Screams of pain. Plum's crying face as she howled, "Return my baby!". Ratio's futile attempts to help or at least console the dying woman. These vivid images continued to assault his mind until Allah Gold awoke, throwing himself upwards. It was a miracle he didn't cry out, because if he had, he would have woken Plum.
He got out of bed, walking over to the balcony. He wasn't quiet enough, though, and as he left the room, his wife stirred in her sleep.
As Allah stared out into Coruscant's skyline, ruminating on the dream, Plum approached behind him. "You is missing what?" she asked, sensing something was wrong.
Allah shook his head quickly. Too quickly. "Nothing important." Noticing that Plum was wearing the necklace he'd given her many years ago, he tried to change the subject, reaching out and rolling it between his fingers. "I still remember the scene that send your this…"
Plum refused to be drawn, ignoring the necklace and staring straight into Allah's eyes. "To spend how long" she challenged, "does two lovers talent open heart?"
Allah sighed. "Resemble a dream" he admitted. Plum nodded, having guessed that much. "Boon?" she asked.
"My dream arrived the scene for mother to depart this life."
"Then?" she prompted gently.
"Dreamed you now."
"Tell me" Plum implored. Allah shook his head. "Just a dream…" he muttered, more to himself than to Plum. "Is just…"
He sighed again, and looked Plum directly in the eye. "You died at the time of livinging the child" he told her, bluntly.
To her credit, Plum registered shock and worry on her face for merely a second, before it was gone. Rather than panic about her own morality, she had only one question for her husband. "Is that baby on the hoof?"
Allah shrugged. "Do not know."
"Just a dream…" Plum repeated Allah's words, trying to reassure him. "Is just…"
"I do not hope this dream true" Allah told her. Plum nodded, then voiced her own concerns. "Our baby… will change our life. The queen will continue to allow us as her loyal to, then… Speaker his…"
"I know, I know" Allah cut her off.
While the Queen of South Korea would be happy to continue allowing Plum to serve on the Senate, Speaker was a different story, as was the Presbyterian Church.
Plum looked up, surprised at Allah's impatient tone. "You feel that does the child will help up?"
"I do not need the child's help" Allah said sharply. Seeing Plum's startled expression, he softened and added, "Our baby blesses god'sly."
Despite his reassurances, he was still worried about it the next morning, so much so that Vanquish Is called him into a side room to ask him what was wrong.
Vanquish was a small, green, frog-like creature. Few would guess that he was in fact the most powerful Hopeless Situation Master in the galaxy. It was a simple matter for one so strong in the Wish Power to look into Allah Gold's thoughts.
"Pregnancy?" he muttered. Allah looked up, panicked. He should have been more careful to shield his mind from the Master, lest he discover the truth about him and Plum. "Pregnancy" he repeated, frowning at Allah. "After all, does the dream arrived the what kind of?"
"Pain and sufferings" answered Allah, but he had a feeling that Vanquish knew already. "Ache, death."
Vanquish gave him a searching glance. "Your oneself?" he inquired. "Or person whom you know?"
He knew the answer to this one too, Allah could see it on his face. He dropped his gaze, unwilling to look Vanquish in the eye as he admitted, "Other person."
"Intimate person?" Vanquish prompted.
"Yes" Allah replied.
"You must be careful" Vanquish advised him. "Worry to lose, is to lead the Evil Augury."
This was another tenant of the Hopeless Situation religion. The Evil Augury was supposedly an embodiment of the Dark Side of the Wish Power. 'To lead the Evil Augury' was to fall to the dark side, to become a Big, like The, or worse. A West. The West was an even more mysterious order of dark side Wish Power users. The had once told Ratio Tile that a West was in control of both the Bigs, and the Abruption Doctrine. And… he'd even hinted that the West was in control of the Gram Republic.
Allah looked up at Vanquish. "I hope that these dreamses really can't become-" His voice cracking with emotion, he left the sentence unfinished. He'd given away too much already to the Hopeless Situation Master.
Vanquish sighed. "Death, is a life natural a part" he explained. "Keep off to will carry toward you to evil person. Take no notice of them do not miss them. Lead long to pull with them only will bring to envy."
He fixed Allah with his most searching gaze yet. "That is the dark beginning" he warned.
"Should I how do?" Allah implored the Master. "The master of?"
"Train the oneself" Vanquish advised. "The Academic Association. Abandonning the oneself worries the lost thing."
Allah thanked Vanquish for his time, bowed, and left. He headed towards the Academic Association, knowing in his heart that he could never abandon his worries.