Chapter Two: The Stranger
The Dream was very odd, Megary felt a burning sensation on every part of her body, and it seemed she was inside a red, orange fire. She remembered screaming out but her screams were silenced by a man's sardonic laugh that rung between her ears. She awoke, seat dripping from her brow and pain shooting from every possible place. She got out of bed and looked up at the clock on the far wall. 4:00 AM.
Well early enough for a walk, I guess.
Megary wanted to get out and forget the burning of her skin and the ringing of the sardonic laugh in her ears. She grabbed a sweatshirt and headed out the door.
The chilly air, cooled Meg off a little but her blood still felt like it was boiling and burning. She walked about ten minutes straight before figuring out where her feet were taking her. Looking around, she found herself near Hyde Park. And out of the corner of her eye she saw a man, in robes with a large pointed hat, and a long graying beard. He had startled her out of herself and she ran the opposite way. Running right into Flynn, Kif and their attempt at a London Street Gang.
"Well, lookie 'ere, she's back." Flynn grabbed her and pushed her back towards the rest.
She knew she was in trouble, when Kif threw the first punch in her stomach at her face. It was their free for all, she was weak and there was too many of them. She just couldn't stand it anymore.
A burning sensation was filling her full of rage, anger and self preservation. It was like some one had lit a fire inside of her. An outside, she smiled flames, and soon her heard screams. Right before she blacked out she saw reddish orange flames engulf the man who had been hitting her.
When, Meg came to, she found the stranger from Hyde Park standing over her. She flinched away, as at closer inspection part of her skin and hair had been singed.
"No need to worry you're perfectly safe. Now let's get you home."