Of Red and Yellow
Akara walked down a lone road, a battered countryside was all she could see. The farmhouses that should've been there were nothing more than burnt skeletons, the people were gone. A laugh penetrated the air, the owner unknown. Akara spun around quickly, trying to find them.
"Foolish girl. All those who oppose me will perish." The voice echoed throughout Akara's head. She looked ahead of her, and a distortion appeared in the road ahead. She ran towards it, never nearing. "That's right, girl. Keep on running..."
The voice didn't beat on Akara's spirit like it should have. It simply made her more determined to beat this voice, and show it that it didn't know anything. She was going to be the first to oppose it that would survive. Akara ran faster, her boots pounding against the dirt, but still the distortion did not get any closer. Nothing changed about the scenery. There was a strange familiar feeling about this place...
When she realized that this place was familiar, the distortion suddenly started getting closer and closer, at a high speed. Akara slowed, hoping to see what lied within it. But the distortion simply went at a faster speed and passed right by her. Really, it more right though her. Either way, it cause Akara to have a vision.
"Akisa, she's so beautiful..." said an young man wearing brown trousers and a dusty white shirt. His hair was a deep black, but his eyes were the same ocean-blue of Akara's.
"Yes, she is." The mother sat in a bed, holding a small baby. The mother's hair was a stunning silver, almost white, and had gray eyes. Her skin was very pale, and she didn't look like the healthiest of people. "I'm just sorry that I won't be able to see her through her childhood, or the teenage years."
"You know as well as I do that we can go in hiding, and keep her!" the father whispered loudly. "We can keep her from the government!"
The mother looked at her husband fiercely. "And what then, John? Do you really want to see our child starve while we fight back the government? Do you want her to have no friends, and then when we die an early death, no family? At least the government will feed and clothe her, how little it may be. It will be much better than what we can give her."
The father stammered. "B-but do you know what they do to the new 'recruits' lately? They send them off to foreign planets as a test. Only about fifty percent of the time they remember to pick them up after a year." But a pounding on the door interrupted their conversation.
"It's the police! Open up!"
The father looked at the mother, and she nodded. Her husband reluctantly opened the door, and talked with the people outside for a minute. After that moment, a gun went off, and the husband collapsed. The mother got out of bed quickly, still holding the child, and went over to his body.
"Why did you do this?" she asked. "Why?"
"He was intercepting our efforts. If you do not cooperate, the same will happen to you. Where is the child?" The mother slowly stood up, and handed the baby to the leader of the group. He recklessly tossed the baby into a sack on his back. The mother gasped when he did this, and collapsed onto the floor, sobbing. She was sure that her baby was already good as dead. The police group left, but one of them stopped at the door, looking back at the mother.
"Just... kill me..."
"Pardon?" he asked.
"Please... kill me... So I can be out of this misery..."
"Ma'am, please. I don't like killing people like the others. I can't possibly kill you."
"Please..." she sobbed.
"Well, look here," interrupted a loud voice from the door. The mother didn't react, but the officer did. He stepped back from the person.
"Please... just kill me..."
"I would be glad to," the man laughed, and pulled out his gun.
"Who were those people?" shouted Akara to the sky, hoping the mysterious voice would answer her. It didn't.
An invisible force started shaking her shoulders, and then the whole desolate world disappeared.
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"Akara, wake up!" yelled Sora, shaking her shoulders. Akara sat up suddenly, surprising Sora and pushing him off balance.
"What is it?" she asked rather calmly.
"Well, um, it's nine, and..."
"What? It's already nine? I was trained to get up at five-thirty every morning!" Akara stood up, trying straightening her hair in vain. Sora just stared at her for a few moments, and then got up from the ground.
"Donald and Goofy are already up there," explained Sora, pointing towards a tall ledge. "We really should get up there too."
When they finally reached the door to the inner chapel, Donald and Goofy were already waiting. Akara said she would stay and keep watch outside, just in case some Heartless tried to sneak in to help the witch Maleficent. But the true reason was probably because she wanted to ponder her dreams of last night, and she didn't really know the Maleficent character too much, and thus did not have a great enmity for her like the others.
"Fine then, Akara. We'll see you again when we win," Sora said confidently, and Donald and Goofy nodded in agreement. They headed into the darkness of the chapel, leaving Akara alone.
She sat on the ledge, her feet hanging over, just thinking about what her dream meant. The evil laughter and voice probably meant fear of encountering the dark. The desolate wasteland could represent her empty memories, almost torn from her mind, it seemed. But the vision... that was something different. Who were those people? They seemed so familiar...
As Akara pondered her dream, the evil laughter echoed throughout Hollow Bastion...
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Saphire's notes: Wow... major writing block on this chapter. I probably have about three different versions of this chapter now. Well, I'm especially proud of the dream sequence. How long has it been since I last updated? Thank you to all my reviewers and I hope to hear your opinions on this chapter!