OH MY GOD GUYS I SUCK AT WRITING WHY THE HELL ARE PEOPLE REVIEWING MY STUFF?

Seriously, I can't believe I got THREE reviews for my FIRST chapter. I honestly thought it wouldn't get any, seeing as it's a freakin' SI fic. You guys make me so freakin' happy~

This would have been up the other day, but I had to go to a family reunion, so that threw me off track. That, and I kept getting writer's block every three sentences. I pretty much rushed through the end of this chapter, so the ending is probably a little weak.

Now, to respond to those wonderful three reviewers:

Sylph Writer:

HOLY SHET I CANT BELIEVE YOU REVIEEEEEEEEWED. I didn't think you took time out of you busy life to check out the other fic writers stuff. It meant A LOT to get a review from you, because I love FTaBV. Letha is awesome.

I loved that you loved my sneeze. I just didn't want to put 'Ah-choo!', because that's WAAAAAY overdone, in my opinion. I wanted to put what I though my sneezes actually sound like, because it would make it more realistic. And truthfully, the game actually DOES belong to my sis, not me. I just stole it because I love the game so much.

Angelic:

I'm just as surprised by your review! I've always seen you putting in a review for FTaBV, and I think some of them are pretty funny. Thanks sooooo much for reviewing!

And don't worry about how my character got into the story, btw. I WILL BE REDOING THAT. I just couldn't come up with anything better at the time, because I suck.

Also, just to clear that up, my character IS an OC character. She just looks kind of like me because when I came up with her, I was in 7th grade. I've changed some aspects of her appearance since then, but…she still looks like me. Which is kind of annoying.

And YES, the title DOES mean 'This New Dream', and thank you for noticing. I just figured that it would sound cooler in Japanese, so I wrote it like that. XD

TLTL:

I also thank you for your review, however short it was. And Creed is awesome. Don't know why most people hate them so much.

For anyone wondering what my character will look like, go ahead and take a look at my deviantART page. I have a picture up there of her. You can get to it by my homepage link, or just typing in the same username that I have here. That's how you can usually find me.

Disclaimer: I do not own ToV, nor do I own Zaphias Castle. It would be awesome if I did, though.

Chapter 2: What up with the Castle?

…Ow.

No, seriously, OW. Agh, my freakin' head…what the hell happened? Did someone whack me with a bat, or something? 'Cuz that's what it feels like. Actually, it feels like every part of me got whacked by something. God, I'm achy all over! What the hell is going on?

Okay, let's think about this. Now, what's the last thing I remember? I was at home, definitely remember that. I was downstairs trying to play Assassins Creed. Stormie had left one of her games in the Xbox, right? Then I went upstairs to get a snack. There was that weird noise from downstairs, too. Didn't I go down to check what that was? Right, I did. What else? Um, I got downstairs, then I looked towards the TV...but what happened after that? I can't remember too much...just that weird feeling. Like I was moving. Then there was that pain in my back...did someone scream? Then I was picked up...then...ugh, I can't remember after that. There was nothing...

What the hell happened to me?

More importantly, where the hell am I now?

When I open my eyes, I find it easier than I thought it would be. Luckily, it's not too bright in here, so I'm saved some pain from opening my eyes. Also, I still happen to have my glasses, which I'm pretty thankful for, as I would not be happy to walk around half-blind. Done it before, not pleasant. In the dim light, I'm able to make out what's above me, seeing as I'm lying on my back.

…Thaaats not my ceiling. Last I checked, the ceiling of my house isn't made of stone.

I stare at the strange ceiling for a bit, before I realize what I'm laying on. It's kind of hard…not very comfortable. Also, I can feel what I think are sheets on top of it. When I turn my head to the right, I see that the strange bed I'm laying on is attached to the wall (which is also made of stone) by two chains on the top and bottom left corners of the bed. What the heck?

Slowly, I pull myself into a sitting position on the hard bed, looking around. It's kind of hard to see because of the dim light, but I'm in some sort of small (really small) room made completely of stone. Seriously, there's stone walls, stone floor, stone…everything, really. The only things in here that aren't made of stone are the bed (I think…), and a small toilet in the corner of the room. I don't think I'm gonna use it, though.

Even though I have no idea what's going on, I have to raise an eyebrow at my current surroundings. Because, really, It's kinda freaky. One minute, I'm at home, and the next, I'm in some sort of freaky room made of stone. With barely any light, by the way. And for some reason, the light that is visible is cut up in little segments. Why is it doing that? Narrowing my eyes in confusion, I turn myself around on the bed to see the wall behind me.

