The Mate Of The Half-Blood.

Chapter 18

-Nate-

Wading through the utter darkness, I push against the fog that traps me. I can feel a presence coming from my left but as I turn to look in that direction, I am met with a blankness that is now my world. I start moving towards the presence. every step I take feels heavier, it is as if I am wearing lead boots.

The harder I push, the more strain I feel. My breath starts to lumber, and prickles of sweat start to bead on my brow. I can feel immense pressure ahead of me, a throbbing sensation, however, there is still no pain.  

A rumble in the darkness puts a shiver of fear in me, I press forward still it feels like, if I push through this barrier, I can get free myself from the fog. A sense of familiarity washes over me. I pause my futile escape attempt and wait for the sound once more…

There it is again.

 I push toward the noise, taking deep, heavy breaths. The more pressure I put on the barrier, the more at peace I feel. I see a slight glint of light in the distance, I feel a slight sense of relief and fight harder. I feel my strength start to wax and wane. The pressure is too much, but the presence is so close.

Gritting my teeth, I push for the final time. The barricade pops as a ray of light floods my senses; I scrunch my eyes shut as the light becomes too much for me. I feel myself collapse to the ground and myself being enveloped in a soft surface before a warm gentle hand caresses me as I squint trying to adjust my eyes to the light and breathe in deep heavy breaths. My body starts to relax as the hand strokes my cheek and the feel of the oxygen begins to return to my brain.

A soft hmm permits the air around me and I feel myself getting sleepy, I feel a slight sense of sorrow in the hmm, my eyes start to feel itchy and my body feels heavy as I fight against the sleep that starts to take me, I force myself to take a look before sleep takes over completely.

  I am almost blinded by the brightness of the light, but I can make out a soft outline of a human the light is too bright for me to fully see a face and I can no longer keep my eyes open as darkness takes over once again.

-unknown point of view-

“what do we do now?” she looks up at me with tears in her eyes and a soft smile on her face the smile does not fool me as I can see the sorrow in the tear-filled eyes. “I don’t know.” She murmurs before returning back to humming the tune, her hand stroking the face of the boy as her tears slowly falling from her face.