26 Foreboding Nightmare (2/2)
Without hope, Laurel fades away. The sunlight playing on the oceans causing a shimmering beauty. All around, other hers also fade away ceasing to exist.
Deng, Ding, bing, bong! Thunderous bells ring, shaking the ocean into becoming even more turbulent. A whirlpool forms, sending Laurel, who no longer has the power or will to resist, crashing into one more her. The world shimmers as she changes reality.
She looks at her hands, she's much older in this reality. In fact, she'd never been this old before. Every shift would fill her with the feeling of the her there. Even though the her in the ocean was exhausted beyond belief, the her now was still full of vitality.
All around her were enemies. She'd been cut off from their own forces due to a mistake. In the distance, Laurel glances with panic. While she was filled with the most recent thoughts and intent of the her she took over. She is still a young girl, in reality, it was hard for her to stay calm in such circumstances.
In the distance, she saw flags fluttering. They had a turtle with an emerald embedded in it. She knew her only hope was to reach those flags.
With that resolve, she began to cut through the men and women before her. They curse and holler as she seems to flow like water in between them. They are powerful, but she is always one step ahead. She didn't know the moves she was utilizing nor could her mind understand the power she uses. It seems to become like smoke in her brain instantly disappearing before she could grasp it.
In the sky, it felt like a god was watching over her. When she took a chance to glance, up there was a large bush in the sky. This bush, she felt was the same as the one on the hill. Now it is besieged by countless enemies. It pierces them with it's roots and slashes them with it's leaves. Still, they blast back at the bush with equal vigor. The branches crack, and bark scatters as the battle intensifies. Each hit made her heart shutter with deep pain.
No matter how fast or desperately she fought, the flags only recede from her. ”Just get out of my way!” Laurel screams in anguish, slashing a man in half. Soon, even this body was exhausted as well. Her techniques grew sluggish, and she soon sustains injuries all over her body. Cuts and bruises now cover the pure white skin the her in this reality has.
In the sky, the bush also seems to be running out of steam. A loud crack could be heard across the battlefield. The bush slowly broke apart, falling towards the ground.
”NO, John!” Laurel screams, with an agony that seems to flow from deep within her. Tears stream down her face as snot ripples out of her nose. Her whole world felt shattered. Her legs would carry her no longer, and she soon fell to her knees.
Chimes filled the world as if to summon gods and demons to this world. Out of the darkness, a woman appears clad it turquoise armor, slaughtering her way over. ”Laurel! Don't give into the darkness.” She yells scooping her up into her arms and fleeing towards the flags. ”But John, he, he,” Laurel mumbles while clutching this unknown woman. ”You think that old bastard would go down that easily?” The brave woman laughs. She then pokes Laurels nose. ”Don't you think you've scared those back home enough? It's time to wake up.”