Luke POV
My eyes jolt open and I'm standing on top of a mountain, overlooking the most beautiful landscape I have ever seen.
On the horizon, the gigantic sun sets and in the opposite direction, two moons rise.
A river runs down the mountain into a gorgeous lake where animals I've never seen before splash and drink. A herd of some type of deer glide gracefully through the open plain of tall grasses. Off to the right is a lush forest with what I imagine is filled with all sorts of animals, plants, and other worldly things.
What really catches my eye however, is the breathtaking view of a city on the horizon. Something about it makes me feel at ease when I see it. My body wants to let go of everything and just float off towards the collection of skyscrapers.
"Beautiful isn't it Luke?"
The sudden interruption makes me jump. I look over to my left and see a man with shaggy dirty blonde hair dressed in a loose-fitting white button down, gazing out into the picture perfect world.
"My home," the man starts, gesturing out towards the landscape before us, "it was unimaginably perfect. Man and beast lived harmoniously together. We gave back what we took from our planet. The people lived united as one."
Something about the man's voice soothes me. I want to stay here forever and listen to his stories.
I glance towards the man and see a look in his eyes that wasn't there before. A look of regret, vengeance, and sorrow, all balled into one.
"Because or me, all that was taken," he shakily continues, "I couldn't bring myself to do it."
I don't know how, but memories that aren't mine flash before my eyes.
The same man standing to my left is holding a strange noose made with a thick rope like nothing on Earth. With telekinesis, he slips the noose over the head of a man who looks to be beaten up badly.
"You went to far," the man says. "I am sorry Setrakus. But what you've done..."
As he tightens the noose around Setrakus' neck, the memory fades just as quickly as it came.
I see now the memory of a burning city. Warships the size of multiple city blocks hover overhead. Pale, demon-like beasts trample through the chaos. The scariest part of this memory isn't the gigantic warships or the terrifying beasts, but the bodies. The seemingly endless amounts of bodies are scattered on the streets.
I look away to keep myself from throwing up.
Beyond the destruction of the city, a ship is taking off. It's much smaller than the warships and easily out maneuvers them. As the ship zips past away from the devastated planet, I just know something special is to come from that ship.
As the memory fades, I'm back to standing on the mountain next to my new friend.
"Luke, I need you to help me," he sighs.
I try to respond, but my voice doesn't cooperate.
"He isn't gone yet. Your friends believe they have won, and they basically have, but he needs to be eliminated completely from this world."
What the hell is this guy talking about? Is he talking about the bastard from the invasion?
"Let them know I sent you. Let them know you need to-"
As he's about to finish, his voice catches in his throat. Black ooze seeps from his skin and he collapses. The land in front of me flashes from the peaceful beautiful world I saw when I first arrived here to a version where the forest is charred and destroyed, the water from the lake gone, and the city crumbling.
Pitch black tendrils of the same material that poured out of the man fly towards me. When they reach me, they shoot through my chest. The pain is unbearable and I sense myself leaving my body.
I'm standing in a large open cave by a black vat of the ooze that brought me here. Standing in the pool of shit is a giant version of the bastard from the invasion holding a someone by the neck. I instantly recognize the boy being strangled by Setrakus Ra as John Smith, the hero of the Garde.
"You think you've killed me pitiful boy," Setrakus bellows at John, "You have merely delayed my success!"
I need to save John. Even though I know this is a dream, I can't just stand here and let this play out.
"My progress is too advanced for a small group of teenagers to bring to an end. No mountain, no matter how big, will be able to bury me!" Setrakus continues.
I look around to find anything I can use as a weapon. My breathe catches when I look eyes with Professor Nine. His face drains of color when he sees me.
"Professor Nine!" I shout as I run towards him.
Before I can get there, I'm greet with a slap from Setrakus Ra that sends me into the wall of the cave. Nine just stands there in shock, his eyes wide and mouth hanging open.
"Is this one of your little Garde students?" Setrakus scoffs at Nine. "Please tell me this is a joke and Pittacus isn't actually counting on him to bring me down."
As if to prove his point, he picks me up by the hair.
"I will crush you just as I did to Lorien little boy," he sneers. "This is your one and only warning. Do not try to stop me."
He throws me to the ground and I jolt awake.
Nine POV
I wake up after Luke was slammed to the ground by Mr. Asshole himself. The visions definitely are taking a turn for the worst.
Why Luke was in this vision, I have no clue, but I intend to find out.
I pull on a pair of sweats and a hoodie and rush towards the dorms. It's 4:27 AM, but that doesn't stop me from slamming open the front doors. I mash the elevator button with such force that it's destroyed. I stomp towards the stairs and yell in frustration, which I'm sure wakes up half the students.
I pound on the door to room 13, but get no response. I'm about to kick it down when Kyle McCarthy opens his door across the hall.
"Shut the hell up would you? Some of us are trying to sleep," He says tiredly. His eyes grow wide and he yelps in shock when he realizes it's me.
"Shit! Uh, I mean shoot! I didn't know it was you Professor Nine! I'm so sorry I didn't mean to disrespec-"
"Just shut up," I groan. "Where the hell is Luke?"
"He's still in the infirmary from the ass whooping he took during capture the flag."
"Come with me. You're leading me to him."
Luke POV
I'm sitting on the edge of the bed in the infirmary. I rest my head in the my hands and try to figure out what the hell I just saw.
Alexis is sleeping in the bed next to mine. She was fully healed by Rachel with her healing legacy, but I that doesn't help the guilt I have because of what I did. I didn't even try to stop the bomb with my telekinesis and let her get hit. I managed to make a fool of myself not even twenty-four hours in.
All of a sudden the door to the infirmary is kicked open and Professor Nine rushes into the room with Kyle close behind.
"We need to talk now," Professor Nine tells me.
"You have that vision too?" I question him.
He stops in his place and nods, a grim look on his face.
"Listen, visions aren't anything to mess with. They've saved my ass more than a couple of times. I've had my share of these and what we just had? It isn't a joke."
"There was more to my vision than to the part with you," I tell Nine.
He nods, "I thought there would be."
I explain to him about the mysterious man approaching me on the mountain and how I shared his memories. Nine is silent through all of it and stays silent after I'm done reminiscing, thinking over what I just said.
"There's nothing we can do right now," he finally says. "So get some rest and be ready for training tomorrow." He turns around and heads for the door.
"That's it?" I stand up, even though my body screams in resistance. "You expect me to just brush this off like it's nothing?"
"That's exactly what I expect you to do."
"You just said visions aren't to be messed with, that they saved you life! I'm not just gonna play this off Nine!"
"I don't know what to do! Okay?" he snaps back. "I'm never good with this kind of dream shit, but I know someone who is. I'm calling John."
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Next chapter won't be out for another couple day because of my birthday coming up, so don't think I stopped writing. Please leave a review! They help more than you think they do to inspire me to keep writing.
