Chapter 5: Dreams Of An Absolution

Sebastieyn's P.O.V

Again. It's repeating again. I couldn't tell you how many times I've seen this scene, for it to repeat as if on an endless loop. Every time fall into dreams, all that awaits me is this. It's always the same. The Demons will never change.

A boy, bloodied and beaten lies on the ground of a forest, yellow fire and gray ash raging, consuming what was probably once a beautiful evergreen. Surrounding him, were black beings and….someone else.

"Get away! Leave '***' alone!" From the ground, the young boy tries to do something, anything, to save….who

Was it a girl? Boy? Did I know them? Or maybe it was a random stranger? They're so hazy…I can barely see. But not them…not the "Blacks"…I wish I couldn't see them. So many "Blacks" surrounding me and '***'. Nothing I can do to stop them….I'm so pathetic. No… it's….different? Why can I see me? New. I guess I can see myself fail this time. Huh… I always thought I was so close….but I was so far away. Should that make me feel better? That I never had a chance in the first place? Or worse, that I was so weak….pathetic that I thought I had a chance. No…don't feel. Don't feel a thing. How much better the world would be if we didn't feel. No need to hate, or despair. "They" wouldn't even exist…..everyone should just stop….feeling.

Yeah, but that'd be boring wouldn't it?

"Who?" I turn, trying to look around and my gaze falls upon the intruder of my nightmare. Much like the person I had tried to save in my dreams, this intruder was surrounded by a haze. I couldn't tell if they were a woman or man, even their voice sounded distorted.

You can call me….huh…actually…what would be a good name for me? Well I'm technically a figment of your imagination, so I'll let you have the honor of naming me!

"….Haze." I don't know why I responded, much less cared to actually humor them. Maybe because, for once I didn't have to bear my nightmare alone, I wasn't sure.

Haze huh? That sounds pretty cool actually!

In the background, the young version of me is still trying to stop the "Blacks" from getting '***' and failing miserably. He yells for them to run, but they are frozen in fear.

"Why are you here?" Was my mind trying to find a new way to cope with the nightmares…well with all that's happened recently, I'd imagine I was more unhinged than usual….well more so than normal.

Nah, you're still sane. Surprisingly, considering what you got going on up in here. I mean this is some pretty dark shit man. Can't you think up some rainbows and sunshine? Or at least make some pancakes. I'd love some pancakes right now. Do figments even get hungry? ...mmmmm Figs.

"You didn't answer my question." I said, annoyed.

Fine, fine. Well you see, you could say I'm broken at the moment. And you are as well. So we gotta work together to put back the pieces!

"Broken? Broken how?"

By now, the "Blacks" have finished with '***', they fall to the ground….dead…lifeless…once more I failed to save them….then the "Blacks" turn to me, ready to resume their previously forgotten meal.

Pfft, seriously? You're more broken than the moon high up in skies man. Both body and mind and maybe a little bit of your spirit. It's Kind of the same for me. Well, less body and spirit part, more of the mind part cause like I said, I'm a part of you.

"And how do you plan to do that?" I glare at the intruder. "If you're part of my mind, then you know as well as I do, we aren't even in the right body!"

Maybe, or maybe this is exactly what you needed, just not how you wanted it or expected it.

"What do you mean?" I ask both curiously and cautiously. Suddenly, I'm thrust back into the body of my younger self, the dream still continuing.

Well, I can't really say for now, plus the dream is about to end, but hey maybe we'll talk again later! So try to stay alive, in the mean time I'll try to piece together what I can! Oh and here's a tip!

As he talks, the "Blacks" approach. Then one steps away from the pack…..smaller….yet for some reason, fills me with fear…sorrow, more than the others. It comes closer till finally…I see it….the white of its mask….Those red…cold…unforgiving eyes trained on me. And then it stabs. Right through my heart, I had no aura left so it was like slicing through butter with a hot knife, and probably felt like it too.

Wake up and smell the Roses!

And then I woke.

Hi All! Sorry for taking like...a month...litterally. But hey! Got my Job stuff finally situated! I'm littearlly away from home at from at least 12:00PM to 12:00AM, (screw travel time!) and that aint fun. But money...money is nice, and I'm making some nice money so I ain't gonna bitch...alot. That plus Mortal Kombat X! God that game is fun, Kitanna and Lui Kang FTW

Now back on topic. This was a bit of a shorter chapter, but it was done purposefully, cliff hangers, and all that yadda. Working on Chapter 6 at the moment while typing this up and it should be the normal length if maybe a bit longer to make up for this one being such a tease.

Again, sorry if I made Y'all think I was dead or something! As always, feel free to leave reviews, oh and I gotta say, I'm pretty freaking proud of all the title names of my chapters so far, I don't know why...but making the titles just...it's fun trying to hint what the chapter will be about without giving it away! Any hoo, back to the grind!

Oh and Haze is pronounced (Hey-zzzzz) No fancy shmancy name, litterally called him the word. Why? Because Plot reasons.