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The Doleful Dream of Him...

Water gulped down my throat from the emptiness of thirst that my body sweated from the constant training that I've been persevering for the games. I let it off my lips and poured just a meager amount down my neck to cool myself once more.

"Alright, ready!"

I brought my head up, shook the water out of my hair and tossed the water jug at my bag that lied on the ground next to the wall on my right.

"Yeah, Phil I'm ready!" I leaned forward, spreading my feet back and in front of each other, summoning my metal keyblade that gleamed to a dull shine in the now dim arena.

"Go!" Phil shouted, making me race to knock half-filled barrels of sand into heartless that resembled little nights in blue coverage.

Ever since Phil decided to accept me into the games, I've been training hours above hours or…what seemed like it, five hours at the least. I've only had about a minimum of breaks that only lasted about ten minutes, and on top of that, I started to sweat harder and smell a heavy scent, which I hated with a passion since there were guys around. The sun has already started to go down, which made the sky exhibit hues of light and dark blues in the faint starry sky, while the giant torches of fire that formed a square around the platform hardly made up for it. In the mean time, Axel's been up and about in the city looking for clues about my sister's whereabouts and coming back to the coliseum to check up on me, just to see how I've been hanging out on all this training, and to give me information of what he's discovered. But I can tell you he's been having much more fun then me by the way he's been talking about the sights he seen.

"Time!"

"Whoa!" I halted with a lean on my toes from hearing Phil's shout, but lost my balance, making me crash down to the hard ground face first. "Ouch!" The pain produced an invincible dent that swelled inside of my head that turned into a mild headache. "Ugh…" I moaned, trying to use my arms to stand on my knees, but couldn't since I felt exhaustion overwhelm me. The hoofs of a goat became more apparent to my ears behind me, so I slipped my knees under me and leaned back on them, bringing my hand to my head to rub the aching spot that felt like a bump.

"Whoa Deonna," Phil said, stopping on the left side of me, "you don't look too hot." I made a groan of offence and mumbled.

"You think?"

"Eh I started to think that to," he paused and looked at his wrist like there was a watch there. "Let's call it a day huh?" My head shot up and looked at the darkened sky, bringing my hands together in a mild shake to mouth words.

"Thank you…" I looked at him and smiled tiredly at him, noticing I was now at his height on the ground. He smiled back and gave me a thumbs up. "You did great today kid. You'll be knocking out those heartless tomorrow I tell yea, I guarantee that!"

"Thanks." He started to walk away but then turned back and pointed his finger at me with his brows cocked. "Oh and Deonna, I'll show you the baths if you need one, and I tell yea when I'm speaking for everyone, you need one!" My drowsy expression turned to one of more weariness as my brows curved, feeling my cheeks become warm from that disgusting fact. When he walked away, my head dropped as I shook my head in shame. 'Shoot-this sucks…'

"Man that was a nasty fall, you alright?" The voice of Axel came to me on my right, making me look up and turn to him with wide eyes. 'He probably just got back just now…?'

His left hand was on his hip while his head was tilted to the right with a neutral composed expression on his tattooed shadowed face. "Whoa, look at that knot…" he said as he leaned over my body, trying to inch closer to my forehead. My heart rate sped as I hasten myself to stand up away from him, almost tripping backwards in the process. "Huh?" he said reaching out for me to catch, but missed as I caught my balance. My head spun and watched him as I walked a few steps away from him to the left, feeling myself being mortified from his presence.

'When did he get here?' His green eyes showed bewilderment from my peculiar display, but seemed to brush it off with a small grin.

"You alright Deonna? It looks like that giant knot on you're head is giving you one heck of a headache," he said with his hand gestured in the air. My eyes gazed up as I reached to touch the aching bump but soon shivered at the very touch. I looked at him, who seemed comically interested in my condition, making me bite my lip and turn away to the ground.

"I'm fine."

