platter with some food and a strange looking glass. He spoke as if he knew me. "Usay, drink this, you'll feel much better." His voice was calm, I took the glass and placed it on my lips, it was gross but it made my head feel clearer.
The boy sat on the edge of my bed, taking things off the food platter and setting them in his own mouth. "Your father said that the new Enzyme mix in the shake should help fix your short-term memory loss," The boy said in between bites.
Memory loss? Oh yeah, something bad had happened with my father's experiment, I was hurt... I shook my head. Sasuke laughed and handed me the plate, "I saw what he put in there, I'm surprised that you could even swallow that." I grabbed at the food and started shoveling the food into my wanting mouth. I felt as if I couldn't get enough food and the platter was empty before I knew it.
"I'll go get more, if you're still hungry..." Sasuke said standing up.
"Wait!" I said suddenly, "Don't leave, I don't want to be alone..." Sasuke was silent as he looked me over. I have to admit that I must have looked pitiful, my short beach blonde hair all tasseled from the nightmare, my drooping shoulders, my tear streaked face... if I was a puppy, they might have put me down to end my suffering. Sasuke sat back down.
"You have that dream again?"
Sasuke's POV
Usay nodded sadly, her brown eyes threatening to spill over again. "You should talk to Kabuto, you have been having this dream for weeks now. There has to be some reason for it." I said frowning. She looked at me confused. "Don't worry, you have been having this dream for weeks," I said trying to get her to remember. Usay sniffed then pulled up her shoulder sleeve, "Has your offer for going to get more food expired yet?"
I smiled and left to go get more food. I walked down the hallways of our fresh hideout. We had to change our location because something was getting though our chakura boundary, something very different, Orochimaru-sama and Kabuto had yet to figure out what it was. Hell, how do we fight what we can't touch? But that didn't seem to worry me all that much. What worried me was Usay's dreams. They seemed to start happening right before the attacks. Were they connected and if they were, how?
I pondered all of this as I walked to the kitchen. I opened the large refrigerator, it held very little. I grabbed what little there was left, and walked back to Usay's room.
Usay sat there, eyes wide. Perplexed at her gaze, I sat the tray down at the foot of the bed and waved my hand in front of her face. She didn't even blink. Was she under some kind of genjutsu? Just as I was about to activate my Sharingan, her eyes looked at mine. "They're coming..." she whispered. "What?" I asked just as some alarms started to go off.