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I'm Dreaming...; Chapter 12 [Destiny - RP 3]
Topic Started: Mar 29 2008, 11:55 PM (328 Views)
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My hotel room at Goodfellas Casino, Las Vegas.

I lie perfectly still, afraid that the slightest movement may frighten off the sleep I so desperately need.

I need to dream.

I look to the bedside table to my right at the small bottle of pills and wonder...








... how long...





















... they take...


























... to work...



























... with a crash I hit the ground. The grass is surprisingly soft, I hardly feel myself collapse onto it. I gasp for breath and clutch at the wound through my chest... it is gone. Before me is the demonic structure... this 'house of hell' I had just passed through. Inside is carnage... dead soldiers from all sides scatter the ring - and right near the exit lies the captain of my guard. The last moment of his life was spent saving me - he pushed me from the structure before dying and I don't know how to ever repay him.

And who was that strange man in a hat who had stabbed us both and killed the good captain?

The captain had seen a no-win situation and had wanted me to climb the mountain.

Which mountain?

The huge one jutting out of the ground before me now.

A board surface space, the mountain seems to have three paths leading up to the top. At the base of the path I stand on his the house of hell. The other two paths are obscured, but along them I see various soldiers charging forward towards the peak.

I am alone, but I start the climb none-the-less. The captain died so I may go on and at least stand a chance against the champion at the top...

... even now, I'm not sure I can beat him.

The last time the two of us met, I gave it everything I had.

I attacked him with every ounce of strength, heart and will that I had - and I like to believe that he did too, but on the day he remained atop the mountain and I was sent in retreat back to my keep. But now that retreat option may be gone it seems. I look with some sorrow at the house of hell which was once my keep - my trophy. Now the lifeless form of the cage enclosing a wrestling ring - dead knights, samurai and soldiers made of diamond scattered amongst the debris.

In that case, there can be no turning back and the only way forward is forward.

With determination I turn and run up the steep slope, towards the peak.

As I run, the enemy appear. Great silver knights stream down the mountain directly at me. To my left I hear the sounds of a great warrior in battle - I turn and see a mighty red-haired knight I remember from an earlier battle relentlessly fighting his way to the top also. To my right I see a sleek golden man also streaking towards the top of the mountain.

For a moment, I wonder if I have to race to the top.

If not only do I have to topple the champion, but beat these other men to it too.

But something inside tells me otherwise.

Something tells me to take as long as I need and do what I need to do to get to him.

I set sight of the mighty castle atop the mountain and charge at the nearest cluster of silver knights. I draw my katana as I see a barrage of broadswords descend on me. Somehow I know that my parry will block them all - and that the returning slash will crumple them all to the ground.

They collapse lifeless without a sound and I continue my charge.

Further up I climb and further I have to fight. Enemies surround me from all sides and I struggle to keep them off me at times. But the goal is clear and now there is no way back.

I have no choice.

I must continue.

The air starts to feel thin but I have no trouble breathing...

... I look around me and am surprised to suddenly find myself atop the mountain again...

... what a view.

I spend what feels like a lifetime standing perfectly still and turning a full 360 degrees to survey the view, the enemies around me somehow complying and remaining frozen in place around me.

There's nothing like that view.

I remember it from the last time I was here.

Something behind me tells me that someone is there though, watching me. I turn around and find a familiar sight. The castle atop a high peak and underneath it, a cave. And out the front of the cave...

... a man...

... the champion...

... he looks at me and smiles, I nod my head in respect. He returns my gesture and draws his sword, beckoning me forward.

And in this moment I know I am not afraid.

I know that I want what he has.

And I'm going to try to take it for as long as it takes.

With a yell I charge forward, brandishing my sword - he bellows and charges at me.

As our blades are about to collide, the world, time and all existence seems to freeze...

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