[One] Dreaming With Destiny

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[Part 1]

Chapter 1: Dreaming With Destiny

"A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world."

- Oscar Wilde

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 I was sitting on a bench, which just overlooked an ever-flowing stream.

The place surrounding me held such beauty that it almost hurt to look around. There was not one ounce of grass that wasn't covered in multiple colors of flowers, even some small wildlife trailed along the grassy plains. The air smelled of fresh, natural scents; the wind barely surpassed a light breeze, but it still kept me shivering.

Eventually, I got off the bench and walked towards the stream, glancing at my reflection, but not believing it was actually me. That's the thing about dreams, I guess. You can experience something that seems so real to you then, that it's almost silly to question what you're seeing, hearing, feeling. Yet, a small part of me didn't accept the image looking back at me. My hair was longer and wavy, and it perfectly fitted my round face. My eyes seemed to shine a vivid, bright green, and my complexion was alive and glowing as well. I looked like those angels sitting upon Christmas trees, all lit up and pretty.

My gaze moved towards my body where I was placed in a plain, white sundress with straps. It seemed to fit my curves, without seeming uncomfortable or clingy.

Something over my right shoulder caught my attention, so I removed my hair, only to reveal a small tattoo design. They were yellow vines, reaching from the top of my shoulder all the way to my wrist. I started moving and flexing my arm, watching as it moved along with it.

 "You know it's on your back as well?"

I froze immediately. I had thought that I was the only one here.

"Of course you didn't. I wasn't trying to be known."

I blushed and turned around. The first thing I noticed about him, were the transparent wings that seemed to shroud around him from his back. And his purely blond hair billowed around his head, the ends just brushing his cheekbones. But it was his eyes that captivated me and held me hostage, they were the of the deepest shade of blue I had ever witnessed.

He suddenly miled at me. "Skylar, I think we should talk."

"How do you know my name?" The words were out of my mouth before I could even think about them.

He brushed away my question with the wave of his hand and took a few steps in front of me. His feet were bare, but it seemed like the grass caressed the soles of his feet. "I know much more than you think. But you don't have to fear, this is a safe place. Your dreams are the only haven you may have."

"What are you talking about?" I narrowed my eyes at him. I had to remember that I was dreaming, and that next time I shouldn't dream up such creepy, Dr.Phil-type guys.

"I apologize, but you have to know before something happens." The smile vanished, and it was replaced by a solemn expression.

"Like what?"

"Before you make a grave mistake." The boy said, taking a few steps closer.

"Why should I trust what you say, I barely know you!" Even though he said I had nothing to worry about here, I couldn't help but unconsciously take a step away from him. It was then that I realized I was getting closer and closer to the edge of the stream.

"That may be true, but I know you. I have known you from the very start of when you were born. They have already realized who you truly are, and they are coming to find you and take you away." The boy looked up at the sky before returning his gaze on my curious one. 

"Okay, please, explain. This isn't making any sense." I held up my hands as a barrier between us.

He immediately stopped at my gesture. "You must allow me to explain, I will not harm you nor would I wish to. My name is Xave and it is my sworn oath to protect you, your guardian.  This place, this gorgeous area we are in right now? It is yours, mine and everyone else's; a small bit of inbetween land, you follow it and it will lead you to the one place everyone desires to reach in the afterlife. You, Skylar Hardt, are one of God's chosen children. They, the ones who want you, are the worshipers of the Angel of the Underworld. If they take your soul Skylar, you will have to work as a slave for Lucifer for eternity."

As if he saw the obvious horror on my face, he reassured me. "Don't worry though, that is what I am here for. I won't rest until I know you are safe, they won't ever touch you Skylar, believe me." His eyes burned in promise.

I looked into his deep blue eyes, and saw that burning emotion. An emotion so intense that even the blind could see it. Like he was showing me everything he had to offer to me, and I knew deep down that he was speaking the truth.

"You see this? The little vibrations of light, shooting from one hand to the other? I am the only person who you will see this happen with. Do you understand that, there is nobody else that can do this to you than me." I looked between our hands, noticing the little small bolts of light shooting from his hand to mine, from mine to his.

Never-ending.

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