Dream Catcher
While in The World That Never Was, he met her. The one that will forever haunt his dreams because of her sacrifice. Now he searches for what is left to bring back what used to be.
I suppose I could say my dreams had always been peaceful ones. Why have they decided to suddenly turn into horrible nightmares? Blood stained on my blade and it also trickles down the long black coat that I used to wear. The blood on my coats was from the enemy that had thrust his sword at me first, but the blood trickling down and off my hands is not his. It is hers. Who was she? She seemed to know the boy to whom I had fought, but her face was not revealed to me. All I saw was a single silver tear run down her cheek as the other man's blade went straight through her. I remember the night all to well.
The night was cold and rainy, last I remember. I stood atop a building overlooking the somewhat shadowed street below me. The street lights were flickering on and off, trying to stay on the light the way even though no one passed through the alleys, but me. Finally, I saw the one I had waited for coming down the street in a coat just like mine. He gazed up at me from the street below. I couldn't see his eyes, but I could see his nose, chin, and mouth. He was mouthing something, but I couldn't hear him. That was when I pulled the black cloth away from my eyes and leapt off of the building. He and I exchanged blows as we both fell from the building after he ran towards me from the ground. That was when she leapt off after me. I had not known she was on the building with me, but had no time to question this as the other man's blow became more furious. I had only closed my eyes for a slight second after reaching the ground to see her in front of me. The man's blade had gone through her stomach and was only an inch away from mine. She turned her head and looked at me with a innocent smile. She also wore the came coat as me and the man, but as well, her face was hidden. Blood fell from her lips. I looked at me coat and her blood ran down the black fabric and hit the cement floor. I looked back up to hear,
You are safe after I had found you at last. Now, go and find your friends and forget what has now passed. Find them and fight the enemy and no long think of me. This was my choice to save you from death, but now it is up to you to finish the rest.
She faced the man and he smirked. She was able to grab his blade and eject it from her body with a forceful tug. That was when I ran the other direction and went to do as she stated. The last thing I heard from that alley was her scream. That scream has been a constant ringing in my ear that won't go away...no matter how hard I try.
Time has passed and I did was I was told, but now her memories haunt me and I can't forget what she did for me. I guess I will be stuck with her image in my head. She seemed to be with the man, but was against him in a way. She did the opposite of a nightmare, which is how I described the man. She was not a nightmare before...she was a dream catcher.