Chapter 6: A Dream

Well, I'm tired again. That or I'm just consumed by the awkwardness here and my mind's looking for an excuse.

The Rebel left the kitchen and walked all the way to his room. The hallways were always shorter nowadays; either that or he was walking fast. When he opened the door, the Rebel closed the door and crashed on his coat. He still felt uncertain though, like something was lagging. So he tried thinking of things to sooth his mind. He then thought of Koopa, not exactly soothing but it was the only thing he thought of so he went with it. He thought of the first day he ever met Koopa which was in his office. He remembered almost everything, the room, the desk, the chair, the fact that Wario and all the other guys were there, and Koopa himself. Koopa looked extra special that day, with his groomed hair that had some red to it, his blue outfit that was sharper than pens, and his eyes that always seemed to be looking at you, actually everything about Koopa was intimidating.

They were all standing except Koopa who sat on his chair with a look of legitimate intrigue. He remembered being nervous just staring at the King's royal advisor with lots of people he never even knew. Koopa then got up and told them of their new tasks as his special soldiers. What Koopa's exact words were, he didn't remember but he knew it was about what they would do and what challenges they would face. Koopa then sneezed on his hand wiped them on the desk. The Rebel remembered looking surprised while Koopa assured him that they were "just germs".

The rest however was a blur as the Rebel came back into reality and saw that it had been a whole 30 minutes. He rubbed his eyebrows a bit and got up from his coat. He then sat at the desk and tried doing nothing. That didn't soothe his mind either, all he could think about was that Tyler kid and how monotone he was.

They must have been really harsh on them.

There was another knock at the door as he suddenly broke out of thought again. When he opened the door, it was Wario with a pillow and blanket. The Rebel made a playful sigh.

"Don't tell me she already kicked you out."

Wario smirked, "I'm afraid not. I just got these for you since you might get cold sleeping in here."

The Rebel looked at the blanket which was a car sheet and the pillow which was probably brought from Wario's house. It wasn't but it would have to do. He grabbed the items from Wario and threw them at the coat.

"Thanks."

"Oh trust me, it was no problem."

Just then the door that led outside the warehouse opened as Mona got out and headed to her and Wario's room. Then there was a loud groan in annoyance.

"Who took my blanket and pillow?"

Wario then smirked some more and left but not before warning the Rebel to "hide those" if she came down here. The Rebel quickly hid the items under his coat and slept on it to hide them. However, there was no real need as he never heard her come to his room so he just slept.

Good night I guess.

When he finally fell asleep, the Rebel dreamed of Koopa's office, torn, vandalized, and destroyed. He was there, looking at all the chaos when he saw the lizard skin chair move. He ran to the chair and kicked it over. In its place was Koopa, weak, scared, and defenceless. He looked up at the Rebel and laughed insanely. The Rebel started to laugh as well, sneakily grabbing a shard of glass. There was rain outside while they still laughed. Koopa got up, his suit torn greatly, still laughing.

"Go ahead," he said, "Go ahead and do it you little bastard."

The Rebel said nothing but still laughed. Then without warning the Rebel raised the shard of glass, wearing a smile of pure satisfaction watching Koopa's menacing stare, the sinister smile made it obvious, he dared him to do it. Then the Rebel painfully pierced Koopa through his chest with the shard waiting for Koopa to fall down so he could kick him out the window. Koopa however, merely took the shard out of his chest.
"Poor choice soldier,"

Koopa then kicked him down. When the Rebel fell down, Koopa pierced him with that same shard of glass. After the pain merely started to cease, Koopa stomped on the arm with the shard. More pain erupted as the Rebel managed to rip the shard out and pierce it on Koopa's right foot. Koopa screamed a blood curdling scream as the Rebel got up and pushed him over the table. He landed on Koopa and started punching him very violently. Koopa then pushed him off and punched him in the jaw. The last bit of the dream ended with a big blast. He woke up with sweat on his head and pain on his arm.

When he turned over he saw that his arm was next to a very sharp edge of the desk's legs. Someone was knocking on the door.

Good god, what was with that?