A/N: Hello again loyal readers! I'm back again and thankfully quicker than last time, anyhow before you start reading I should warn you that I (in some obvious places) hid something's that you may or may not want to look for, depending fully on your interest that is. But because I'm trying this new type of thing if you find it and don't really like it then tell me and I'll take it out or something, oh and one last thing I'm using new dividers because I don't really like the ones I was using before :3
Fists contact, I met him personally today… and things where just as I thought they were. His eyes showed the signs of manipulation and it was only a matter of time before what lurks inside him begins its power struggle with the rest, if I had not taken him as my own sooner… well there is a certain white dragoness who reaps the consequences of such effects. But now that I have saved him from such pain and suffering I can only hope he follows the path of a hero and not that of a tyrant for that would end badly for us all, but he is pure of heart and mind and I do not question his reliability. Tomorrow we will practice his new skills and ability's so I may asses his level of skill and finesse, for the shattered kingdom of the north will certain play a very large role in all of this. And while that war wages on I can only hope peace will come of this, heavens know they all deserve it.
"Fuck…" I spat as I walked down the hallway, still angered deeply that she still couldn't see fact or reason. How does one just forgive the people that killed most of her people? Whatever the guardians told her or did to her seems to be very effective because her blind devotion seems to be unmatched… I feel bad for Spyro knowing what lies will be fed to him as well over time, I just hope he doesn't succumb to it. I don't feel like seeing another one of my kin lose his free will
"Zell?" asked a voice from behind with such grace and finesse I couldn't doubt who it was
"Ya, what is it Luna?" I said calmly looking around to face her, the look on her face was something between disappointment and sympathy oddly enough
"I overheard your… conversation back there" she paused
"And I can't help but wonder, why do you hate their religion so much? I know that some of the things they did are just unredeemable. But to transfer that hate to every other person that shares that same faith seems to me just unjust" I felt my mental stability falter and crack more than it already had, do I really need to make my point more obvious? I guess so
"It's because like what you said, what they did is unredeemable. They limit themselves to one narrow point of view where the ultimate goal is to please some fake creator who willed the death of an entire people just because they were different and stood in their way of building this city and others! … One thing I have noticed is that everyone who is a part of this evil shares the same state of mind. And I especially hate it when they manipulate their children into believing it and if they don't then it's to the streets with them…"
I may have tried to keep my calm but my anger was just too much I guess, and after the fact I felt sort of bad for yelling at her
"Sorry" I added looking away somewhat ashamed, I hear her sigh
"Good, at least we share the exact same point of view in this matter" what? I looked back at her with narrowed eyes
"What are you talking about?" in response she grinned and said
"I just wanted to see to what extent you hated it and if it really was your hate for it fuelling this and not some personal thing, turns out I was right. Seems like you hate it the same way I do"
"And that would be?" I asked quickly afterwards
"Like me you hate how it consumes all with lies and limits our possibilities, and all the death that surrounds it" we both paused for a moment as I took in this new knowledge, so I was not as alone in this matter as I thought, a comforting feeling washed over me. Not so alone… It's been a long time since I had ever felt like I had in any real meaning to people, even if this example right now was just a bare minimum it still felt nice. I just wish it would have lasted longer because out of nowhere Jax appears right behind me and nearly scares me to death by yelling 'hey' as loud as he can causing me to spin around with such speed I end up tripping on my tail and falling to the floor with a thud, I got back up in a fraction a second to look at him… that idiot
"Got you a good one didn't I Zell?" he said laughing along with Luna, my face promptly shaded itself red. I never liked being laughed at, in fact I would go as far as to say that I hate it. Through Luna's laughter I heard her speak
"Oh don't take it too hard Zell, it's good to laugh every once and a while you know" she said walking closer to me
