Dream Crossing
Markus hated these sorts of dreams. He always woke up feeling disturbed, as though the things he dreamed of were real. He knew he shouldn't let dreams get the better of him so he did his best to ignore them.
Marcus glanced around, taking in his surroundings, and found himself apparently on some sort of trail leading up a mountain. That was when the boy came around the corner. He was dressed, as usual, in his strange tribal clothes which Markus knew were common among the villages of the highlands.
Markus groaned inwardly as he recognized the boy as Allos, who was often involved in his worst dreams. Though Allos was never of an evil persuasion in Markus' dreams he still was occasionally frightened by power Allos wielded. Markus felt for him as well, for in his dreams Allos often fought against a great evil near the summit of a mountain with three friends at his side.
Suddenly, Markus realized that Allos was not yet ready for this fight. Surely he couldn't intend to take on this evil force without his friends at with him. Markus took a closer look at Allos, who never seemed to notice him, and realized that he was younger, softer than Markus had ever seen him before. Where were the strange markings on his face now?
Marcus knew beyond a doubt that Allos was not ready for what faced him. So he did the only thing he could think of, something he had never done before, he quickly stepped forward into Allos' body. Allos paused for a moment, seemingly overcome by dissiness, and promptly fell over.
Allos groaned as he picked himself up from the rocky trail. As he looked down he realized, with shock, that his body had apparently decided not to join him. Glancing down on himself, through himself really, he was so perplexed that it took him several long moments to notice the boy standing a few feet ahead of him.
"Who are you? Did you do this to me? What's going on?" Allos asked Marcus, a hint of panic edging his voice.
"I'm Markus and you're Allos, I often dream of you, though I never suspected you were real." Marcus replied. Then, rather sheepishly, "I guess I did kinda knock you out ... I'm sorry, but you've gotta listen to me, there's something bad at the top of that mountain.
"Thanks for the update, but I was on my way to kill it, Thank you very much!" Allos replied sarcastically.
"If you know what's up there then why are you trying to face it alone? Where are your friends?"
"I haven't a clue what's up there, but its disturbing my sleep. And
as for friends I don't got any ... Don't need any" Allos responded,
this time bordering on contempt.
"I'm sorry Allos, something's waking me up. I'll be gone in a moment.
Once you decide to believe me head for New Haven, there's another of
us there. I'll try to find you there as well." Markus said swiftly,
desperate this time, as he began to fade.
"What are you talking about? Another of us ... What us? Give me some answers here Markus!" Allos continued with a growing sense of desperation as well.
Markus was gone before the words had left Allos' mouth. A few moments later everything went black, like the snuffing of a candle, and Allos returned to his usual dreamless state of sleep, not to awaken till morning.