"Heh no you're not…" My ears heard Axel's feet inch close to my stance, making my head shot up in surprise. "Come on let's fix that up…" he said, his eyes relaxed, reaching out for me with his gloved hand. My heart sped up again as I spun to speed walk away with an uncomfortable easiness in my step.

'No no no don't come near me!' I turned my head slightly around and saw Axel almost at a run to catch up to me. "Deonna whaddaya doin!" I turned back ahead to build up my pace to a run with my arms going back and forth in fists.

"No leave me alone!"

"Stop running! That bump has to be treated!"

"Don't come near me! I-I smell!"

"So what! Ugh-get you big butt back here!" I gasped and turned around with narrowed eyes and saw him about to pounce on me. My eyes widened as I turned back around and made a sprint.

We were running around the arena like idiots, which seemed like short minutes of a cat and mouse game. As soon as I couldn't take any much more running, I slowed down my legs to a stop and heaved up and down as I leaned forward on my legs, resting my hands on my knees for support. 'Man this is ridiculous…'

"G-Got cha!" Axel's voice rang from behind in a huff, but failed to make me even flinch. My brows curved as I moaned in grief to straighten myself upright. 'Man I feel horrible…'

Strong hands grasped my shoulders to spin me around, making me yelp in surprise. I faced Axel, who seemed peeved and tired from all the chasing around that he did. My brows curved from his upset expression.

'Oh great-now I feel bad…'

His grip faltered as his hands dropped down on his sides while his eyebrows arched even more, appearing as if he was going to yell at me.

"D-Deonna stop it! You're s-such a baby a-about this…!" he said in loud pants, his chest rising up and down which seemed deprived of air. My brows curved as I took a step away from him with my arms crossed. "I'll do it myself."

He shook his head, waving his hand up and then down in opposition. "No, I'll do it!" he paused and stepped up to me, "your too wasteful with that stuff. I had to give you all of mine because you used all of yours!"

"Stop treating me like I'm a baby!"

"I wouldn't have to if you didn't act like one!"

My brows arched as I folded my arms in a groan. "Now hold still." He brought his hand up and opened up a little bottle that held the potion and poured just a meager amount on my bump, which I felt beat from the constant running. The feeling soon became vague, and the pulsing beat went away, which made me feel good…only partially though, since I didn't like this state of affairs. He sighed out of relief, as if trying to compose himself from this annoying situation. He then spoke to me, making me look at him by taking a step back.

"Better?" he said with a cool calmness. I looked and touched my forehead where my bump was and brought it back down to fold my arms. My face muscles were beginning to relax. "Yeah thanks…"

He put his hand on his hip and used the other to scratch his head, which he usually did when he felt like there was something wrong. "Sorry for…the yelling…" I looked up at him and then downward, inched slightly around and hugged myself, suddenly feeling bereft. My head shook. "Nah, its okay…I guess I was sorta acting like a baby," I paused and mumbled, "I guess I know what that means…"

"Huh?"

I turned to look at him and waved my hand. "Oh it's nothing…"

After that, there was a pause of awkward silence; the kind of silence that opened my senses to how chilly it was at that moment from the breeze of the night, making me hug myself even more from the thin nips. The suddenness voice of Axel made me give him a turn from his abrupt bitter statement.

"Heh, he, you do stink..." My heart jumped as my brows furrowed in daggers and looked at him waving his hand in front of his nose with his upturned smirk. My cheeks began to feel warm as I stepped up to him and pushed him to the side with hard force, making him knock down to the ground in surprised shock. I ran a head of him and turned back around and yelled with a slight balanced lean.

"Jerk!" He was sitting upright while his hand was on his head as the other was supporting his weight on the ground, looking dazed but amused. Even though it was getting darker, I could still notice that he was giving me a smirk right about now in the shadowy arena. "What? The truth shall set you free!"

"Tuff!" My feet marched ahead further with my fists clenched in abashment and embarrassment, about to head towards the tunnel where we entered from earlier. "Hey wait! Are you forgetting something!" Axel yelled, only making me stop just out of curiosity.

