Nightmares
Summary: Chloe's nightmares told through her point of view. This takes place after the main story but before the events of Chloe's CQ.
No…No! Not this again! Why must I endure this torturous memory once more!? I am reminded of that night with every swing of my sword, do I really need to see it in my sleep as well, here where I can't avert my eyes or escape seeing it for another day…
I can see it all…
My young self was sitting in the back of the caravan, shielding myself from the rain; it started out like a regular night, until he came along. Yes that is when the horror of that night or rather the destruction of everything I once knew, began.
I heard a man's voice outside, it was muffled by rain but I figured that he wanted money because there was a threat in his tone of voice and since there were many cases of men like him with my parents. Usually my father would scare them off which he had tried to do that night…
I can't quite recall what happens afterward… my dream becomes a series of blurred images and I think that maybe the nightmare will end soon. But as usual, I am wrong. As the grey area in my memory is passed, the haze lifts and I am forced to relive one of the most painful moments in my life.
The scene consists of my twelve year old self, hunched over her mother's lifeless body, begging her to wake up; I had already checked on my father...he didn't respond. I looked up upon hearing the footsteps of the murderer, who was holding a bloody sword. If it weren't only a dream, I would have sworn that I could feel the rage bubbling up in side me. He was coming closer to me; I took a few steps back, terrified, yelling at him to stop, to stay away from me. He started speaking but I had been too scared and too much in disbelief of the entire situation to make sense of the words. After he had spoken he picked up my father's sword.
The memory is so clear...the rain washing away the blood on his sword...the overturned caravan...the ominous scent of death that hung in the air...
At the end of this recurring nightmare, instead of walking away as he had done in reality, the masked man walked toward the fear-stricken girl that I was, sword upraised…
And then I would wake up screaming.
Even in my dreams, he plagues me…
Even when it's raining I see him…
Everywhere I go I am haunted, for I harbor hatred in my heart; hatred for the one who took everything from me, the one who ruined my life and stole my happiness...
I can no longer bear it! I will find him! I will kill him, I will fulfill what I came to the Legacy for!
I know he's here. The Terror, Stingle. The only Terror still alive. I had him at the end of my blade once, and yet he managed to escape me; I will not allow that to happen again.
The next time we meet will mean his death. It is the only way I will ever be able to call myself a knight. It is the only way to redeem my family's honor, the only way my parents can rest in peace.
It is the only way this nightmare will end.
A/N: I do hope that I kept Chloe in character. Anyway, please review.