Disclaimer: Yes yes, only Twist belongs to me, dammit. Silence will be mine…One day. Alyx © by Gracy.

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Standing on a cliff-edge, the wind in her hair, she felt almost invincible. Without realising it, she stepped forward, into nothingness. A noiseless scream escaped her wind-burned lips. Suddenly a strong hand caught hers, pulling her back onto solid ground. She twisted her head round to catch a glimpse of her rescuer, but before she could see who it was, everything stopped.

Twist broke through into consciousness, gasping air into her lungs quickly. Her black sheets were tightly wrapped around her chest, constricting her breathing. She tore them away from her, and swung her legs over the side of the bed.

"Third falling dream this week."

Twist's head spun round, noticing Alyx sitting by the window, staring out at the stars. She raised an eyebrow in question, and Alyx looked at her.

"You scream…In your sleep." she shrugged and went back to her bed. "Try not to have another one…Goodnight." the blue-black haired girl said before sitting in bed, the crystals on her arms catching and slitting the sheets.

"Wait – I scream?!" Twist asked, putting her feet on the floor.

"Yes…It's a little weird…" Alyx admitted carefully, glancing across at the girl.

"Oh god…I'm sorry. I've been having these dreams all the time…" she rubbed her temples. "I'm sorry Alyx," she said quietly, casting her eyes down.

"It's okay…You can't control your subconscious now, can you?" she indicated, smirking, and pulling her covers up over her, and yawning. "Night Twist…" she said, closing her eyes and drifting off.

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Twist was sitting by the basketball court, watching Simon practise. He seemed pretty arrogant some of the time, but mostly okay. She had her thick, leather bound journal in her lap again, and was writing, like always. For some reason she started sketching him, mid-way through shooting in the corner of the page.

Suddenly, Simon hurled the ball across the court, and stormed away, to Twist's surprise. She continued to sit there, finishing her sketch and watching the sunset. Sometime later, after darkness had fallen over the basketball court, and surrounding grounds, she stood up, closing her journal, and starting for the house.

She ran up the steps and into the house, turning towards the kitchen. Alyx, Yuako, Chiara and Streak were in there, talking and laughing. They all seemed to stop talking when she entered.

"What…?" Twist asked, nervous, holding her journal protectively against her chest.

"Nothing." Streak said, a little too quickly. Twist glared at them, and turned round, storming out.

Silence was entering the kitchen, and caught Twist, just as she walked out. He held her arms, cradling her affectionately. "Feannan? Whats wrong?" he asked straight away, eyeing her sad and angry look.

Weirdly, Twist didn't say what she'd been expecting to say. "I've been having dreams…Silence. I've been screaming in my sleep…It scares me…Cause when I wake up…They still feel so real." she  said, lowering her dark eyes to the ground.

Concern showed plainly in his eyes as he looked at her bent head. He placed his fingertips on the bottom of her chin, tilting her head upwards. "Don't worry…Okay?" he said quietly. He then pressed his lips against hers, wanting her to know that they she wasn't alone anymore, she had someone, and then he would look after her at all costs.

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Note: Sorry…It took ages, and it blimmin' sucks. XD Please don't hurt me. I will have better. Honest.