"And I think you really need to laugh sometimes, its unhealthy not to" she said calmingly
"I hope you know that she's right Zell, you're just too serious sometimes. You really just need to relax and just enjoy things" suggested Jax
"Whatever" I said annoyed as I strode away with my pride hurt but not crushed
"Hey where do you think you're going?" Luna asked almost surprised as I tried to walk past her, and in the unhappy state I was in I just tried to push past her but that failed when she put up more of a fight and held her ground. I looked at her with slight anger and tried my way around her only to be stopped again, we were face to face again and she looked back at me with slight disappointment and what I could possibly see as empathy in her eyes
"You know, you never used to be like this… you used to be so nice and kind" she paused and I could tell she was contemplating something
"I know what happened to you and know what it's like and how horrible it was but just remember. it happened to us all as well." Anger shot through me in an instant, how could they possibly know what it's like? They didn't have everyone's life in their care, they didn't make the decisions on whether to leave a few of us behind for the benefit of the others, they didn't need to decide if saving a life was really worth it! A retort formed and was released before I could control myself
"HOW WOULD YOU KNOW WHAT IT'S LIKE?!"I yelled at her filled with a primal rage that burned like a fire hotter than any other
"HOW COULD YOU POSIBLY KNOW THE VALUE OF ONE'S LIFE COMPARED TO THE OTHER?! DID YOU EVER NEED TO KNOW THAT? DID YOU?" as I spoke I only grew louder and more out of control and tears threatened to spill from my eyes
"OR DID YOU EVER NEED TO LEAVE SOMEONE BEHIND FULLY KNOWING YOU CONDEMED THEM TO DEATH!" she was about to talk but I silenced her, I was more than unwilling to hear what petty words she had to say
"AND IT'S NEVER OVER! EVERY DAY THAT GOES BY I AM REMINDED OF THOSE I LEFT BEHIND OR COULDEN'T HELP, I'M ALWAYS REMINDED OF THOSE I KILLED FOR THE OTHERS!" Now I was crying, I could feel it. But it did little to stop me
"SO DON'T YOU EVER SAY THAT YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I WENT THROUGH! NOT UNTIL YOU YOURSELF HAVE PLAYED GOD AND KILLED OTHERS YOU WISHED TO SAVE!" now I was faltering, my words where hitching and I could feel the light splash of my tears as they hit the hard stone floor… she would never know what it was like. And a part of me was happy that it was that way, but the other more vengeful side wished she felt every ounce of pain I did. I sat back on my haunches and just began crying, she had opened old wounds I had been trying so hard to forget, and even though I had said my bit there was one thing left to say
"I w-was lucky enough to save you guys… I don't know what I would do if I lost even one more of you" I shut my eyes and before I knew it I was done, all the pent up rage and hate was expelled from me and I had no more to give, but why. Why do I still feel so broken?
'esuaceb, htob ruoy dnim dna lous era sa nekorb sa uoy leef yeth era. eW erew reven dengised rof siht, slatrom hcus sa ew erew reven tnaem ot dloh hcus rewop dna lortnoc, htiw ti semoc gnihton tub deerg dna tsul. gnihtemoS uoy wonk lla ot llew…' more sadness flooded me, the voice was back and more distorted then when I last heard it. The distortion sounded almost like backwards sound, and it's contend was locked behind it.
"Your right… I know nothing about this, and I am so sorry" The dragon that spoke was Luna, and just by hearing her voice I could tell she as well was on the verge of tears
"You should have left me do die with the rest…" she looked me in the eye for a moment and I saw something I wish I hadn't, in them I seen the all too familiar pain that told me I had done something very wrong, within seconds she was running down the hall faster than she would normally run. What have I done?
"And that, Spyro is why the marked ones where driven out and the other inhabitants converted" said Cynder as she finished her, gruesome tail… everything that I just heard within the last hour has done nothing to make me understand the religion that I was a part of, it only helped in making me see just how horrible and cruel dragons can be to one another. I felt… unclean, impure. Like all the good I have done couldn't match up to what we dragons did all those years ago
"You okay Spyro?" asked a confused Cynder as she looked at me with curious eyes, eyes I once thought held potential, but now… I don't know about that anymore, how someone could take pride in knowing they are a part of a culture that killed, raped and tortured innocent dragons that where merely here before us? It was enough to make me scream in anger, but I didn't.