…Or…not see the wall behind me. Because there is no wall.

I do get a good view of a set of bars, though.

My mind goes 'whuuuuuuu…' for a good minute after viewing the bars behind me. Because that's how I react to everything when I first wake up. Then, it finally clicks in my mind just why there are metal bars behind me instead of another stone wall and a door.

I'm in a jail cell.

…Okay, what?

No, seriously, what? Why the hell am I in a jail cell? Wasn't I just at home not too long ago? What the fuck did I do?

I snap myself out of my panicked thoughts by slapping myself across the face. Always works. Okay…okay, calm down…try to think. I can't exactly remember how I got here…mabye I should see what I have with me. Might give me a clue.

Standing, I immediately begin to pat myself down. When I feel around in my left pocket, I find out that I still have everything that was in there with me. Which is kind of weird...don't they usually take all your personal belongings when they put you in jail?

…You know what, screw it. I'm just glad they didn't take my MP3 player.

Sighing, I pull out my phone to see If I can call my dad to let him know what's going on. However, I realize that I can't, because I have no bars. Damn. Though I was able to figure out the time, thanks to my phone's clock.

It's 3 a.m.

…There goes my sleep schedule, I guess. And just about all my freedom, because I'm pretty sure my parents are gonna ground me for an eternity for being out this late.

"Ahem! That's enough out of you. Almost meal time."

I jump at the sudden voice that comes from outside the jail cell, then turn my head in it's direction when I hear clanking footsteps coming this way. A few seconds pass, then I see a man walk in front of the cell door. Because of the dim light, it's hard to see him, but I manage to make out the glint of armor and some sort of weapon.

…Is that a knight?

When the guy (knight?) walks past my cell, I just stare in the direction he left in until I can't hear any footsteps anymore. A knight? Seriously? What am I in, some sort of dungeon? There aren't any of those in Missouri!

At least…I think not.

Slowly, I step in front of the cell door, peering outside. From here, I can see a lot better, and I can also hear better. I don't know how I didn't notice this before, but I can hear some people whispering to each other to my left, one of them closer than the other. Can't make out what they're saying, though. Also, for some strange reason, when I listen to the right, I hear…snoring.

Well, it is 3 a.m. Most people sleep at this time.

I startle slightly when I hear a small 'click' from somewhere next to me. I look to the right, and I notice the cell door. Nothing strange about that. Just to make sure, I push on it slightly to confirm that it's locked-

Only to find out that it's not. The door swings slightly open with a small 'creak'.

…Well. Isn't that convenient.

Staring, I push my hand on it again, only to make it open further. Hm…maybe that 'click' I heard was the door opening. I can't believe my luck that the guards just randomly decided to leave the door unlocked. Stupid idiots.

So…what now? Do I leave, or do I stay here like a good prisoner? It would make me look bad if I just left my cell. I could turn into a felon! Then again…I really have no idea where I am. Also, I just saw a friggin' knight, which are usually found in castles. And unless I really don't know my history, the only castle that's in the U.S is the Disney Castle. So I think I can assume that I'm not in my own country anymore.

Okay, that settles it. I'm getting out of here.

Trying to make as little noise as possible, I slip past the small opening I made with the door. Then, so nothing looks suspicious, I slowly close the door again, making sure that it doesn't creak. I vaguely notice that everything around me is also made of stone. Someone must like stone a lot.

I take a quick look at my surrounding to try to get a feel of where I am. Like I said, everything's made of stone. To my left, I can see two more cells, most likely the source of the whispering. To my right, I can see a wall made entirely of metal bars. I guess I can assume that I really am in some sort of dungeon, because I don't really think average prisons decorate like this. Also, I figured out where the snoring was coming from. A little bit past the wall I'm currently against, there's another knight-person sleeping at a wooden desk.

These guys are freakin' morons, I swear to god…

I just settle with making a sort of 'tch' sound and rolling my eyes before moving towards the guy's desk area.

That is, until I hear footsteps coming from outside the room.

FUCK.

"Shitshishiiiit…" I mumble to myself, frantically looking for a place to hide. I could just go back to my cell, but I don't think I'll make it in time. Dammit, what can I hide behind?

My eyes land on a box behind the guards desk.

Quickly, I run behind the desk and practically dive over the large wooden box, hitting the floor with a 'thud'. Ow. I wait a few seconds behind the box, nursing my now bruised shoulder, before hearing the creaking of the metal door opening. I slowly peek my head over the side to see what it is.

