Chapter 1: Dreams.
He was floating in a very dark space. He felt the cold hand, the one that he had helped so often in the past; before the world had become too complicated He rested in its grip for a moment, feeling it familiarness, letting it comfort him. Then, he looked up, into the cold, unforgiving, unblinking eyes of Death himself. Then, the scene changed. He lay in a cabin, the very same cabin he had watched himself "live" in for years now. Only something was different about this place. It felt more comfortable, more welcoming... Suddenly, a booming voice called out to him."Hello, my son. It has been a long time since we have seen you."Sean looked in the direction of the voice, to see to dogs, male and female, lying beside the fire. One, his father, looked exactly like him, except for the pattern on the chest. The other one was a large dog of the same type, only she was a reddish orange color. "Mom? Dad?"Sean asked tentatively. "Yes, son. You have met us once more, for you are on the verge of rejoining us. But it is not yet time. One day, maybe...But not now. For now, awaken. The world needs you once more. Without you, then..." And with that, the room around Sean vanished, and he tumbled back to Earth, to his body, reentering it with a thud.
He woke up in cold sweat. He checked to make sure that everything was real. Did I just dream? Whats happening to me? I've never dreamt before!
He lay still for a few more moments, then stood and began his normal routine, when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
"Brenna?"He called out several times, never getting a reply. That's when he remembered why...
Suddenly, he knew what he had to do."I guess it's time I visited my old master a visit." he said. He reached under his bed and pulled out a box. Upon opening it, he took out a black silk robe, with a hood, of course. Been awhile since I used this old thing...