"Ya… I'm fine" I said looking away from her, now my one question is who manipulated her into believing all of this, there is no way the Cynder I knew would believe in all of this and I will do what I can to fix this that is for damn sure. And find who did this to her, but I have a good guess already as to who it was.
"Are you sure? You seem a little… off"
"No I'm fine, just tiered is all" I said standing up and jumping off her bed
"So if you don't mind me I'm going to bed"
"But you don't have a room yet" said Cynder quickly after hearing me say that, I stopped. She did have a point I don't really have a place to stay let alone sleep in
"Your right I don't" I said stopping in my tracks and turned around to face her, and just by looking at her features I could tell she was contemplating something
"You know…" she started
"You can always sleep here if you need to" said Cynder with some hesitation, and with my anger slowly diminishing I began to think a little more clearly and decided that I would stay the night with her, after all where else would I go? Not like I even have a room of my own to sleep in
"Then I guess I will be sleeping here with you" I said with a small grin, she returned it and lay down in her bed, shifting multiple times before finally resting in her place. A single candle that burned created a flickering light that danced across her black scales and at that moment I remember what I had originally felt for this dragon creeping back into me, there was no denying it I was in love and with a most beautiful yet cunning dragoness. And even though I wanted nothing more than to be with her I just don't know if that would be the right choice, I mean there are more people now and I would find it very selfish if I did not at least get to know them all before making my move. And not only that but there was the fear of rejection, what if Cynder doesn't even feel the same way… it is a very real possibility and one I shouldn't deny, why does everything half to be so confusing? Why can't it just be simple and straight forward?
'Because that would just be too easy' It was him…
'You know I can hear you right?'
'I know you can, but why are you talking to me now of all times?' I asked bitterly, still not over the trauma he made me endure
'So what now I can't even talk to you?' I mentally sighed
'Whatever, what did you want to talk to me about? Because I know there's more of a reason than I just wanted to talk' I asked just wanting him… or her to be gone, in all truth I don't even know if it had a gender, the voice could be from anyone's
'I just wanted you to know something… regarding Cynder'
'Then what is it? and you better tell me now, I have had enough of you dodging my questions' I demanded needing to know what he was hiding
'well… a while back before we even made it to Warfang I… how to explain it… well in short I may have inadvertently caused Cynder to gain this sudden interest in religion' anger flared through me
'I should have known it was you who did this!'
'Please calm down Spyro, look I will explain it to you later but for now you have a very confused Cynder trying to contact you' suddenly I heard Cynder's voice yelling at me
"SPYRO!" she shouted causing me to flinch and refocus my eyes on her
"Y-yea?' I dumbly asked
'Nice going'
'Shut up'
"Are you sure you're okay?" she asked quite confused as she looked down at me from her bed
"Ya like I said just tired is all"
"Alright then…" she said sceptically while resting her head down on her bed, a few moments passed as I looked back at what my other half told me but was yet again pulled from that by Cynder
"Are you just going to stand there? Or are you going to actually get some sleep" she said smiling slightly at me, and in response I jumped up onto the bed on the other side and lay like Cynder facing the door with her, for a long while we both just absentmindedly wandered off into our own mental worlds. It was this moment I decide to look back at what had all just transpired within the past few days and by doing so I placed them all down in chronological order and it went like this.
Defeated Malefor, flew back to Warfang with a dying Cynder…, my other half took control of me and did something to Cynder, I wake up, Told to attend a meeting, and Cynder told me about this religion she seems to hold dearly and now I am here… but those where only the resent things. A thought crossed the void and entered my mind, it was one I wish to have forgotten but I knew there was no way to avoid it anymore. Tears streamed down my face, Ignitus is dead. I thought solemnly as I just continued to sit there and silently bleed my emotions, why him of all dragons? He was the least deserving of them all, and why do I deserve to have had him taken away from me!? I mean look at it, I saved the guardians, I saved Cynder, I saved all live, I SAVED the whole world and this is what I get!?'
Rage quickly consumed me replacing my sadness from before.
