Chapter 8: The Dream

Riku walked into breakfast. They had just creamed Tidus and Wakka's division last evening, putting them in first place in wins, tied with half the first and second years. Obviously, there were only divisions that had one win or one loss.

Riku walked over to the BB, or "Battle Board" to check out his teams overall place, which had to do with defeated enemies, defeated teammates, hits and where the hit was, there were so many fine-tuned points that Riku didn't bother to look at each score. He breathed a sigh of relief. His work had paid off, and they where in fourth, with three second year teams ahead of them.

"Not bad, seeing that we beat plenty of teams with a year ahead of us." Riku thought, smiling.

He was the first one to breakfast, he noticed, but then again he had been all week. Riku liked it when things got done, and a waste would never be around him for very long.

He sat down, and decided to see if breakfast was ready. He took a peek under the dish labeled: "Hot and steamy waffles." Nothing.

He would have to wait a few minutes before anything was available.

Riku waited ten minutes, and this time peeked into the dish labeled: "Scrambled eggs… yellow deliciousness." This time he found something.

It was certainly not yellow deliciousness.

It looked like a shimmering black thing, forming a pool in the dish. The instant Riku opened it, however, the pool overflowed at a rapid rate, smothering the floor as he instantly pushed back his chair, avoiding the inky mess.

There was now a small layer of the inky darkness filling the whole dining hall.

"What is this stuff?" Riku shouted out loud, "Help!"

But nobody came.

If this stuff is going to fill the whole dining hall, I want to at least find out what it is. He took his foot, and lowered it down from the chair to investigate the… stuff.

When his foot touched, it made a swirl of goo echo out in rings, but nothing happened.

"Alright," Riku said, trying to calm himself, "maybe if I cover the egg dish, it'll stop. That's where it's coming from, after all."

Riku counted to three in his head, and leapt off the chair and towards the table, and though he was one hundred percent positive on his estimation, his legs weighed him down like lead pipes attached to his hips.

He landed on the floor on his stomach. His head was turned sideways. For some reason he was becoming weak, and his body seemed to encumber a huge load, but Riku knew it was the darkness sucking him down, and before he sunk under, he saw it.

The message. It was written in (not blood, like other stories) thick ink.

"Fools! Incompetent Imbeciles! You will never know power like I!

Riku saw a diagram, apparently a puzzle, but everything went blurry, and though he knew he would not die, he may never see the light of day again.

Riku sat bolt upright, hit his head on Sora's bunk, heard Sora fall off the bunk again, and took a gasp of air like a fish returned to water from a fisherman.

It was the same dream he'd had every night since the night before school.

"Sora's and Kairi's dreams came true…" Riku started, but then Sora finally woke up.

"Hey Riku! Don't know why I was on the floor but ya' know that migraine I had yesterday? It's all better!" Sora said spreading his arms out wide in delight. "Isn't that great!"
Riku did not respond, merely laid back down and went to sleep, hoping and praying the dream could be avoided until the alarm went off.

A/N Ok, I haven't forgotten about Ollette, because I just remembered when I was almost done with this chapter! Her weapon is nothing fantastic, just wanted to hurry and put a story online because of my vacation of not updating. PLEASE REVIEW, IT MAKES ME FEEL WARM AND FUZZY INSIDE! Next chapter: CHAPTER 7.5!