'What now…?' I turned around to see what he wanted as I put my hand on my hip, stepping my foot in impatience with my brow cocked. Though he was far-far away from me, my eyes focused in the dark arena to see his darkened silhouette still sitting down on the ground with his arm up, pointing to the right at the far wall. As he did that, it made my mind produce a memory of where my stuff was located. A groan ruptured. 'Crap…' The thought of walking all the way over there made me grumble of insolence. I was far too tired to walk all the way over there, which seemed like a mile, and then all the way back and into the tunnel; my muscles just couldn't take it. 'Ugh…why me…?' My feet began to walk in that direction with boldness, wanting to stay strong for myself and to ignore Axel's presence from feeling even more embarrassed than I already was. I made it to my bag that leaned on the wall to grasp it from the ground, throw it on my back and turn back to walk to the tunnel. My steps soon turned from ones of strength, to ones of sluggishness. The dark tunnel finally came in view as I got closer and closer and closer, making me grin to myself at the sight.

'Ah finally…' A tall dark figure stood on the side of the exit, one that I knew very well. I groaned.

"Man you're slow. I guess all that training must have really burned you out…" Axel said, commenting on my tired presence. My feet stopped at the entrance and turned with droopy eyes at Axel who stood on my left; he seemed pretty exhausted himself, but still topped it off with a grin that was vague with fatigue. "Axel, don't push it." Before he could utter a word, my feet strode ahead with my back sloped forward, not caring what he wanted to say.

The tunnel was lit with fire torches that hung in placements on the walls that suddenly came on as we walked further inside; it made me feel more aware of my surroundings and less suspicious of this upsetting tunnel. It felt pretty good, being the leader and all while Axel was following me. Axel then spoke that sounded off echoes on the corroding dusty walls. "You taking a bath?"

"Mmmm, Phil said he could give me one…I just don't know where…"

"Hmmm, do they even have tubs in this city?" I shrugged at his question, speaking lowly. "Not sure- we'll just see what Phil will set up for me…" I paused, slightly turning in profile at Axel, "wait should you know, since you've been all in the city and stuff?"

"Hey, it's not like I be going in people's houses to check what kind of crib they got." Turning back around, I then mumbled at his statement. "Hmph, that didn't stop you from barging into my house."

"What did you say?"

"Nothing important." I heard him huff, sounding annoyed, which made me smirk. After that, silence fell upon us again until we made it out of the long strip and into the main entrance. The fire bowels that sat in the dents of the walls made the room appear brighter. My eyes spotted to see Phil on top of a stool adding some sort of liquid to the bowel on the right side, probably to make burn through the night or something. Though my voice was low and faint, I spoke out to him to get his attention.

"Phil…?" His horned head turned in my direction, his eye brows cocked in suspicion. "Whoa girl, you look like you about to fall out!" His loud voice made me recoil as my shoulders shrugged out of my ears sensitivity. He noticed what he did and apologized. "Oh, I'm sorry Deonna," he paused and put down the silver container in the corner of the dent, stepping down from the stool, "come on; let me show you your bath…" My brows curved as I smiled. He directed me follow him, but that required that I entered the tunnel again.

'Huh?'

I turned, not realizing that Axel was behind me as I crashed into his hard body. My eyes closed as I backed up, gaining my balance before I fell over. "Whoa whoa now, don't want you to fall huh?" Axel said, grabbing my shoulder for support. I rubbed my eyes and smiled. "Thanks…"

After that, Axel and I followed Phil back into the fire lit tunnel and into a hidden door that was three torches ahead on the right. Phil opened the wooden door to see a staircase that progressed upward. My shoulders slouched in grief with a complaint. "Stairs?" I then heard Axel give a disturbed groan from the sight. "Hey don't complain. It'll all be worth it once you hit that tub," Phil said with reassurance as he started up the stairs.

'Hmph, it better.'