'WHAT MORE DO I NEED TO DO!? WHAT ELSE IS THERE TO SAVE!? I SPENT MY WHOLE LIFE TRYING TO SAVE THIS FUCKING WORLD AND YET IT STILL TRYES TO TAKE FROM ME!? IT TOOK MY CHILDHOOD, MY BLOOD, MY SWEAT, MY TEARS, MY COMPLETE AND UTTER DEVOTION, MY TIME AND ULTIMATELY MY INOCENSE!' My tears long ceased to be ones of sadness, they were now ones of rage and anger. My once sad expression was now one of a complete malice and hate, how could the world take so much from me? By now my sobs could be heard my Cynder who after a while realised them as mine
"Spyro?!" She asked looking at me from the other end of the bed, eyes deep with concern
"Spyro what's wrong?" she said to me as she made her way to my side and placed a wing around me…
"Is everything okay?" she asked in a much calmer voice
"No… Nothings okay" I said with my voice distorted by my sadness, I could tell she was perplexed by what I had just said. But regardless she continued on trying to find a way into my thoughts
"Then what's wrong?" I remained silent besides my sobs
"Please Spyro, Tell me what's wrong" again I remained silent
"Look Spyro you can trust me, I just want to help you" her words where convincing and I felt the urge to tell her but held my ground, but why? I was now suddenly confused, why wouldn't I tell her? That was a good question… all of a sudden I feel her press up against me harder and hold me tighter
"Please" she said with a voice full of caring emotion that seemed to slightly fill and empty void within me, suddenly I spoke
"Everything is wrong" I said finally breaking under pressure
"And why is that?" Cynder asked still as caringly as ever
"Because" I said my voice cracking
"Ignitus is dead Cynder, he's dead" fresh hot tears where created upon me saying this
"Cynder why is it that even though I gave everything I had to save this world, it still takes form me?" I said with my eyes still closed shut
"I give it my all and in the end it still just wants more from me… Why Cynder why?" I am waiting for an answer I knew would never come, I want to know why my all isn't enough and why the worlds just wants to take more and more away from me
"I… I don't know Spyro" she said defeated
"I don't know why, even after all of this we still end up paying the price. Especially with a life…" her voice was filled with sorrow as well, and it made her all the more relatable… I froze, I opened my eyes and look Cynder right in her eyes, what about her past? I thought, what had it taken from her?
I cringe at my thoughts, she has lost more than me… I felt selfish and horrible, here I was going over how bad my life is when she lived and is living one a hundred times harder than mine, what I had lost was nothing compared to her, nothing at all. A sadness like no other seeped into me and started eating at me, slowly driving me to deeper darker thoughts
"But it doesn't matter anymore Spyro, you made it through. And while you may have lost a lot on the way in the end you did it Spyro, you did what no other could do, you saved the world Spyro. You stood against impossible odds, took chances and ultimately saved the world!" she exclaimed
"So why look at the past? Why look at the darker moments when you can look at where we are now, I mean look at it. We probably aren't even supposed to be alive yet we are, and while you may have had to lose a lot in the end things turned out well" … But it was us that did everything not me, why is she saying that?
