Well, I'm back from my death of not updating this. Sorry!
So, what's happened?:They had that weird run-in with Darkrai, and Ash has called them over to stay for a week. They arrive at his house and Drew and Paul are staying there too. Now Misty's had this weird vision, and May almost drowned in hers? Seeing a pattern of red eyes? And, now Dawn's had a much more affecting nightmare than the others.
Of the Mind
Pain of mind is worse than pain of body. ~Latin Proverb
Previously...
...Yet Dawn somehow knew that Darkrai wasn't done. Her thoughts became blurry, she felt slightly disoriented. She swayed and grabbed onto a nearby table for support, taking a deep breath that seemed to make it even worse.
All she remembered was that she was a mind reader. And someone knew. Someone was going after her, trying to invade her mind.
You can't hide from me for long.
And if you won't join me, I'll just have to find another way.
Dawn tossed and turned in her bed, trying to get rid of the voice.
She got no sleep that night.
Day 5:
Misty seemed nervous.
"What's wrong, Mist?", Ash asked.
"I...don't you think that Dawn's nightmare seemed a lot harsher than ours?", she blurted.
Ash shrugged. "Dawn can...overreact. Maybe she just overreacted."
"Maybe...", Misty trailed off.
Dawn's head was surely going to explode.
It was too early to wake anyone up... maybe she could just get a glass of water...
She saw Paul, but her vision was obscured as a pulsing pain flooded her head. She stumbled, gripping onto the wall.
It's trying to take over you, Dawn. Fight it. Fight it, you can fight-
She fell limp, and Paul rushed to catch her in his arms.
Dawn rose again, her eyes flashing a ruby red.
She was being pushed...but where?
Paul tried to connect with her mind. He was pushed back, and fell hard on the ground.
"Dawn, fight it! I know you're being taken over, but try to fight!", he yelled.
Dawn struggled to figure out where she was. She felt like only a tiny spirit, no, she WAS only a tiny spirit, crammed into the back of her head as if watching her own actions from afar. How did she wake? It was the voice. It seemed so familiar...
"Dawn, I know you're in there! Dawn! Wake up, please!"
The voice pleaded, begged. She recognized the voice. Paul. Yet it was full of absolute desperation...she must fight. For Paul.
Dawn squirmed around in his arms uncomfortably. "No...", she moaned. "No...NO!", she yelled, breaking free of Darkrai's grasp. Her eyes opened immediately, and she was flung forward into Paul's arms. Dawn could no longer tell whether she was panting or sobbing. Perhaps both.
Several half-asleep teenagers ran into the room to see Paul holding a crying Dawn with closed eyes, relief painted on his tired face.
"What just happened!", Drew demanded.
"It wants Dawn.", Paul muttered.
Dawn felt uneasy. She just didn't feel safe. She slipped out to the backyard, two mugs in her trembling hands.
"I b-brought hot ch-chocolate.", she stuttered in between sniffling breaths, approaching Paul.
He turned angrily, but his gaze softened immediately. It was only Dawn...
But he was still a bit angry, he went outside to think about...things...and the main thing just had walked up to him.
Yet, she looked so helpless...broken...
He would've said it was weak, but it scared him that she actually had a reason to be weak. He looked her over.
She was pale, had damp, wet cheeks from her tears, and... she shook. Her whole body shook, looking scared like a lost puppy. Paul realized it at once. She was afraid of him. Sighing, he patted the ground next to him. She lowered herself and gave him a cup. She looked unsure of herself. He took a drink to reassure her. After a small moment, she looked at him, petrified.
"Are you mad at me?", Dawn whimpered. "Why would-?" "You said to fight it. I barely got to escape. I could've tried harder, I-"
"Dawn.", Paul said, cutting her off. She stopped. "It was strong. I don't blame you. I'm not that same jerk you used to get mad at."
She nodded.
"I don't remember what happened.", she confessed. "After it..."
After Darkrai tried to possess her, he finished silently.
"You just kind of... fainted. Then when you woke up, your eyes flashed red...", he trailed off.
Dawn shook harder.
"How do you feel?"
"Sick. Weak. Tired.", Dawn muttered.
Paul pushed her to go to sleep, despite her protests.
I am done with another chapter! So, that means I'm finally at my favorite part... the climax! Review?
-Pancake :)