When we made it up, we stepped up into a hallway. Torches lined the walls on both sides that were spaced out in three's. There was an open gap of light shining out of a room down the hall on my left. Phil told us to follow him towards that light, and so we did. As soon as we turned the corner to enter, my eyes landed upon a white tub in the center of a white room. The walls and the floor were attached with white glistening tiles that appeared as if they were clean for all eternity. My eyes just sparkled as my mouth dropped in amazement.

"Man", Axel began with impressiveness in his voice, "who would've ever thought there would be such a room in this dusty building?" My head shook with disbelief. "Not me…"

"Okay, okay you can stop gawking," Phil said waving his hand in the air, "jump in already, the tub's all yours!" I looked down at him who stood in front of me and cocked a brow. "Oh-okay…"

'Where he get the water from?'

I went around Phil and stepped towards the tub to peer inside. The water was pink that steamed a fragrance that reminded me of flowers. "Uh, why is the water pink?"

"Pink?" Axel asked confused, and came up beside me to look inside also.

"Ha, just a little something I added to spicen' up you leisure," Phil said, trying to sound smooth.

"Uh huh…"

Axel turned around and looked at Phil with a smile on his face. "Do you think you can make me a bath minus the flower smell? I'm dying for one to y'know?"

"Heh, yea right. You can do it yourself and I'll tell you where you get the water from!"

'Hmm where did he get the water from anyway? I'll ask him later…'

Axel groaned. "Ugh-sheesh, I knew you would treat me indifferent." Phil then spoke again. "Oh and by the way Deonna, you don't need any scrubbing done. Just sit in it and you'll be clean!"

I turned to look at him with suspicion. "What do you mean by that?" Phil then gave me a wink and a grin. "You'll see." Axel put his hands on his hips and smiled. "Yeah, you can smell the cleanliness in the air in here," he paused and looked down at me pointing his finger, "it's even blocking out your smell."

I gave him a black look and shoved him towards the door. "Okay, get out you Mr. pessimistic," I stopped and grabbed Phil, "you to." I grabbed the door handle about to close it, but then stopped to look at Axel and smirked. "Hmph, at least you won't be getting any of this. Got it memorized?" His grinning expression turned to an annoyed frown as I closed the door with the click.

"Yeah, yeah whatever!" Axel yelled through the door. "Hey don't be taking my line!" I ignored him as I sat my bag on the side of the tub and started to strip off my clothes.

The humidity of the steamed water essence flowers as if they were right in the room with me as I gripped the tub's side. First it was my feet, then my waist, then my neck. I moaned from the quickness of relaxation; it felt like a dream bath, like it would only happen in dreams. Bubbles started to disrupt my composed mind with a small jolt of awareness as I sat up, searching for its cause. "What the…what is this?" My brows cocked holding the sides of the tub about to stand up. 'Wait, is this supposed to happen?' I sat my butt back down with that thought of mind. 'Well, it is true that bubbles should be in baths anyway…but this way?' My eyes looked down at the constant pink bubbles that popped with each second that it came up out of the water, rising only at the line of the tub's surface. 'I hope the water don't spill…' My eyes searched for the door that almost seemed to blend into the white wall. 'Phil you could have at least told me instead of surprising me…' I leaned back into the water that now engulfed my entire body, hearing the popping bubbles in the water more clearly than on the surface. A smile crept up with content and ease, the warmness of the water and bubbles making my bath feel nothing like a bath, but a Jacuzzi.

It seemed as if twenty minutes passed of leisure, leisure for a queen, but I knew I had to get out sooner or later, for I started to feel hungry. So with that, I got out and did my usual routine. Soon enough, I was out of there and into the dark hallway with my back bag on my back, wondering about the water that I bathed; when I got out, the water thinned out into the air, while the pink substance turned into a powdery form at the bottom of the tub. It was shocking and weird, but interesting. I felt my nerves plunder into the realization of where I was. I sighed. "Great, I forgot where I was…" I shrugged my shoulder and started to wonder where Axel and Phil went. Instead of wondering, I just called out with my hand curved on the side of my face.

