p style="text-align: center;"emstrong~Done my time and served my sentencebr /Dress me up and watch me diebr /If it feels good, tastes goodbr /It must be minebr /Dynasty decapitatedbr /You just might see a ghost tonight~br / br /~Emperor's New Clothes, Panic! At the Disco - Death of a Bachelor/strong/ememstrong~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~br / br /~~~~~~~ZARA'S DREAM~~~~~~/strong/em/p
p style="text-align: left;"br /She suddenly woke up in her covers and bed. The moonlight fighting through the window blankets of her room. She got out of bed and looked around the room. Something awfully didn't feel, right. Her eyes felt droopy and she felt the eye bags start to form. She walked out of bed and headed to the window. Looking out the window, the reflective glass makes Zara seem even more suspicious. As she looked out the window, she saw a figure go to the door. "Dad?" She whispered. She ran downstairs and unlocked the door, only to realize, no one was there. "What?" She muttered. Zara quickly shut the door again only to hear a huge bang coming from upstairs. br / br /Her breathing became faster and heavier, as the thought of something lurking in the shadows. "I should just go back to bed." She sighed and headed back to her room upstairs. Wiping her eyes she held in the railings to support herself as she ascended each step. But when she reached the top of the second floor, she saw Harley Quinn, bleeding everywhere and large wounds and gashes on her stomach and chest. Her hands painted messily with blood and bruises on her skin. Zara's eyes widen at the scene as she walked over her body. It was at the entrance of The Joker and Harley's bedroom. She opened the bedroom to see Batman break into the window. She was in Batman's line of sight as glass shattering around her and stabbing her pale skin. br / br /She yelped in panic and stumbled back as Batman towered over her. "No!" She screamed and bolted out the door. She ran down the stairs and heard the mighty footsteps get louder behind her. "S***!" She ran to the front door, desperately trying to unlock it. "Help! Help! Daddy! Please help! He's out to get me! Daddy please help me!" Zara yelled at the top of her lungs. Unfortunately, Batman caught her first as he held her up by her neck. "Let me go you bast***!" She started to yell and struggle her way out of his grasp. Batman then suddenly had a chain and tied the chain around her neck and to the top of the staircase. "Let me go!" She gagged. The chain dug into her throat and she was swinging in mid-air. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. "It's just dream!" She tried to yell and yanked out the glass that got stuck into her wrist and a sudden rush of pain exploded all throughout her body from her neck to her wrist, bleeding so much and she woke up./p
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p style="text-align: left;"Zara woke up screaming and flailing everywhere while she felt someone shake her violently, telling her to wake up. "It's me! It's me! Zara its okay!" Flag yelled as he held her shoulders. He was able to calm her down and she stopped screaming. She was crying and her PJs stuck to her skin from her sweat that stuck like glue. She broke down and sobbed into Rick Flag's chest as the nightmare played non-stop in her twisted mind of hers. Flag let go of her as she tightly wrapped her arms in a hug. He wrapped his arms around her comfortably, as he felt her calm down. She sniffled and let go of him, as they departed each other. br / br /Zara's sapphire eyes looking around confused. He was in a pair of PJs and appeared to be in Rick Flag's bedroom and bed. "I had a nightmare." She muttered weakly. "I know. You woke me up with your screaming." Rick Flag said calmly. "What's around your neck?" He asked concerned. She touched it and winched in pain a little. She felt the chain pattern still fresh and embedded in her skin. Something wet also hit her palm, and warm. She looked down and saw her wrist bleeding from where she took out the glass. She looked dazed and confused as the blood trickled down her forearm. Flag said something but her hearing felt distorted and her vision faded before she even knew it./p
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p style="text-align: left;"She woke up again, and it was still pretty dark outside and saw Flag talking to another woman. She is pretty. She had her hair in a messy bun, her skin was peachy and her eyes were blue as the sky. She looked flawless. She was wearing a pair of joggers, Brooklyn tee, a long cardigan and a pair of black high cut All-Stars. br / br /"Rick?" Zara said meekly, getting up to lean on the headset of the bed. "Zara, this is June Moone, my friend. She's the one who stitched up your wrist there." He said calmly pointing at her right wrist. "Thank you." She said. "What happened? Where am I?" She said concerned. She would've stood up, but her energy drained out of her long ago. "Well, you passed out from blood loss and you are in my bedroom and house." Rick said, handing her a glass of water. br / br /"Well, Now I know that she's fine and you, you are fine, I guess it'll be heading out." June said. Her voice soft and soothing. "Are you sure? You should stay, and we'll drive together in the morning." Rick said. June sighed. "Okay, just because you live closer to work and for," she stopped and looked at Zara. There was concern even in June's eyes. Even though Zara had never met her and she could tell that June cared about her. "Zara." She said. "For Zara's safety." June smiled and wrapped her cardigan tighter around her body. "I'll slip into the guest room. Goodnight, Zara. Flag." She said and headed out. "Goodnight." Zara said kindly. She knew she'd like her instantly. She buried herself into the covers as Rick turned off the lights and returned to the bed. Zara cuddled a tiny bit closer to Flag as she laid her head against his chest. She felt Rick tense up a bit a bit them relaxed, and both fell asleep./p
