Guardians

chapter 1

"Stay away from her you tyrant!" a voice of a woman was heard amidst the explosions and the shouting. She was in the middle of a dark lobby or some sort. Kind of like the fancy looking ones you only see in hotels or grand, well kept castles.

She looked around, spinning and spinning as if looking for something or someone. Her beautiful face looked afraid. She was clutching her bulging stomach like there was something precious inside it.

After a moment, sensing that nobody was around, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She heard a man's voice and a smile was painted on her face.

As she started to walk on the direction of the voice, a dark shadow appeared in front of her. I could not see the person making the figure, but I could tell he or she was huge. I looked at the beautiful woman, fear was once again spread unto her face. A mix of mortification and anger was what I could see. She held unto her stomach ever so tightly.

I braced myself on what was about to come. I've seen this scene so many times but my heart kept raising in tuned with the woman's every single time.

I took a deep breath and tried to close my eyes- no use. I still could see everything that was happening. The figure raised his arm and a light of some sort was coming out of it. The woman stepped back and tripped from her long white robe. She fell on the floor, one of her hands was still gripped on her stomach. For so many times I wanted to help her up, for so many times I also tried and failed. I guess that is just how it is in dreams. You're there, but never really there.

A scream, bright blinding lights, and another man was on the floor in front of the woman. A sad feeling hit me again, the same intense feeling every time I see this part of my dream. But what was about to happen was way worse than all of it. I wanted to wake up. I wanted to run, to just get away, anything to spare me from what is about to happen. But I can't, I was transfixed, I was forced to see.

" YOU!!!" the woman shouted, tears were cascading all over her face. Her eyes were a strange mix of red and brown. I could tell she was angry. And I bet the figure did too because he was backing out several steps away.

" You cannot stop me now Amanda. No one can." The figure spoke in a voice so deep and frightening. Just like the ones you hear from villains in a movie. " I will kill her so the Guardians will never be completed. You and all the world will bow to me." And a laugh so filled with malice and evil rang.

The woman clenched her stomach, everything happened so fast I could not understand. She glowed so beautifully. Even her tears glowed. And then she screamed more of like a pleading scream, I felt pain, like my body was being ripped into pieces. I hate this feeling of all. How could a dream give me such a painful feeling? Then the figure also screamed. He screamed a scream of mortification and loss of all hope.

Screams echoing from the distance...

Bright blinding light...

Sound of my alarm clock ...

And I awoke.

I turned my alarm clock off and dozed off for a while. After all, even if my alarm read 7:00 am, it was actually just 6:45. You see I have this sort of habit- I tend to always be late. Yes, I'm not totally proud of it but I couldn't help it if I think sleeping is the best thing ever invented- if it ever was an invention.

After a while, I opened my eyes and scanned my room. I know there would be nothing different with it but it was just like looking in the mirror again and again when you pass by some in a row. You already know what you look like but you look again anyway. It's an instant reaction, like something you do without thinking.

After another while of staring blankly out the window, I realized that it was actually raining. I smiled. I don't know why but, unlike most people, I really like rain. I guess the cool wind it brings is my most favorite of all, odd as it may seem.

"Marque" my mom called right on cue. Now I know it's actually 7.

My life is practically a routine. The only thing that changes with my life's activity is the transition between school days and vacations. However, they are still pretty much the same.

Don't get me wrong, I like steady activities. But the constant monotony is juuuust driving me crazy!!! Even my dream is the same!

As I got out of bed, I told myself, like I always do...I am in desperate need for change!

Little did I know that the universe had already conspired a plan for me.