• Light. Pain. Friends. Love. Hope. Hate.Dark, so dark...
    "Fight the dark"
    huh? How could I. It was so cold, quiet, calm, restful at last..
    "Don't go!" A boy, my age, 18 or so. Tall and brown haired, Blue eyes. Glaring.
    "Don't go Katie. Remember your sword..."
    sword? SWORD!!! My wonderful sword, golden hilt, shining silver blade, blue pommel stone. Tucked away in a silver and blue sheath. As I thought about it, the darkness shrank.
    I openned my eyes. I was floating along. No, not floating. In a tank. Breathing tube and all. I glanced around. A small white tiger floated by. Weird. I could breathe. Probably an isolation tank. I could see white human forms through a wall of glass. A crack. I moved towards it. Hammered it. And then..
    "She stirs..." A silky voice. Then pain, agonizing pain through my body. A battle cry, from me.*wham* *SMASH!* Glass flying, I lept through the wall. People in white uniforms screamed and ran. I grabbed the little tiger and ran out into the night. As i ra through a hall, and out doors, I could sense I wasn't being followed. After what felt like miles through a forest of oaks and pines, I collasped by a lake. I gazed at my reflection. Green eyes, round-ish face, short blonde hair, blue tank top, jean shorts, and tennis shoes. I heard a noise and swirled around, drwing the sword at my side. A horrible cry came from a shadow. And then, it came out of the shaddows. It was dark, vaguely human shaped. It struck my chest, with claws cold and dark. Before I passed out, I slashed at it, cutting what looked like its head off. And then, everything went black.