p style="text-align: left;"br /She suddenly woke up in her covers and bed. The moonlight fighting through the window blankets of her room. She got out of bed and looked around the room. Something awfully didn't feel, right. Her eyes felt droopy and she felt the eye bags start to form. She walked out of bed and headed to the window. Looking out the window, the reflective glass makes Zara seem even more suspicious. As she looked out the window, she saw a figure go to the door. "Dad?" She whispered. She ran downstairs and unlocked the door, only to realize, no one was there. "What?" She muttered. Zara quickly shut the door again only to hear a huge bang coming from upstairs. br / br /Her breathing became faster and heavier, as the thought of something lurking in the shadows. "I should just go back to bed." She sighed and headed back to her room upstairs. Wiping her eyes she held in the railings to support herself as she ascended each step. But when she reached the top of the second floor, she saw Harley Quinn, bleeding everywhere and large wounds and gashes on her stomach and chest. Her hands painted messily with blood and bruises on her skin. Zara's eyes widen at the scene as she walked over her body. It was at the entrance of The Joker and Harley's bedroom. She opened the bedroom to see Batman break into the window. She was in Batman's line of sight as glass shattering around her and stabbing her pale skin. br / br /She yelped in panic and stumbled back as Batman towered over her. "No!" She screamed and bolted out the door. She ran down the stairs and heard the mighty footsteps get louder behind her. "S***!" She ran to the front door, desperately trying to unlock it. "Help! Help! Daddy! Please help! He's out to get me! Daddy please help me!" Zara yelled at the top of her lungs. Unfortunately, Batman caught her first as he held her up by her neck. "Let me go you bast***!" She started to yell and struggle her way out of his grasp. Batman then suddenly had a chain and tied the chain around her neck and to the top of the staircase. "Let me go!" She gagged. The chain dug into her throat and she was swinging in mid-air. Back and forth. Back and forth. Back and forth. "It's just dream!" She tried to yell and yanked out the glass that got stuck into her wrist and a sudden rush of pain exploded all throughout her body from her neck to her wrist, bleeding so much and she woke up./p
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p style="text-align: left;"Zara woke up screaming and flailing everywhere while she felt someone shake her violently, telling her to wake up. "It's me! It's me! Zara its okay!" Flag yelled as he held her shoulders. He was able to calm her down and she stopped screaming. She was crying and her PJs stuck to her skin from her sweat that stuck like glue. She broke down and sobbed into Rick Flag's chest as the nightmare played non-stop in her twisted mind of hers. Flag let go of her as she tightly wrapped her arms in a hug. He wrapped his arms around her comfortably, as he felt her calm down. She sniffled and let go of him, as they departed each other. br / br /Zara's sapphire eyes looking around confused. He was in a pair of PJs and appeared to be in Rick Flag's bedroom and bed. "I had a nightmare." She muttered weakly. "I know. You woke me up with your screaming." Rick Flag said calmly. "What's around your neck?" He asked concerned. She touched it and winched in pain a little. She felt the chain pattern still fresh and embedded in her skin. Something wet also hit her palm, and warm. She looked down and saw her wrist bleeding from where she took out the glass. She looked dazed and confused as the blood trickled down her forearm. Flag said something but her hearing felt distorted and her vision faded before she even knew it./p
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p style="text-align: left;"She woke up again, and it was still pretty dark outside and saw Flag talking to another woman. She is pretty. She had her hair in a messy bun, her skin was peachy and her eyes were blue as the sky. She looked flawless. She was wearing a pair of joggers, Brooklyn tee, a long cardigan and a pair of black high cut All-Stars. br / br /"Rick?" Zara said meekly, getting up to lean on the headset of the bed. "Zara, this is June Moone, my friend. She's the one who stitched up your wrist there." He said calmly pointing at her right wrist. "Thank you." She said. "What happened? Where am I?" She said concerned. She would've stood up, but her energy drained out of her long ago. "Well, you passed out from blood loss and you are in my bedroom and house." Rick said, handing her a glass of water. br / br /"Well, Now I know that she's fine and you, you are fine, I guess it'll be heading out." June said. Her voice soft and soothing. "Are you sure? You should stay, and we'll drive together in the morning." Rick said. June sighed. "Okay, just because you live closer to work and for," she stopped and looked at Zara. There was concern even in June's eyes. Even though Zara had never met her and she could tell that June cared about her. "Zara." She said. "For Zara's safety." June smiled and wrapped her cardigan tighter around her body. "I'll slip into the guest room. Goodnight, Zara. Flag." She said and headed out. "Goodnight." Zara said kindly. She knew she'd like her instantly. She buried herself into the covers as Rick turned off the lights and returned to the bed. Zara cuddled a tiny bit closer to Flag as she laid her head against his chest. She felt Rick tense up a bit a bit them relaxed, and both fell asleep./p