"Phil! Axel! I'm done-where are you guys!" A response beckoned at the other end of the hall, one that was much louder than mine.

"Hey hey hey don't be too loud…!" Phil yelled coming out of a door, walking up to me with the sound of his goat feet calling off the walls. I smirked from his hypocrite-like attitude. 'Heh I would say…'

Phil started to gesture his hands in the air. "I mean, you wouldn't want to wake up the dead now would you!" My brows curved with a grimacing frown from the word 'dead'; my arms went up as if to cower.

"Dead?"

Phil then chuckled and turned around, gesturing me to follow him. "Heh he, I was just messin with yah kid." My eyes glowered at his walking stance as I moaned with irritation. "Don't joke like that with me in a place like this, I mean, I'm not that jumpy now, but I can be with the right scary motivation."

"Heh, well it looks like we got to get rid of that feeling, I can't have you cowering over a giant monster when the games start."

"Hey I'm not going to cower over a-" A smell made me pause my spoken sentence. My eyes closed and open, smelling something that reminded me of seasoned cooked fish, making my stomach churn with hunger. Phil and I turned into a room that was filled with the aroma of food. The room was dark and shady, but the two torches on the sides of the walls made up for the dark spaces in the brown dusty room; one torch was at the top of the door post, and the other was opposite of it, ahead of me. There were two counter like boulders that was opposite each other that worked like beds; Axel was sitting on one on my left, munching on a sandwich that seemed fresh and ready to eat. My eyes brightened.

'Is that what I smell?' Feeling myself smile, I strode up to him, sitting my hands on my hips waiting for him to notice. Obviously he knew I was there, but was too engrossed in his mealtime to even look up, ignoring me.

"Ahem! Where you get the sandwich?"

His head rose with a carelessness, chewing on the sandwich that was halfway eaten. "Oh this, well where you think? From the ancient prehistoric town …" The tiredness in his voice matched his face that formed bags under his eyes. I crossed my arms as I bent back with stable balance; my brows cocked with a dull smirk.

"Of course-well where's my food?" Before he could answer, he bit into the sandwich, rested his holding hand down and used the other to reach what was on the side of him. "I got you some pasta…" he said, pulling out a brown paper bag that ended in a bowl shape at the bottom.

"Oh?" I grabbed the bag and pulled out a warm white sturdy bowel; it was topped with a plastic like cover, making any eyes accessible to see into it. Though it was concealed, I could still smell the pasta that had Alfredo sauce spilled onto the yellow bows inside…or what I hope for to be Alfredo sauce. I went and sat down next to Axel on his left. I put my bag on the floor, opened the plastic cover that sat on my lap, making the smoke rise off the pasta to a greater extent; my mouth began to water. Axel turned his head with a sniff, taking in the smell of my food with his eyes closed.

"Hey! Don't be sniffing in my food!" I twisted my upper body away with my meal, trying to cover it with my hand as I lowered at him. He groaned out of annoyance as he retorted dryly. "I'm not even in your food, my head is higher than yours anyway-"

"Do I get a fork?" I said interrupting his weary accusation. He grumbled, rolling his eyes.

"Women…"

"Hey!"

He then reached into the bag that was on the other side if him. "Yeah…here," he said, waiting for me to take it out of his fingers. I grinned, taking it from him and plunging it into the bowel. "Thanks…" I began eating the pasta, tasting the Alfredo sauce that I hoped it would be and the tasting hidden flavors that tasted like tomatoes, salt and other ingredients that I was familiar with. I ate like this for a little while before I looked over at Axel and his sandwich that he just bit into, squinting my eyes intently before saying anything.

"Y'know, my food looks yummier than yours." I heard him gulp as he turned to face me, his eyebrows dominantly cocked in drowsiness. "Oh really, well I guess you wouldn't really know now would you, not knowing how mine would taste since you did not taste it yeah? It actually taste delicious so don't judge a book by its cover," he said rather in a calm, dignified way. My eyebrows contorted from his bleak mannerism, making me scoot away from him out of perplexity.

