Kisara: I don't own the characters, only Kaitlyn. The characters belong to their rightful owners.

Mamori: Kisara! Oh, there you are.

Kisara: Yes?

Sena: Mamori-nee, did you find her?

Mamori: Yeah, she's working on the story.

Hiruma: What the heck are you all doing in here?

Kisara: That's what I'm wondering.

Kurita: We were looking for Kisara.

Kisara: Don't you all have to train for the next tournament that is coming up?

Hiruma: Yes, now everyone on the field now!

Kisara: Okay, lets continue with the story. Enjoy everyone.

Chapter 2 Kaitlyn's Nightmare

Kaitlyn kept tossing and turning in her sleep. The doctors have tried endlessly to stop her from tossing and turning. They have tried to wake her up, but she never really did wake up. There were times in the night when the doctors hear her screaming in her sleep.

Kaitlyn's POV in her Nightmare

I was walking down the only path that was bright to see. Then as I walked, I saw a beautiful place. There was a waterfall, and on the other side was a meadow. The sun was high, everywhere around me was bright, sunny and warm. Then all of a sudden, clouds covered the sky and it started raining on me. That's when it starts getting freaky. I start hearing voices that sound familiar but I can't figure out whose voices I hear. I listen to wind that started to pick up. It carried the voices everywhere that I wasn't able to tell where the voices had started from. "Where are you going?" "How did you get here?" "You must leave, or you will die." "Why didn't you save mom?" "Work harder to keep your grades and everything going." That was just the beginning of it.

"What are you doing here, you don't belong here," I hear a voice say very loud. Just then, a tall shadow stood in front me. It started to talk but I couldn't make out what it had said. It grabbed my arms and started pulling me to the waterfall. I started screaming at the top of my lungs. I wondered if anyone can hear me, after all I'm in my dream or in this case nightmare. All I can think of were the one sentence that blamed me for the most painful memory. The memory came into my nightmare and reminded me of why I'm the one to blame for what had happened.

It happened two years ago. My brother and his friends were playing their favorite sport in the field of the school. My mom and I were watching them having fun playing. There were times when they would start to argue but it was ended quickly. But one day, my mom didn't come to watch them play, that's when I knew something was horribly wrong. I went all over the school to look for her, but couldn't find her anywhere. I looked at my cell phone and I got a voice mail from mom. "Kaitlyn, Youichi is going to go to a friends house I want you to meet me at your favorite place. Love, Mom XOXO." So afterwards I told my brother that I was going to meet mom at my most favorite place. After telling him that I went to go meet mother at the place, that was when I found out it was a stupid trap. My mom dropped her cell phone and it ended up in someone else's hands. Somehow, the man who found mom's cell knew my brother's and my name. I fell into the trap and was found unconscious at the side of the road, by one of my friends father. My friends father called my dad and he got angry that I was unconscious on the side of the road. So he came to pick me up, and when I was conscious he asked me what I was doing.

"I don't know. All I remember was getting a message from mom telling me to meet her at my favorite place. So I went and it ended up being a couple of idiots pretending to be her," I replied to his question. I looked at him and he looked so serious. After a couple of minutes of deathly silence, we got home. The next day, the same thing happened but mom was actually at my favorite place. We started to walk home. "Mom, where were you yesterday?" I asked her.

"What do you mean? I was at home all day yesterday. Why are you asking? Did something happen to you, yesterday?" she asked me straight back at me. I looked at her, and wondered if father had told her what had happened. 'He probably really didn't tell her about what had happened yesterday' I thought at the time. The next thing I knew was that I was leaning forward and saw a car coming at us very fast. I was too shocked to do anything. My mom tried to protect me from the car and she ended up with very serious injuries. I have the image of mom in between the car and a stop sign. I called the ambulance and they came rushing over along with a couple of police cars. The next couple of things started to blur. All I could see was my mom being taken away from me. I rushed to her side and asked if I could ride with. That was the first time of being in an ambulance.

On the ride to the hospital, the heart monitor suddenly started beeping. I looked at it and realized it was not a good sign. Everyone excluding me and the driver started working harder. Once we got to the damn hospital, the doctors took over and I decided to call my dad and brother. My dad got there, before my brother did. When he got there, he asked me what had happened, and I told him that a man in a car was drunk and crashed into mom and me. But mom ended up with more serious injuries, I only ended up with a road burn and a couple of big scratches that weren't that deep. After I had finish explaining to my dad, my brother came in with his friends. His friends were surprised that I had survived the accident. They had asked me the same question as dad did. When I finished telling them what had happened, the doctor came in and he had a very sad, and sympathy face on.

"I'm truly very sorry. She didn't make it. She died from the loss of blood," he looks at me and then at the people around me. I could feel the tears burning in my eyes. I tried to not cry, but I couldn't hold my tears back. I ran as fast as I could and I didn't care where I was going, just as long as I can get away.

End of Flashback in the dream

In my dream, I started crying. I started to scream no at the top of my lungs. I could feel myself tossing and turning in my sleep.

End of Dream

When I woke up, I saw the doctors and nurses around me looking worried.