This little one-shot probably occurs during Chapters 1 and 2, when Kit has just met Lyra. Enjoy! (And I still don't own KRDK!)
Nightmares (Kit's POV)
The whimpering pulled me out of my nightmarish dreams. I sat up, still groggy, and focused on which room it was coming from. I was surprised when I realized that it was coming from Lyra's room.
Standing, I swayed slightly and turned on the light. I blinked rapidly, waiting for my eyes to adjust to the light. Then, I walked out, heading towards Lyra's room. The whimpering increased to the point where it was almost a soft scream, and I frowned in concern. What, for Void's sake, could she be dreaming about that scared her so badly?
I knocked, knowing that it wouldn't really matter. When I didn't get a response, I walked in and saw her tossing, kicking her blankets off in a panic. I walked rapidly to her side, gently catching her by the shoulders.
"Lyra, wake up!" I said softly, not wanting to wake Chris. He didn't need to get involved.
"No…Let him go…brother," Lyra moaned, struggling, trying to get out of my grip. I didn't know who she was talking to, but it didn't sound like she was having fun.
Glancing around, I noticed that there was a glass of water on the bedside table. Out of options, I grabbed it, splashing the still-cold water on Lyra. She jerked upright, spluttering, and her wet hair clung to her face as her head whipped from side to side, trying to figure out what had happened. Her eyes finally settled on me, and I saw confusion on her face.
"What? Kit…Aw man, I didn't wake you up, did I?" Her voice was filled with annoyance, and I could hear a hint of embarrassment in her voice as well. I sat on the edge of her bed, chuckling softly.
"You woke me up from my own nightmare, for which I am grateful, by the way," I said gently. She sighed, shaking her head, and I saw her eyes glaze over for a moment as she stared at the wall, her breathing slowing as she calmed. It was like she was remembering the past, which she probably was.
"Damn." The word surprised me. "I wish they'd just leave me alone."
"What?" Okay, stupid question. The look I got told me that.
"The nightmares. I've had them for ages….Ugh." She moaned and rolled over, stubbornly ignoring the fact that her blanket and shirt were now soaking wet and cold.
"Come on," I said, rolling her back over and getting raised eyebrows in return. "Go and change in the bathroom. I'll change your sheets."
If possible, she raised her eyebrows even higher. Then, she glanced at the clock. "I'll just go ahead and get up, since it is quarter to five."
I glanced at her clock, surprised to see that she was right. I would've woken up in a few minutes anyway. "Alright, fine. You win. I'll come and change the sheets later."
"Whenever. I'll change them if you don't." Something about that made a memory flicker through my mind, and I was almost certain that it wasn't mine.
"Oh come on, Kiki. I'll do it."
"Nah, I'll do it later."
"You always say that!"
"Kit? Earth to the Rider!" I started, seeing the Lyra was waving her hand in front of my face. "You with me?"
"Yeah," I responded, shaking my head to clear it. "I'm going to go get cleaned up."
"Sounds like a good idea." I walked out of the room, still a bit confused from the brief memory. Even thought I was convinced that it wasn't mine, I couldn't shake the feeling that it was connected to me.
But who, just who, would call me Kiki?