"Oohkaay…"

He sighed and shook his head with a drop, squeezing his eyes shut with his fingers as if he was about to say something. "Ah…I'm sorry…I'm just tuckered out…"

"Heh no kidding." He brought his head back up, but then looked down at the leftovers of his sandwich in the wax like wrapper, looking like he was about to fall out. I leaned forward and to the side to get close to him. "Then go to sleep..."

"Of course, since I'm done eating." He then looked at me, failing to even give me a grin. My lips pursed as I brought my head up to look at the boulder that was opposite of us that reminded me of a bed, an uncomfortable hard bed. "In here?"

"No…" Phil said, making me look at him startled, who sat on a little chair in the corner of the room by the door.

'Huh…when did he get there?'

"…I don't want you two sleeping in the same room, if you two know what I mean…" Phil said as he finally stood up off the chair. Axel's head was back drooping down at the floor with his eyes closed appearing thoughtful to what Phil just said. "Hmmm, I guess I could do that," he paused, raising his head to look at him, "but, I don't think I'll be messing with her in this room or any other time-if you know what 'I' mean." I felt myself warm up from Axel saying what he just said as I yelled at him in my mind.

'Axel…!'

Phil nodded. "Alright then," Phil waved his hand up directing Axel to follow him, "let's go take you to another room."

"Kay…" Axel said standing up, crumbling the wrapper in his hands. Axel turned to look at me, finally giving me a grin of goodbye with the tired look in his darkened green eyes. "Heh, night D…" He patted my head and started towards the door where Phil was standing waiting for him. My brows curved just as they were about to leave and so I called out, startling them. "Wait!"

Phil and Axel stopped in their tracks and turned back around to look back at me, where Axel stood in the middle of the doorway and Phil was behind him. "Hmm?" Axel hummed.

"I…uh…" I began to feel even more abashed from what I was about to say. "I don't want to be alone in here…" Axel appeared puzzled at first, but then relaxed into it and grinned.

"Oh…" Both Phil and Axel chanted. Axel crossed his arms and spoke with a matter-of-fact tone. "Scared?" I looked away and shrugged. "Uhm…well I won't say scared, but more like…uhm…"

"Frightened?" I looked back at Axel and groaned. "I just don't want to be in a dark place like this…all alone…I mean…," I gazed down at the dirty floor, "who would want to be asleep in a room in a place like this…alone?"

"Hmm…" Axel began, "if I had a heart, I guess I could see where you're coming from…"

"If you had a heart?" Phil asked confused, making me look at him and Axel with wide eyes. 'Oh great…' Axel turned and grinned upon him with his hands up in opposition. "It's just a figure of speech."

"Ah…" Phil nodded. Axel turned back to look at me with a tired smile. "And unfortunately, I can…" The corners of my mouth turned upward into a smile. "So will you stay?"

Axel placed his hands on his hips and sighed. "Yeah, I guess I will," he shrugged, "I wouldn't want you to come waking me up in the middle of the night telling me the boogey man got you." My eyes glared at him as I huffed. "Ha ha very funny…"

Axel then began to walk towards the other boulder opposite of me and sat down on it. My ears then heard Phil muffle something. "Huh…kids…" I turned to look at him with my brow cocked. "And what's that supposed to mean?" He placed his hands on his hips and sighed, sounding tired and exhausted himself; I didn't realize how tired Phil was all this time. "Kids…friends... always looking out for each other." He spun back around and waved his hand, at last stepping out of the room and into the hallway.

"Night kids! I'll be back in the morning to warm yea up Deonna, so be prepared!"

"Yeah, okay! Night!"