As I watch, three knights walk towards the direction of the cells, ignoring the sleeping guard at the desk. I notice that one of them looks…different. His armor's a different color than the other two, and he isn't wearing a helmet. I can't see his face in the dim light, but I'm able to make out silver, shoulder length hair. Hm, weird.

The three knights disappear behind the wall where the cells are, but I can still hear their footsteps. Suddenly, the footsteps stop, and there's a loud 'creak' of a cell door opening.

"Out."

"Ah well, just when things were gettin' good."

"Hurry up."

Shortly after the small conversation, the footsteps continue, but this time, I can hear another pair of feet walking with them. I guess that they released one of the other prisoners.

"Whoa!" Thud.

The footsteps stop, and I narrow my eyes at the sudden outburst. Did one of them fall over or something?

"What are you doing? I said hurry up."

"All right, easy! I'm coming."

There's a pause, then they begin to walk again. A second later, I see them re-appear from behind the wall. As they walk past, I notice a fourth figure with them, a man in a purple coat. Then, they exit the prison.

I stay behind my box for a little bit until I can't hear their footsteps anymore, then slowly sit up, thinking about what I just saw. I mean, really...some random knight guys coming here and taking a prisoner with them at this time? Kind of strange, if you ask me.

Also, why am I getting such a sense of déjà vu? I don't know why…but I feel like I've seen this all before.

I have to duck back down again when I suddenly hear a door open in the direction of the cells. A few seconds later, there's the sound of running footsteps, and when I peer my head over the box again, I see a figure run past the guards desk, exiting through the door that the knights came from. They pause slightly when they run out the door, then make a sharp right. I can't see what they're doing, though, because the metal bars cut off behind the guard's desk, turning into a stone wall. A few seconds pass, then I hear the footsteps again, and they slowly disappear with a faint echo behind them.

…I'm gonna take a guess and say that was the other prisoner. Either we're all escape artists, or these guys just really suck at their job. I'm going for the latter.

I wait a few seconds before deciding that no more people are gonna randomly appear, then stand up from behind my box. I take a second to straighten out my appearance (coat fixed, smooth down messed up hair, make sure glasses won't fall off), then walk in the same direction that the other people walked towards, exiting through the prison door.

Well, first thing I can say, It's definitely brighter here. Directly in front of me is a large archway, showing a white stone staircase leading up. There's not really anything interesting to my left, but when I look to my right, I see two large boxes sitting on the floor, both of them open. This must have been what that person walked towards. I walk over to the boxes to see what's inside, and find a pleasantly odd surprise.

Inside the left box is my black bag, and next to it is…a sword. A sword that as I look at it, I realize that it's the katana that my parents keep in our living room.

…What?

"The fuck…?", I murmur to myself, staring at the sheathed katana for a bit, before noticing a small piece of paper attached to the scabbard. I take it off, bringing it up so I can read it.

Figured you would need this. Don't worry, I sharpened it for you. Try not to get yourself killed.

-X

I stare at the note in confusion, then look back at the katana in the box. Slowly, I reach my hand out and pick that up also. Yeah…this is definitely the sword from my house. I can see the chink in the scabbard from when I whacked my sister in the face with it. But why is it even here? And…who the hell is X? And how the hell did they know that I would need it?

…Ugh, I'm not even gonna bother anymore. My mind has been thrown for too many loops this morning, and I'm not gonna try to sort them all out now. For all I know, I could just be having a crazy dream.

Sighing in slight frustration, I place the katana next to me on the floor, then proceed to look through my bag. Surprisingly, everything's still in there, including my Black Butler mangas. Yay for the little things~! Smiling, I place the familiar bag onto my left shoulder, then grab the sword next to me before getting to my feet.

Okay, so, now what? Obviously, I can't stay here, unless I want to be thrown back into that jail cell and have god-knows-what done to me. But…can I really find a way out of here by myself? I mean, I don't even know where I am, and I'm not exactly the most directionally gifted person. Hell, I run into doors because I forget they're there! How the hell am I gonna find a way out of here by myself?

…Gah, screw it. I can hear that guard mumbling in his sleep. I'd just better go now, before I change my mind.

Well, this is easier than I'd thought it would be.

Well, not much has happened since I last talked. I walked up those stairs that I mentioned earlier, only to find myself in a HUMONGOUS room. I mean, really, it was pretty fuckin' big. And shiny looking. I would have just stood there in awe for about a half-hour (because I'm an idiot like that), if it wasn't for all the unconscious knights everywhere.

