Nightmares Part #3  

Spark had the sensation of walking in a dream. The soft breeze carried the flowers sweet scent and she breathed deeply humming a short tune.  The twilight hour had ended now and night time was near. Tiny fireflies began to dance in the air. It was so lovely, so peaceful. She smiled, enjoying the warm and fragrant air. It was as sweet as Peachyra`s garden, at the Fortress. With that thought she stopped, frowning and leaned against a big trunk: She massaged her temples.

  ::Why did I leave the Fortress? I was in my room, waiting for... Zhyan. He must be there now!::  she had to return at the Fortress and fast!  With her loved angel in mind, Spark turned ready to walk back the trail, but it was so dark now!! She feared she would not be able to find the way.

  Spark looked around nervously trying to get some orientation. Without a familiar spot to recognize the place, she stepped back a few yards expecting to see the flat hill that was her home now, but it was nowhere in sight! Looking up, the green canopy was so thick that the stars were not distinguishable. She was alone and lost at night within the unnamed forest.

   Her left hand moved to her leather belt in search of her obsidian blade. It searched in vain. Gasping, she looked down. Her hand was not mistaken. Her blade was not there! And neither was her purse!

  ::By Quetzalcoatl! How could I leave my room without my blade and my purse? I never do that!::

  Spark breathed slowly in an attempt to calm herself. She needed some guidance. Perhaps climbing a tree? She studied them.  No way she could do it by herself.

  ::What was that?:: listening something, Spark crouched near the big tree she was examining. The faint rustle was heard again. She was not alone, but with all that darkness she could not see what was there!! She grabbed a rock and crouched nearer the tree. The noise approached. Whatever it was, it did not make any effort to disguise itself. Expecting the worst, Spark held the rock tighter, and jumped ready to attack in self-defense.

“eiiiiii!”

The sudden eerie scream made her stop. It was a little creature!! Spark regarded it more closely. Its tiny arms protected its head while petrified expected the hit that never arrived.

Spark leaned and gently touched it, ready to grab it if it tried to run away. It cringed but remained there.

  “Do not worry, small one. I will not harm you.” She said, dropping the stone “See? Are you a pixie?”

The creature unraveled itself and nodded to the girl, looking and measuring her with his big green eyes. The pixie started to pull the edge of her tunic, calling her attention. Once it had it completely, the pixie pointed at the forest. Spark looked in the direction the pixie signaled and watched several fireflies coming toward her. Their glimmer illuminated the woods as they fluttered over the small flowers, bringing their colors back to life.

The pixie pulled her tunic once more and Spark looked up, trying to see if there was a full moon before standing up and walking after the pixie. She remembered Zhyan`s warning about being in the forest under a full moon.

“Zhyan.” She thought, “Could it be that he sent this pixie?” with this idea in mind, she followed the green creature, walking through the cloud of small lights, their buzz filling the air and they lit their way. Spark could see the road now, even when she did not remember walking through this part before, as she did not remember walking out of her home neither. 

They approached a clearing, visible now, and the scent of flowers was again in her mind. The firefly swarm was bigger now and some of the lights flew near Spark. Near enough for her to see that those were not insects. They had wings but they did not have 3 pairs of limbs, just two. The number of flowers between the tree trunks also increased and now Spark could notice their colors, mostly pink and a pale blue. Theirs was a sweet scent but smelling them she failed to notice other creatures watching her. Taller than the pixie, they had a heavier body structure covered by a thick and gray skin. They were seated on the road and silently observed and snickered at her.

Not noticing their presence, Spark followed the bright and tiny lights. They seemed to dance around her, ushering her to a place where the forest gave room for the clearing, a small hill at its center. It was covered with lots of flowers and green grass She could see the sky now and there was no full moon. . Spark stopped at the edge of the forest, taking note by first time that her pixie companion was not with her.

Lovely as the meadow was, she smiled at another sight. A person stood at the top of the hill.

  “Zhyan!!” Spark rushed to his side, the grass and flowers caressing her feet and legs.

  The winged one turned at the sound of her voice and smiled. He opened his arms, hugging her when she threw herself into them. She looked at him with bright eyes, his warmth comforting her. His face descended upon hers and they kissed.

  Spark closed her eyes, enjoying his presence, focusing on it. She was so glad to find him. Her hands cupped his face, ready to slide down to his neck and from there to his shoulders when something happened, something she was unable to pinpoint. Her hands moved up to touch his forehead and Spark opened her eyes, needing to see his face.

  She froze. The love she had always seen in his eyes was not there. He looked at her with lewdly eyes and an amused expression in his face. He tightened the grasp on her with one hand and the other one searched her breast and his kiss became savage, hurting her.

Spark was aghast at his assault but even more at his face. That expression! She had seen it before in a deikindrian and it had not been Zhyan!! She pulled her face away of him, struggling to be free. The archangel grabbed her by the arms, causing her pain.

“Darrien!” She spat at him. “Your disguise does not trick me any more!”

Zhyan’s form was a blur when Darrien Alkatrin assumed his real appearance.

“Good!” He said smiling “I thought you’d realize the deception much later! Too bad, you are doomed anyway!” With a satisfied cackle he leaned to kiss her once again.

Deeply disgusted, Spark raised her leg and kicked him. Darrien lost his balance enough to loose the grip on her. Pushing him away Spark turned and fled, listening the laughter of the insane archangel behind her.

With a powerful leap he grabbed her by the shoulder and spinning her, slapped her hard on the face. Spark fell, the force of his strike almost made her loose her consciousness.

  “We could have had so much fun. I guess I will be the only one having it.” Darrien bent down and grabbing her hair, used it to pull her up.

  Disoriented, Spark stared at him with hate in her brown eyes. A small line of blood came out from the edge of her mouth.

  “Oh, she does not like to be pulled!!” He held her head up, pulling her hair down with his left hand, while he grasped her chin with the right and licked the blood from her face. “You did not mind when I pulled your tunic back there in the forest…”

  Spark was dizzy, but not enough to not understand the meaning of what he said. “The pixie. It was you.”

  “Yes, it was me.” the insane archangel dragged the human to the top of the hill, where he pushed her to her knees. “Here she is. She did enter willingly, by her own foot. What else is needed?”

  Spark looked up, thinking that the archangel of Darkness was talking to himself. A cold breeze surrounded her; an uncanny mist emerged from the ground at the same time that a whisper was heard.

  “Her blood. For me… then the spell will be complete”.

  Darrien smiled and leaned to take one of the aztec’s arms.

  “Fun and more fun" he said happily and he unsheathed his dagger.

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