"B-But It was us who did all of that, not just me" I said slightly calming myself by driving my attention away from my dark thoughts
"No Spyro, I was just the help. And even if I wanted to be more it's not like many would accept it… all I am to most is an evil being who deserves to die" her breath had hitched after saying the last part indicating a deep emotional pain was still left inside her. One I knew was only all too real, without even thinking I got up and wrapped my wing around Cynder catching her by surprise, when I lay back down I find her confused face looking at me. It was then that I realised what I had done, and while I was still trying to wrap my head around just why I had done such a thing words spilled from my maw filled with conveying emotion
"Cynder you where more than just my help, you where my hope. Without you I would have never made it through everything I did, if you weren't there or where fully possessed by Malefor I would have just given up Cynder… without you I would have just given up and died, Cynder you are the embodiment of my hope" as I spoke I seen her already fractured composure disintegrate leaving her with tears flowing down her face, but I was not yet done
"And you are so much more than what people make you out to be, Cynder you are strong. Possibly stronger than me, so please don't let what others say bring you down, Because like I said you are so much more than the spoken word could ever say" and like that I was done and left a bit stunned by what I had all said
'You can thank me later'
'Was that you?' I asked my other half somewhat wary
'Well sort of, all those words and actions where yours I just put them into perspective for you'
'Really?' before I got an answer I heard Cynder's voice
"D-do you really mean it?" she simply asked and again I spoke but this time fully aware
"Yes Cynder, I do" her eyes where slick with tears but held a warm glow that drew me to stare at them, she laid her head on my shoulder
"Why Spyro? Why are you always so selfless like this?" her words struck me as strange, I was not really expecting them or fully understanding them. But she cleared that all up soon after
"Just a moment ago I was the one comforting you as you were breaking down and at the slightest sign of sadness you throw that all aside and help me instead." Now with my saddening thoughts fully driven out of my mind I could clearly answer her
"Because I am just paying back the debt, you were by my side when I needed you the most and now I can tell that you will be needing help like I did" she looked up at me and our eyes crossed for what seemed like the hundredth blissful time
"Why are you so nice to me?" I just smiled
"Because I don't know anyone who could possibly be as kind as you are, that and you deserve it" this simple answer seemed to satisfy her as she seemed to stare at me wordlessly. But such things where not meant to last forever
"I guess we both need each other than" she said lowering her head to the soft bed
"Ya… we do"
"Can you… can you make me a promise?" she asked questioningly still looking ahead of us
"Anything" with a sigh she continued
"Can you promise me that so long as we live that we will always be the others support?"
"Of course I can" I said smiling
"Good" with that done Cynder blew out the candle leaving us in darkness where I promptly fell asleep and I forgot, for at least the moment all my worries. It was my first night in a while that I had actually gotten some good sleep, thank the ancestors.
My eyes shot open in fear and shock and I quickly got up from the floor I was sleeping on, I looked around the dark room I was in and quickly realised it as my own
"Damn, another one…" I said to myself
"Another what Donavan?" Out of reflex I turn my head towards the speaker and see Alow still sitting on my bed now awake, it took me a moment to remember she asked me a question
"Nothing… it was nothing" I said laying back down still a little shaken from my nightmare that seemed to be happening more often now
"Well it doesn't sound like it at all, are you sure it was nothing?"
"It's…" I looked at her and stopped, on any given day I would have just dismissed it and told her a lie but for some reason I felt like I could trust her with this… and that it would be wrong to lie to her. I don't know why but I just do, I let out a sigh
"I've been having… these dreams lately and they just won't stop" I said in defeat averting my gaze and sitting on my haunches
"Dreams about what?" she asked nicely yet at the very same time concerned, I paused unsure exactly how to word it.
"Their… these Dreams that don't even seem to be mine, it's like I'm trapped in someone else's body and forced to hear every thought they think and see everything they do… most of the time I am the same old pink dragoness with short jagged horns, piercing blue eyes and a diamond pendant. Usually with her I would end up seeing what I'm guessing to be the worst moments of her life… some of the things she has seen and had been forced do are just demoralizing. There's also another I see as well" When I finished talking I noticed that I had absentmindedly looked away from her while talking so I turn my head back to facing her, but when I look at her I notice a distinct change in her demeanor. She seemed to have all of a sudden become very serious for reasons I don't even know
"Who is this other person you see in your dreams?" she asked just as seriously, I was a bit taken back by her sudden change but continued on regardless, a little bit intrigued as to why she seemed so interested
"On rare occasions I have the same thing happen to me but with another flame read dragon, and all the moments I see from him are usually times when he… 'Kills' other dragons if you could even call it that, or times when he appears to be what I think contemplating the end" I shiver at the thought of some of the grotesque things I seen him do to his own kin, as well as the horrific thoughts that pass his mind. I hated how he would savagely rip any enemy apart piece by piece, giving them a slow death" my voice hitched on the last few words remembering the experience part by par while feeling happy about it
"What do you mean by contemplating the 'end'?" she asked still ever so serious
"You know… like" I motioned my paw sliding across my neck, she seemed to instantly understand
"I see, this is rather strange I have never heard of such things. . ." she paused for a second and seemed to be contemplating something
"I may be able to fix it though or at least understand it a bit better, if you let me back into your mind again that is" now that was a hard question to answer, of course I want to stop these frightful dreams but can I really trust her? I have only known her for a short while, but she does seem nice… oh well what do I have to lose, right? I let out a sigh knowing the answer was my pride and reputation
"You can, just please whatever you're doing make it quick" I said somewhat distressed, the last thing I want is someone looking through my thoughts, as a response she simply nodded and strode of the bed gracefully landing on the stone floor in front of me, she reached out with a paw to my head, and when we touched something strange happened. With a flash of pure white light she vanished and to say the least I was frightened but felt strangely light headed… but the aftereffect felt nothing more than amazing for whatever strange reason, but it wore off quickly, turning my attention to my surroundings again I notice that Alow was gone and a shot of adrenaline was sent through my veins, where was she?