These guys must have got the shit beaten out of them by somebody, because they were just…everywhere. There was even one hanging off the edge of a balcony, which I found extremely funny at that moment. I'm gonna take a guess and say that it was that prisoner from earlier. Though it didn't really bother me much, because it just meant less sneaking around on my part.

So, after climbing a few well-placed staircases in the room, I found myself where I am now.

Traveling down an impossibly long hallway.

I've been walking down this thing for a good…two minutes now? That should give you a good estimate at how freakin' long it is, and right now, the constant 'clack'-ing of my boots is driving me insane.

Stupid marble floor and it's echo-ey hallway.

As I walk, I keep my newly acquired weapon clutched close to my chest. Because really, I have no idea when I'm gonna have to use it. I'm not gonna use the blade, or anything…I'm probably just gonna wave it around like mad until I whack someone with it. Like that one time with my sister.

That still makes me laugh every time I think about it.

I almost start dancing in joy when I finally see the end of the hallway. 'Bout damn time, too. I was starting to think I got myself trapped in some never-ending hallway!

When I walk through the large archway, I find myself inside of a large room. Not as big as the other one, but still pretty big by my standards. I notice a small pile of unconscious knights in the upper left corner of the room. How lovely. There's two other hallways attached to the western and northern walls of the room.

Well, I can hear some shouting coming from the western hallway, so I think I'll go north. Just to be safe.

It's totally not because I'm a wuss. Yeah.

…'kay maybe a little bit.

However, I only get to the center of the room before I hear rapid footsteps coming from behind me. When I turn, I see two knights run into room from the western hallway. One of them spots me.

"Hey! Who the hell are you?"

"Identify yourself!"

SHIT.

"Meep!", I manage to squeak, before bolting towards the hallway. My fear only rises when I hear their footsteps close in behind me.

The hallway that I run into is shorter than the one before, so before long I find myself in a larger hallway. Jesus Christ, how big IS this place?

I keep running trying my best to outpace the knights behind me. I can't hear their footsteps right now, so I'm guessing they haven't made it into the room yet. They're gonna get here soon, though, and I need to get the hell out of here before-

"AGH!"

Apparently, the world has decided to screw me today, because I am suddenly yanked to the right by a hand grabbing my right arm, pulling me inside of a room that I didn't notice. As I'm pulled inside, medium sized doors close behind me, and I find myself pinned by a pair of arms wrapped around me.

Crap, I got caught.

Immediately, I begin struggling, but whoever has me has one hell of a grip. I'm barely doing a thing against this person, so I just settle with trying to kick their legs out.

"Hey, quit it!", they yell, and I confirm from their voice that it's a guy. Great. "Calm down!"

"Agh! Let me go, bastard!", I scream, and continue my flailing. Or at least, my attempts at flailing, seeing as this guy has me completely immobilized. I'm pretty sure that I'm doing some damage, though, because the guy grunts in pain when I give him a solid kick to the shin. Take that, asshole! I'm wearin' biker boots!

"Please, calm down! We're only trying to help!"

I stop flailing at the female voice, and when I look up, I see the source of the voice. A pink-haired girl in a blue dress is standing in front of me, a worried expression on her face.

"H-huh…?" I stammer, staring at confusion at the girl in front of me. When did she get here? "W…who are you?"

"I don't really think that's the issue here." I turn my head around to look at who just spoke, but from the way he's pinning me, I only get a good look of his shoulder.

"…What?" I manage to say, still trying to get a good look at the guy's face. Which I'm utterly failing at, by the way, because this guy is pretty tall. And I'm still being pinned by him, so I just keep getting a good look at his shoulder.

Okay, this is getting uncomfortable. As best I can, I try to look somewhere near this guy's face. I only get a view of somewhere next to his head, "Uh…would you mind letting me go? Please?"

"You gonna bolt as soon as I do?" I shake my head at his question. "Okay then."

And then, to my relief, I am released. I stumble a little bit as I hit the floor, as he was kind of holding me above the ground. When I make sure that I'm not going to fall on my face, I finally manage to get a look at the guy behind me.

A man, probably a little older than me, stands behind me. He's got long hair that's a sort of dark…grayish-purple, I'd say, with grey eyes that look slightly suspicious of me. I can't really describe his outfit, because it doesn't make much sense to me. It's mainly black, except for some light grey boots, and a gold bracelet around his left wrist.

