𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘮 𝘐?
I was in a laying on a soft bed in a large room. It was bigger and better than my room. There laid a cute girl next to me. She had pink hair and was half naked. 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭... "𝘢 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮?" I never dreamed before. It made me feel like a robot. It felt so real. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘪𝘵?
"What were you about to say?" the pink haired girl said. She had her eyes closed.
"..." I did not know how to respond.
She laid her hand on my head and started to scratch my hair. It felt so good. But then her eyes opened. "Hmm...?" She was moving her finger over my head like she felt something. "!!!" the girl startled from something. She went from a laying position to a sitting position in less than a second. She looked at me with a scared look.
"W-whats wrong? Is there something on my head?" I asked panicked.
"D-d-d... Demon!!!" she screamed so loud that my eardrums started to hurt.
"Hey that's not nice you know!" I said to her with a angry voice.
The girl hasted to the back at the room. She fell from the bed out of panic.
"Are you okay?" I asked.
She hasted to some clothes on the floor. She grabbed a bra and something in the pockets of her vest.
My eyes went wide open. "Is that... a knife?!"
The pink haired girl held a small knife in her right hand and a bra in her left hand. She pressed the bra against her chest to cover her breasts. "S-s-stay away from me demon!!"
"Why are you so mean?! Don't ruin my dream!" 𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵! 𝘔𝘢𝘺𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮. 𝘐𝘵 𝘪𝘴... 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦!?
"Your hair and eyes colors were pink. Your head... has horn marks!!"
"Horn marks...? My dad told me I felt from the stairs when I was little." It was true that he said that.
"Liar!! Demons are liars! Murders! Monsters!!!" The girl looked so horrified.
"Stop bullying me!! I've had it!!" I crawled to the girl. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘮𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱.
"Stay back!!" The girl aimed her knife towards me.
"I won't let you bull...! Aaaaaargh!!!" It burned. The girl stabbed my hand and it burned. I felt pain. 𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦... 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵? I went back from fright
She crawled over me and yelled, "Take this!!!"
"Aaaaaaaargh!!!" She stabbed me in my left shoulder. She must have aimed for my heart. Luckily she missed. I started to cry. "Why, why, why! Why me!!!" I was scared. "I don't want to die!!"
The girl hastily put some clothes on and ran away after she yelled, "freak!!"
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯! 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯! 𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯! 𝘐'𝘮 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘥𝘪𝘦! 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘦! 𝘞𝘩𝘺 𝘮𝘦?! 𝘗𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵! My eyes started to close. It felt like I was fading away.
"... be fine!!" I heard a man scream.
My eyes opened a little. I saw a tall figure. It held me in it's arms. "Who... are... you...?" It was hard to speak.
"It's okay... I'm... close your... You will be fine." It was a voice of a man.
I tried to sharpen my eyes to look at his face, but my eyes felt to heavy. I lost consciousness.
Finally my eyes opened again. "Where... am I?"
"Reuben you're awake!" a brown haired man said. He was taller, stronger and hotter than me. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵.
"How are you feeling?" another man said. He was a big guy with a beautiful blue beard. 𝘞𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘣𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 𝘢𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴?
"Hey don't look down on me your two I'm..." not that small, I wanted to say. But as soon a I tried to stand up I reliezed I couldn't. I laid on a white bed in a scary room. 𝘐𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢 𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘵? It was a skelet from a bunny or dog... or both. "Where am I?!"
"Reuben you're at a hospital. It felt like yesterday that you were home isn't it?" It was mister Bluebeard who spoke the words.
"A hospital? I knew that..." 𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸? It kind of made sense after I thought about it twice. "So you are a doctor," I said to mister Bluebeard.
"Indeed!" mister Bluebeard said. 𝘚𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥? "I am doctor Moisturizer and last night you've been attacked." 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩
"Attacked... by who?" 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢 𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘭. 𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯. 𝘋𝘰𝘤𝘵𝘰𝘳 𝘉𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭.
"I'm sorry it was dark... I can't remember..." mister handsome said.
"One question... How did I get here and who are you guys?" 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘰𝘵.
"I wrote the story down to make it easier for the next Reuben," mister handsome said. He took some paper and started to read it out loud.
"All this information is hurting my head..." 𝘐 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘣𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘧 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯. "My... my head really hurts." I lost consciousness... again.
"Okay, but I have to focus so the two of you have to leave."
"I don't think I should leave you alone with my patient."
"It's okay doctor let her handle it."
"𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩... fine. I guess you are his caregiver, so he is you're responsibility."
My eyes opened after I heared a door being closed. I was back in the same room. "How long have you been sitting here? Wait... you are not mister handsome!" The moment I saw her face I remembered all of it. 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮 𝘰𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘦... 𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭?! It was the pink haired girl who stabbed me. 𝘚𝘰 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘰𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩.
"It's okay it will be over soon," the pink haired girl said.
"..." I did not know what to do. My mind just stopped. Nothing happened until I felt my hands shaking. This was the girl who tried to kill me.
"I promised you I would tell you how to use light magic right?" the pink haired girl said. 𝘋𝘪𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦? "Light magic is not like the other primary magic types. You can only use light magic if you want to help someone with your magic. It's the magic you use for good things. Like healing people or strengthen them. Only when your heart is good u can use it. Even when you do it out of good will it is still hard to use it. At the moment you lose hope in it the magic won't cast or you will fail. Awfull things can happen when you fail. People who think they're not ready are not ready. You have to believe you can help someone and have faith in yourself. Then and only then you can use light magic. And right now I won't be able to use my magic on you. Cause right now... I'm not up to something good." She smiled the whole time with a soft smile and seemed so innocent. Only the last sentence disturbed me. She did not sound evil. She sounded like she was doing it for something good. Like she would do a big favor to the world by doing something bad. She grabbed a needle out of her back. "I had to steal this... it will make you fall asleep... forever."
"Please don't...!"
The needle went trough my leg when she said, "I'm sorry. It has to be done. Sleep well."
TO BE CONTINUED...