I had one of those dreams that even my eloquence cannot capture. I shall do my best to describe it.

Overview of the World: A world, full of fire and warriors. Dark landscapes illuminated only be torment. Magic. Dragons. A world of no gray. Black and White. Any attempts at gray were swiftly tortured and murdered. Factions so devout in belief that even good deeds done by the other side were ignored or met with hostility. Families caught up in the between. The entire world felt like chaos. Brutality and bloodbaths, everywhere.

Who was I? Someone attempting to be gray. Created from darkness, but not heartless. There were three of us and my conciseness kept switching. Me, Joe Ponce, and a woman. Hated by both sides...and this is were I shall begin:


The first area was a forest/courtyard. I had been here before. I knew the area and I was climbing around on the trees, but something felt wrong. I hadn’t only been here before but I also knew what was going to happen. I was revisting the past of my character, but something was wrong. As I remembered the event, there were 4 girls. One of them, the red head, is unstable and after a fight with her friends goes to kill herself. The Trees in the courtyard as giant. A full grown man could walk on a single branch and not even take up the whole area. I was running and the sky turned to overcast. Rain began to fall sparsely. In the background a bell began to toll three times.

"Three? This isn’t right..It doesn’t play out like this. I better get the end fast and see what the hell is going on."

The rain started to pick up as I ran faster and faster. Grabbing a stick I threw it over a vine and started sliding down. The forest started zipping past me, the rain obscuring my vision. Suddenly the lights cut. Looking to the left I see a little alcove and the red head within. The power box started sparking as wires fell to the ground. The red head turned her back to the box and began to walk away, as if in a trace, with a knife lowered in her right hand.

"Okay...this isn’t good...We got to find her and figure out what the fuck is going on."

At this point the rest of the group spilt off and started searching. Lightning stuck in the distance, thunder shaking the ground. My memories were being rewritten. I fell to my knees as flashes in my head showed exactly what the new outcome would be. The suicide from my memory seems suddenly insignificant as I watched the redhead torture her friends. I heard them scream and blood splatter against the walls and the red head. Splatters of blood streaks her face. Those hollow eyes seeing none of it. Just a blank stare as she digs the blade of the knife into screaming struggling bodies.

Soaked and alone I look up from the ground, already knowing that it’s too late. I have to stop her. The ground is soggy as I trek a path to the awning of the courtyard. I know what my friends see as they come across each girl, a bloody reminder of their former selves. The walls seem to tremble with the screams that only they will ever hear. The knowledge of the pleads for mercy that fell on deaf ears. All this that only the walls will ever know. Torture can not describe the state of the victims, only extreme mutilation comes anywhere close. For can not all help agreeing that every human being has skin, but if some other creature found these girls they would never have guessed such a thing.

I don’t leave my spot on the grass. I need merely to look up to find the girl standing above me, knife is hand. Drip, drip, drip. The blood on the curve of the blade continues to drip to the ground. I see nothing in her eyes, they just continue to stare at me. She takes one step forward and I’m on my feet. This girl has no idea what she is doing. Her limbs act independently from her mind, matching every move I make. I try to tell myself this isn’t the girl, but i know it is. It comes to pass that she’s under a spell. I manage to disarm her, but not before she is greatly injured. She falls to the ground into my arms. She starts crying. Infinite remorse. She saw everything that happened to her friends but she wasn’t able to intervene, not even to be an angel of mercy.

Wrapping my arms around her she sobs into my shoulder. "I couldn’t stop...I tried so very hard, THEY’RE DEAD AND I KILLED THEM!!! I’m a monster..."

"Shhh...it’s gonna be okay. It wasn’t you. Someone was controlling you. If there is no consolation in the world, know then that you have four ppl who love you...that’s alot more than most ppl get."

"But....but....I only had three friends...?"

Slowly I whisper "I know..." as I lean into her face and kiss her. "I will get the bastard who did this to you. I promise. Do you have enough strength to send out a message?"

"Just enough for one..." She places her hand upon my head and matches to thoughts to mine ’Warlock in the area, send backup. Vampire going in alone, try not to confuse the guy attempting to help you with the enemy’

As the message comes to a close I feel her start to fade in my arms. I promise her one last time to avenge her as she takes her final breath and dies.

I don’t have to wait long for my chance, as I lay her down in steps a man of atleast 7 feet and 300 pounds. Black armour coats his body. His fat flabby pitted face is covered with a black circular hat. This is the man who controlled her. Made her do that to her friends. His laugh is worse than is face. A hollow hateful thing that taunts me as I lay the girl down.

"bastard..."

Again, he laughs.

The battle starts, each of us wielding a baseball bat (i have no idea why). He lands a blow to my face that knocks me back. My teeth fall out and I catch them. Dropping them to the ground, I continue to fight. The fight leads us to a basement. Blows land and soon the warlock tries to flee. One good blow from me knocks his whole head off. His now limp body falls to the ground. His familiar was a small white dog. I couldn’t let it leave as I stab it with the knife of the girl. The calvary shows up as the battle winds down. I’m not part of them and they still consider me an enemy. When they got the message all they thought was now they can get both of us. Only I am left standing. Pursuit begins.

Luckily for me, dark forces were lying in wait for the next patrol to come around. Soon the area errupts into a war zone. I’m merely a target for both sides. I see a warrior from the ’good’ side fall and all three of us converge on him. We hoist him up and carry him to a room. We revive him, but it would seem that ’evil’ ppl like us attempting to raise a member of the light causes slight mutation, he grew spikes out of his shoulder.

I accompany him back to the main head quarters of the ’good’ side. My God...the place was terrible. Situated deep within the mountains. The whole mountain was covered in fire. Their soldier lived in these mountains...they were all on fire.

We entered a huge temple with pillars of fire. The warrior went in first and said merely that he was injured and now was better. In the sky a dark cloud was conjured into an evil face that proclaimed "REMEMBER OUR AGREEMENT" He confessed to what really happened and introduced me. The head guy questioned us. Took his fallen warrior and tortured him to find out if he was a spy. I tried to explain we only meant good will toward them.

"You have been heard!" and with a wave of his hand I was thrown out. I tried to walk back in but with every step I took the place got further away. I started running but it flew into the distance, in its stead came an ocean of black bugs that seems to swallow me. I felt them crunch under me but start to suck me down. It was sickening. I jumped into the sky and i guess i knew how to fly (?). I was having a hard time maintaining in the air and I started to fall into the mountain of flames. Up from the fire flew a dragon. He was completely made of flames. He roared and fire flew from every part of him at me. I dodged and flew up higher. I was pissed. They still treated me like an enemy.

I had had enough, I would be heard! I plunged down into the fire and came out in a church. The walls glowed slight of a faint blue. Little embers of green stuck on the walls. The glass windows shattered as skeletons in black cloaks flew in. They rode on scythes and held green embers in their bony hands.

"Holy fuck!!!!" I screamed as I kicked up and back thru the flames. The flames caught me on the way up. My whole body started to burn. I screamed and screamed in pain, until everything went black and i woke up with a gasp.