…

…Why does he look so familiar?

"Do I know you?"

The man looks at me in confusion. "Uh…what?"

It takes me a second to realize that I randomly asked him something without thinking about it. "Ah, sorry!", I exclaim, slapping my forehead with the palm of my hand. I'm an idiot, I really am. "Sorry, I wasn't thinking when I said that. I've had…a really weird morning so far."

He raises an eyebrow at me. "Okay…does being chased by the knights have anything to do with that?"

I flinch at his statement. So blunt. "Well…that's half of it." I look at him again, and my mind suddenly flashes back to the prison. "Hey, wait a sec…" Now I know where I've seen him! "You're that other prisoner, aren't you?"

He gives me a confused look, so I continue. "The guy that went out of the prison after the group of knights…that was you, right?"

"Yeah…", he answers, raising an eyebrow at me. "But how'd you know that?"

"I was in the prison. How else would I know?"

"I didn't see anyone else in the other cell. Where were you?"

"I was hiding behind a box behind the guard's desk."

"How did you manage to escape?" I turn my head in the direction of the new voice, to see the girl from earlier. Huh, forgot she was there.

I cross my arms and grin at her. "Because the guards are idiots and forgot to lock my cell door." I hear the man snort at my statement, and my grin gets larger. "Are all these guys like that at three in the morning? They're all running around like maniacs out there."

I see the girl blush at that, and that makes me suspicious, for some reason. "By the way…", I begin, glancing at the both of them, "Why are you two hiding out in here?"

"Same reason you're in here," the man says, and I look at him, "Hiding from the knights."

"Excuse me, but I didn't exactly come in here by myself.", I remind him, raising an eyebrow. "If I remember correctly, you guys pulled me in here against my will."

"Yeah, but you were being chased by knights, so I think we actually did you a favor." Touché, random man. Touché.

…Y'know, I find it so weird that I was just trying to kick this guy's legs out, and now we're just having a casual conversation. Honestly, I'm having a really weird morning.

"Um, Yuri…" I hear the girl mumble. I turn to look at her, and I see she has a hand raised hesitantly, like she has something to say. "We need to hurry. Flynn…"

"Yeah, yeah, I know," the man states, waving a hand at her. I glance at him. His name's Yuri? Really? He doesn't look like a Farmer George, though…hehe.

…Wait a second…Yuri…why is that familiar to me? I mean, I have a friend named Yuri at school, but that's not why it's so familiar. Not to mention the nagging feeling that I've seen him somewhere other than when he was leaving the prison. Dammit, where the hell do I know him from?

"…gonna do?"

"Hm-wha?" I snap my head up at the voice directed at me. "Sorry, wasn't listening."

"I said what are you gonna do?", Yuri says to me. "You can't stay here forever, y'know."

Huh…I wasn't thinking about that. Now that I'm looking around, I can see that we're in some sort of dining hall. I guess this is where all those knights eat during the day. If that's the case, I really can't stay here, unless I want them to find me in the morning when the cooks come in to make the food. That would be unpleasant.

"…You have a point there." I mumble. I turn to them clapping my hands together. "You guys mind if I join your little escape group? We all seem to have the same goal here, so why not?"

"You think you can defend yourself?" At Yuri's question, I hold up my katana, which is still sheathed in its' scabbard.

"I got this thing. I don't know how to use it, but I'm pretty sure I can just whack whoever gets in my way." I then point to the bag on my shoulder. "If that doesn't work, I can just whack them with this thing. I've got some pretty heavy crap in here."

"Okay then." he replies, grinning at my response. "Just to let you know, we have to make a little detour before we get out of here. That okay with you?"

"Eh, fine with me. As long as I can get out of here at some point."

"Alright then." he says, then heads toward the door. "C'mon, we've wasted enough time here already."

I nod, then follow behind him, and I notice that the girl in the blue dress fall in behind me. I guess we're both just following him.

Doesn't matter to me, as long I can get out of here.

About the whole 'Farmer George' thing up there…that's sort of an inside joke. I figured out that the name 'Yuri' is a name that came from the name George, and that it means 'farmer' in Russian. I thought it was funny, so I combined the two and came up with Farmer George. I call my friend Yuri that all the time, to his confusion. Haha.

It's really annoying writing this story when my character doesn't realize that she's in a video game yet. It really is. I'm gonna make it so that she figures that out in the next chapter, so I can stop STRESSING over it.

Next time: What do you mean I'm in a video game?