'Calm down I'm still here' she said flatly
'Then where are you?' I asked mentally already picking up on the strange aspects of communication with her in this condition
'I guess I should have explained this to you before, I am technically not even real… at least not to most people without the gift'
'What gift?' I said firing another question away
'The gift of the third eye, it is what lets you see me and with time and practice will reveal to you all spectral energy's that exist beyond what you can normally see and interact with, but that is only a very small fraction of what you can do with this power' so that's what I have . . . but how did I even get it in the first place? And what else can I do with it? But more importantly what are the side-effects if there are any?
'Do you know how I even got that trait?' I asked, but a reply came some time latter
'I have no Idea' was her short and to the point answer, but that wasn't satisfactory I knew she probably knew more
'Not even a guess?' I waited a while for my answer again
'Yep'
'Are you-' I was cut off
'Look I want to answer your questions and all but I really need to concentrate now okay?' I was caught a little bit of guard by her bluntness but I answered nonetheless
'Alright, sorry for the bother' I apologised
'thanks' and with that I was left to myself… well mostly that is, so I just waited around for what seemed like ages for her to complete her task, and while I was I let my mind wander
'I wonder what her past life was like…' I asked myself trying to guess what it would have been like, unfortunately I came up empty, and I simply didn't know enough about her to even make a broad guess
'Hopefully that will be fixed in time' I thought
'You can count on that' she said jumping in again and giving her piece, I shake my head
'How do you know that?'
'Let's just say I have a feeling' my brow furrows, it was a strange answer but I let it pass knowing she has more important things to do than keep a conversation with me, so yet again I let my mind wander but this time a different though sprang to mind, I remembered that my new experimental weapon was in need of some serious reworking after my old blueprint was taken away and burnt… again. So I instantly begin trying to work it out in my head determined to finally perfect it like I had been doing ever since I got here, I don't exactly know why I had suck an affinity towards weapons of war but I just did I guess.
'Okay, so what are my main problems with it at the moment… The chambering bolt's spring is two strong and won't eject the entrails, the compression chamber has a few weak points that need additional plating, I need to experiment with better rifling so I can get it perfect, I need a softer metal for the projectile because it's simply to strong, I need to find the perfect air to explosive ratio so I can get better propulsion off the main cylinder for maximum projectile speed, the mechanics need to be slimmed down to fit into the frame more properly… and I thinks that's it. Now which one will be first? Well the simplest is the chambering bolt I guess so that one is first, alright now to fix this the spring will need to either be made out of a softer metal or slimmed down perfectly so the bolt can fully return, alright so that's that now what's next? Well the compression chamber is next up so let's figure that out. Now let's see the only thing that's stopping me from just making the whole chamber thicker is the fact that most of the core mechanics are based their so the only two options I have are to make the whole frame bigger or spend the next two weeks making and experimenting with new mechanical pieces that fit… or maybe even possibly reshaping the whole chamber itself to fit around the mechanics as they are, well I guess the only thing preventing me from doing that is just how hard it will to shape the metal into what complex shapes I need, well I guess I could give it a try but' again I was cut off by her
'Ummmm Donavan what's this?' I was about to ask what but a picture flashed before my eyes and silenced me, it was from first person view of someone lying down looking over at a distressed grey dragoness as she was being pulled away by something that lay beyond the shadows that painted the whole background, her face was one of total shock and fear that seemed to resonate with me, fear also filled me
"What is that?" I asked out loud panicking a bit from an unknown fear
'I have no idea but this was in your memory, do you not remember being there?'
