It had been a while since I last seen her. She looked more like me now than ever.
"You can't run, Zoey!" I dashed through the trees, flinging branches out of my way.
She smiled at me and ran even faster. I soon caught up, by her side. I pushed her off. She fell off and hit the ground. I jumped down in front of her.
"I told you you can't run." I put my foot on her belly, pinning her down. "Why are you here?"
Zoey's face turned towards me. She only had a mouth and a nose, no eyes. "I came to show you something, dearest Taylor."
"What?" I shoved my foot farther into her belly. She kept smiling.
"A surprise. Just let me up. I promise it won't hurt you."
"I don't think so."
She shrugged. "Okay, then. I shall let myself up." She grabbed my leg and lifted it, then threw it on the ground, jumping up. "Let us go."
She ran again, and I followed. We ran for what seemed like hours. My hair still had a lavender streak in it, Zoey's an auburn streak. She jumped into the trees, her black skirt ruffling.
We soon got to a clearing. The wood animals started their nighttime sounds.
"Here it is." Zoey signaled to something on a rock.
I cautiously walked to the rock. A wooden crate stood on it, covered with gleaming silver chains that were connected by a single periwinkle lock. I passed my hand over it, feeling a presence.
"What kind of trick are you playing at?" I stared at the rock now.
"I play no trick. i found this and thought you should have a look, too." She smiled again. "It is beautiful, is it not?"
"Yeah, sure." I turned around. Night had fallen, and a fire was lit between me and my counterpart. "Did you light that?"
"Light the fire? Of course not."
I passed my hand over the rock. It was smooth except for certain areas. I looked and saw writing engraved on the smooth surface.
"Are you done now, Taylor?" I heard a blade coming out of a sheath. I whipped around- Zoey had a long, slender katana. "Because we really have urgent business, you and I."
I gave her a look, my heart pounding. She slowly walked towards me, katana at her side.
"I knew you were gonna try to kill me. I'm your target, right?" I raised my hands in the air and clenched them. Lightning shot down into my hands, and my electric blue energy had become my weapon.
"Correct."
I grimaced. I ran at her, but stopped abruptly when I got a closer look at the blade in Zoey's hand. She smiled and held up the weapon.
"Ah, so you notice my fancy decoration?" She cackled as thunder rumbled.
Masks. Colored masks. At the end of the handle, an orange mask was partially covered by Zoey's hand. A bit farther up and a purple mask was there. At the top of the handle, a blue mask was tied with a red one.
Lightning flashed above us, and it started to rain. The fire got put out quickly. I had a thought of who's masks those were adorning Zoey's blade, but shook off the thought. Then lightning fell beside my enemy, showing that the blade was already stained with red.
"Why?" I whispered. My weapon had flickered out as I fell to the ground on my knees.
"They were in the way, always so close to you." Zoey frowned. "They had to be terminated."
"Why Raph, then? I thought you loved him."
"He was the first to go. Then Michaelangelo, then Donatello, and I finished with Leonardo. I wish you were there." She smiled at the memory. "The way he looked at me with fear, begging me to stop, looking at his dead kin."
The description was too much to bear. The images came clearly, as if though I was there. I dug my hands into the sodden mud, a fierce wind picking up.
"Oh, and then the recognition. Then the begging for me to kill him too, so he could be with his brothers, then saying no, he still had you." She laughed,and it echoed in my ears. "Oh, I enjoyed it so. But it had to end. So I stabbed him in the side, then he shouted your name as he died."
I couldn't take anymore, and laid in the mud. Zoey put a foot on my head. And raised her weapon.
"Good-bye, Taylor."
"NOO!" I sat up, sweating bullets. It seemed like it was the middle of the night. I looked at the clock in my new room. 1:00 a.m, it read. I wiped my face with my hands. A shadow rose from the floor.
"Are you okay?" Leo asked.
He sat on my bed, seeing I had covered my face with my hands. I fell onto his shoulder, and he turned slightly, pulling me into a hug.
"It's okay. It was just a dream." He stroked my hair. I looked up and saw him wrinkle his nose.
"I stink, don't I?"
He laughed softly and blushed as he bit his lip. "A bit. But it doesn't matter. Get some rest." He laid me back down and headed to the door.
"Why were you in my room?" I asked, staring at the ceiling.
He stopped and looked at me. "I was watching you sleep. I guess I dozed off."
"Come here."
He tentatively sat on my bed and laid down next to me. "What?"
"I can't sleep. Stay with me?"
Leo blushed. His eyes widened. "Um..."
"It's fine with me." I pulled in closer and snuggled up.
"Okay." Leo kissed the top of my head lightly. "You don't stink anymore. In fact, you smell like those flowers that give off a nice scent."
I smiled and tilted my head up. "Leo?"
"Yeah?" He looked down.
I kissed his cheek. "Thanks. A lot." I went to lower my head, but he grabbed it.
"Wait." He leaned in and kissed my lips. I stood there with my eyes wide open. We parted. "You're welcome."
And with that, I fell asleep.