When I turned my eyes away from the door, I saw Axel lying on the boulder, his hands threaded behind his head and his legs bent up, appearing composed and at rest. I grinned at his contended posture as I sat back up against the wall, almost forgetting I was holding the bowel of pasta in my hand. I looked back up and spoke, interrupting the stillness of the room. "At least you get to sleep now…"

"Mmm hmm-yeah, you said it…"he paused, "and a fun day it was today …except me chasing you around like a bull…" I grumbled as I ate more of my pasta that had became a wincey bit cool, feeling the sauce smear on my lip, but not caring much for it. Axel then spoke again.

"Hey, you got anymore pasta left?"

My teeth stopped munching as I raised my head to look at Axel as my brow cocked "Really, what do you think? Besides, I'm still eating." He whipped his head back, gazing up at the ceiling. "Uh well, I guess that sandwich didn't quite fill me up…" I looked down at my bowel that was somewhat empty, feeling generosity come over me. "I could give you what's left of it though…I'm starting to feel kinda full anyway." Wrenching the fork in the bowel, I looked and saw Axel turn back to me with a faint grin. "Wow, I swear, you eat like a mouse…"

"Heh, so I've been told…" I rested my plastic fork on the side of me and got up from my bed. My legs felt weak as I walked over to Axel, placing the bowel in his outstretched hand; he just sat up in time for me to hand it over to him. With the bowel in his hand, he started to produce a dry chuckle as I went back over to my stoned bed. "Heh, heh, you better not be sick with anything contagious…" I sat my butt down, raising my hand on my chest as if to be innocent.

"Me, sick? As if. Besides, you're a nobody…nobodies can't get sick."

'Wait, can they…?'

My brows contorted with that thought as Axel gave me an answer. "Touché'…"

I bent over, grasping my bag that carried my black cloak and wretched it out, spreading it over me like a blanket for more warmth. I then leaned back, lying on the boulder that I called 'bed' and started to feel myself unwind my mind into fatigue. My eyes gazed at the ceiling with drowse, observing how the fire flicked shadows off the ceiling like a puppet show.

'Pretty…'

"Thanks Deonna…" I heard Axel say. 'For what?' my mind wondered, as I felt my mind succumb to the dreamy consciousness of sleep.

The dreary night shone not a twinkle of a moon, none of a star, no clouds and no nothing…but this was no ordinary night... for this night was weary with despair. Sweat rolled down my forehead as I ran down the gloomy dark road, making me feel cold from the wind's exposure to my skin. My heart raced as I pressed my foot on the hard bricked ground with each second…running…running for my life. I didn't want to look back at what was coming after me, and I didn't want to think about the perpetrator that has already caused damage to my mind. Trees lined the sides of the road, appearing as to be monsters with red eyeballs and pointed tree limbs, reaching out for me…and indeed they were. Tears ran down my face, not wanting to be captured…not from the trees…not from him. My body suddenly came to a stop, making me even more frantic. "Deonna…" That voice. I struggled out of the pressured grasp that made my body more heavy than it actually was, and saw that the trees went astray, and all there was left was darkness, and a full moon that looked deathly and terrifying. Yet it shone unreeled beauty and light for a lost wolf, it didn't make me feel that way in this place, it made me quiver with fear. "Deonna…" Once again, my body stopped from any movement; my heart was just about to jump out of me, from hearing the voice of him. 'No!' My eyes squeezed shut, feeling the sense of a touch grasp my shoulders from behind. They were the hands of him. My head shook as I tried to shake them off. "No!" "Please darling-you can't resist…" the man said as if to actually put me at ease. "No!" I opened my eyes, glancing up at the moon that has changed to a heart shaped moon. 'Kingdom Hearts! Help…!' The face of the man appeared in front of me, grasping my chin with a firm grip, making me look into his grey-blue eyes. "Sorry, but kingdom hearts can't help you, but I will…" "No! Leave me alone!" It was no use to struggle, as I felt myself become embodied with a swirl of darkness that streamed out of his eyes, making my breathing heavy and vulnerable to a quiet stillness of unconsciousness.

Weird dream huh?

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