Perspective- Darkness the Hedgehog

1: Dreams of Death

I felt the rain drip down and dapple me. Thunder roared and heavy whistling from the wind pounded in my mind. I blinked. The smoky black fog blinded me, but I still noticed Iceberg in front of me, worried gaze meeting my deep blue eyes.

"Please…..no matter what happens, you'll never forget our promise…."

I felt the ground under us cracking.

"I will NEVER forget!" I screamed over the loud surrounding malignity sounds.

The dent in the ground widened. Terror filled Iceberg's eyes. The ledge he stood on shook and flew to the ground in the pit beneath us. Without warning, I yanked his hand.

"Thank you…" he stuttered before a bolt of lightning charged toward him. With quick reflexes, he sped behind me. The bolt landed only an inch in front of me.

"THERE IS NO ESCAPE!" a familiar voice boomed.

"What's up?" I yawned.

Pale brown eyes turned to me.

"You've never been like this, Iceberg. It was just a dream! Anyway, I won't let you die or anything."

"Am…am I going crazy?"

Shocked, I stared at my best friend in surprise.

"Why….er, I mean a dream can't…"

Heavy breathing pierced the silence.

"I better talk….someone…..anyone…"he panted.

"Talk to me and get some water. That's what I'd do!"

Iceberg nodded reluctantly and tripped on the way to the nearby lake. I know he's freaking out about these dreams. He's had them for a week now.

What seems strange to me is at first we were JUST best friends until I discovered he's my nephew, though he's physically older. I physically only eleven while he's twelve. One special talent I hone is the ability to not age …(unless I want to) so I've actually been eleven the day this planet came to existence. My mother was a Gaia, which means Earth Goddess in Greek, but was later murdered by my father, Black Doom. Technically, I'm the third child because of my two older brothers, Dark Gaia and Light Gaia (Iceberg's father). My older half brother, Shadow, used to be my best friend but ever since he's been with Rouge…

"I'm back…" Iceberg announced. His deep brown eyes reverted to crystal blue. One ability he is capable of is mind reading, but his eyes change color to the color of whoever's mind he is reading.

"Stop. My thoughts will just depress you even more," I warned.

Iceberg sighed and his blue eyes misted back to brown.

"So, about your dreams…..I think they're an omen…."

"AN OMEN I'M GONNA DIE?"

"No…..of course not. I've had dreams like that before I met you. I remember it was a year ago and they meant one of the largest wars is coming. Now."

"NOW?" Iceberg gasped.

"A revolutionary war."

"Heh…."Iceberg giggled awkwardly, "I….this is a joke….a mere joke."

"Seriously, I think sleep wouldn't hurt. You seem so tired…"

"Fine…."

"I HAVE WAITED LONG ENOUGH! The revolutionary war begins now!"

I awoke startled.

"We're having the same dreams, right?"

I nodded grimly.