"Of course I don't! I don't even know who that dragoness is" the image faded giving back my vision
'Well it's not like you can have false memories, are you one hundred percent sure you were never involved with this?'
"YES!" I exclaimed frightfully looking around my room feeling like something would jump out of nowhere at any second, I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself
'There's absolutely no reason to be afraid' I told myself and took a deep breath which helped in calming myself. I opened my eyes and instinctively jump backwards, I quickly look back towards what I seen to find that it was Just Alow with a look embarrassment on her face
"Sorry" she said
"I probably should have warned you I was leaving your mind… anyway on a different note my search came up empty, the only thing that I found that was of interest was what I showed you" it took me a long moment to correct myself and answer her
"So nothing of real value?" I said standing up again
"Nope" well this sucks… I was hoping she could have at least helped a bit
"Well maybe that depends on what YOU think is of value" she said walking back over to my bed
"What do you mean by that?" I asked extremely perplexed, she giggled…
"Let's just say I accidentally came across some other memories" she said grinning while jumping back up into my bed again and laying down
"What memories? … and you know that's MY bed right?" I was still really confused, just what had she come across?
"Well sorry but I'm still really tiered, and besides this bed can hold three comfortably" she said motioning her hand across my very spacious bed… and she did have a point, I just sigh
"Fine…" I said annoyed and defeated, at least I can sleep on a bed instead of a floor now. Well I may have been able to at any point sleep in my bed but that was beside the point so with that at that I hop in on the other end of the bed which left a gap between up
"Oh and one more thing Donavan, please try and control yourself this time" I could tell just by how she said it that she was probably silently laughing but at what? … Then it crossed me and my cheeks brightened to deep red, oh no not that one. Of every single memory she could find it had to be that one… she noticed my silence
"Hey don't feel too bad about it. It happens to the best of us" she said turning around to face me with a large grin on her face, I only blushed more
"Hey I was asleep when that happened!" I said trying to defend my dignity
"Well it sure seems like otherwise, besides how do you just so happen to roll over in your sleep and coincidentally land on top of Luna in such a… position" if my cheeks could get any brighter they would have by now
"Look that was back when we were in the desert and we all needed to sleep together just to stay warm at night…" She started full out laughing now
"Don't worry Donavan I know you would never do such a thing, I was just messing with you" suddenly my embarrassment gives way to slight anger
"I thought you said you wouldn't look through my thoughts without my permission!" had she really gone back on her word already?
"Hey don't get angry at me you're the one who told me I could" she said trying to defend herself now
"Ya but not that one!"
"Well unfortunately for you I can't pick exactly what memory I want to see, but if it makes you feel any better I'm sorry I did find that" though her words did little to comfort me but I still took them as an apology, however hard it was… I still can't believe she found that though
"Anyways, like I said before we should probably get some good sleep, and trust me you will want it" she said rolling over and facing the other direction
"Why?" I asked not fully understanding why I would need rest for tomorrow, after all what more could happen. There was no more fighting to be done
"Please just trust me on this, even if you just met me I can assure you that you will want it" I stared at the back of her head unsure if I should push the subject or not… but by the looks of it she was already sleeping, I just close my eyes.
I had had enough of today and I just a fresh start tomorrow, so as my mind wanders as it slowly dazes off into sleep my thoughts mainly rest on Alow, but just before my conscience drifts away a certain thought crossed my mind, and it was safe to say that it lacked any sort of innocence
A/N: find my secrets? XD
if not don't worry it's only small little bits of detail I'm releasing that will probably be covered next chapter, anyways hope you enjoyed my writing and have a nice day.