DEADLY DREAMS
Authors Note: This is a few days after "If Only Tears". Blake is sad. This is an abstract story, so I hope you like. I went through a bout of depression a while back, so this is the reitteration of those emotions.
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BOOK II
Navy Dreams
I sit here, unable to move. My head is numb from shock and pain.
I see her the way she was - tall and beautiful, with a sense of humor to counter Dustin's at times.
I see her eyes now. Unfocused. Lifeless. Shadows, of a life that was taken from her too soon. I see her eyes then, full of love and vitality, but one person took that away. Reached into her body and stole her life, her spirit, her soul.
She was always careful. Never reckless. She held us all in line, but now we fall down, unable to stand as one. But we must - Lothor will not give up on destroying the rest of us.
She always said that blue was her favourite color. Maybe thats why she got the power of water and the Blue Ranger powers. She didn't believe in such nonsense at first, but when she felt the power, she became a believer.
I always thought of her as a graceful surfer. A person with the heart of gold, and the reflexes of a cat. The roar of a lion, but the personality of a puppy.
Do I see these things now. No.
I hear her voice on the wind, calling out to us.
"Help me! Save me!" Is it just my imagination, or is she truly calling.
I head to a mountain north. It is home to lost ninja spirits. I search and hope to find her. I gaze around the cavern under the mountain, but nothing remains of it after being destroyed.
I walk back to my bike, only to hear her call again.
"Help me Blake! Help me!"
I spin around, but no one is there. Is it a dream? Or is it reality? One never knows with ones mind.
The others have accepted her death. I hold on to the final strands of hope, wishing and hoping that she would call out to me again.
She does not.
I ride home, feeling defeated.
A monster attacks. We win, but I still feel defeated.
I win the motocross, but I still feel defeated.
The others try to help. I see their pity and I force myself not to barf. I do not like pity. Pity for one means pity for all around. I do not want anyone to feel sorry for me. i know they lost a friend as well, but she was not as close to them as she was to me.
Am I crazy or insane? Am I just hearing things? Was she really calling out to me? Or was it just a mind game. A trick. A misty vision of nothing but memories.
I listen to the radio, and Avril Lavigne comes on. I listen to her singing "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" and I wonder if that is what my love is doing now.
I turn off the radio and use the computer for a while. Normally, I'd see BlueDolphin312 online, but the name remains red. I see RedHawk2003 and CrimsonBiker206 come online and they ask how I am feeling. I chat to them for a while until YellowLion448 and GreenStar471 come online. I talk to all of them for a while before logging off and going to bed.
In the morning, I get up, have breakfast and check my emails. I see on YellowLion448 online and I ignore him when he talks to me.
"Help me Blake! Time is running out!"
I leap up as i hear her voice and call out to her.
"Where are you?"
She does not answer, but I head back to the mountain, but nothing stirs in the early morning twilight. I race over to her grave and see that the letter I placed there has been embedded into the stone. I stare at the letter and read the words on the front.
"...If only tears could bring you back...to me..."
I shed a tear at reading this, even though I wrote it.
The sun rises behind me.
I see shadows. Shadows of the past. Present. Future.
Shadows that see me, but they never stop.
They move in circles around me. I see faces I do not recognise.
The shadows are so thick that they blot out the sun above me. Suddenly, a blue light shines in front of me. I see it and follow it as it moves forward.
I follow, never knowing where it leads me, never knowingwht I need to do.
It stops, and I reach to grab it, but my hands go through it. The shadows fade and I am standing over a cliff.
I know what they want me to do, but I refuse.
A shadow appears before me. It is of the girl I loved.
She tells me it's alright.
She tells me that I should go with her.
I walk forward into air. I feel myself falling, ever so slowly.
I see the rocks and stones, climbing to meet me.
I see the light.
I see hope.
I awaken from my slumbering nightmare and see the girl I married beside me.
I awaken again and find myself looking up at sky and a cliff beside me.
I try to move my legs, butI cannot. My arms are just as useless.
I feel liquid under me, and I smell the scent of blood.
My blood.
"Help me Blake! Help me!"
The voice fades into the darkness which I am slipping into.
I see stars. They fly around me, calling my name.
I see the others. Shane. Dustin. Hunter. Cam. They realise what has happened now and they come to find my already lifeless body.
Again, my body slips into darkness...
"Blake..."
I hear the voice call me.
"Blake..."
Gentle hands touch me...
"BLAKE ARTHUR BRADLEY! WAKE UP!"
I fall off the chair as Tori and the others stare at me with concerned and angry expressions on their faces. Looking down, I see a ribbon in my hand.
A pink ribbon...
"You fell asleep during meditation again, didn't you?' Cam asked me. I nodded.
The dreams I dream are so real, yet, so beyond belief.
Tori killed by a car... now standing before me.
Me, jumping off a cliff...now sitting here looking at my friends.
One never knows reality.
Was it reality? Or was it...
...a dream.
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