The voices were back again. I flinched when it started up, trying to keep control of the van. I didn’t want Elle to think I was having any sort of difficulty. But, the voices began to get more intense, I started veering off the side of the road, before trying to swerve to get back on, jostling Elle.
“Hey! Watch what you’re doing!” Elle yelled at me, reaching her arm out to grab the dashboard. With her other hand, she made sure her seatbelt was fastened tightly.
“Sorry,” I grumbled, placing a hand to my temples. But, no amount of massaging would relieve the voices. I wanted to groan, but I didn’t want to make Elle think I was groaning at her. She was enough of a headache!
I parked the van in front of my place, turned off the ignition, and rested my head on top of the steering wheel. So much was happening right now, at this point in my life. I was apparently going through a change, a change I couldn’t control. I wanted to cry, but now as definitely not the time nor the place to show such vulnerability.
“What’s the matter?” Elle asked when she noticed I wasn’t making any motion to get out of the car. She had one leg out of the vehicle, the door resting on her shin.
I shook my head, but realized that made the headache worse. “Just a small headache,” I told her. “Nothing too important.” I grabbed my keys and got out of the vehicle. I found my legs were a little hard to walk on.
What was happening to me? I didn’t want this, and the only one who seemed to have all the answers wouldn’t give them to me. Because it was too hard for him to bring up the past and his dead girlfriend. Well, no offense, Nino, but she was gone, and here I was suffering, scared out of my mind, and weak. How was I supposed to go on like this? Would this change kill me? What were the odds that it would destroy my very soul?
Elle was at the door, waiting for me. I dropped to my knees, the voices in my own head, the stress, the worry, the pain was becoming too much for my body to handle, and I just seemed to collapse. I tried to get back up, but I was having a difficult time. Hopefully, this episode would pass soon and I could just go on with my life and forget this!
Ryuu. Nino. What I wouldn’t give to have anyone with me. Elle wasn’t exactly my first choice to comfort me when I was down. Not that Nino would do a good job, but he knew what was going on. Ryuu would be good for comfort right about now. I just hoped he was enjoying what was left of his birthday.
“Elle, can you give me a hand into the house?” I asked, giving in to my resistance. I needed to learn that I was going to have to start trying to get along with her. We were going to be living together for awhile, and fighting the whole time with her did not sound pleasant to me.
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I helped Emiko into the house, assisting her to the couch in front of the mini tv. She looked pretty bad. Again, I had no idea what was wrong with her. It didn’t seem like a normal, everyday cold. I would bet money that it had something to do with her super naturalness.
“I’m going to my room,” I told her before disappearing down the hall. I was beginning to get a headache myself and figured lying down was the best medicine for it.
Laying on my bed, it didn’t take me long to drift into a fitful sleep. Images of Emiko and the others flashed into my head. Then, it was just Emiko. She was in a dark place, I couldn’t make out anything around her. She was holding her head. Someone was talking to her, telling her she was a vessel for some demon lord.
Then, my dream shifted and I was seeing Ryuu in a room full of demon lords. I knew that’s what they were because I heard Ryuu say something about them under his breath. They were talking about a war and saying that he was the secret weapon.
I frowned. I was standing right next to him, and yet I was unable to talk to him. When I did, Ryuu ignored me. It was a weird feeling; it felt like I was watching a really old movie, but I was in it, yet not in it at the same time. I had no effect on its outcome, even though I was standing right next to the main character.
Suddenly, like a vacuum, I was being pulled back. Opening my eyes, I found that I was back in my room in Emiko’s house. I put a hand to my head and felt the perspiration at my temples. What had I just seen? Was it just a dream? No, it had felt much more real than that. It was almost like a vision. But, what was I supposed to do now?
Continue?
Yes, Elle is experiencing a vision, one of her abilities.
So sorry guys it has taken this long to get this place rolling again, but school and finals had to come first. Now that school is officially over, and summer has finally started, hopefully we can get this place moving again!
