A Dead Summer

DOS: REVER

"Death is not a finality,

Death is a transition..."

- Lyn Bellamy (FBC Anadarko)

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[Santa's]

They say that in every lose there's always another gain. Sometimes it works on me too. But normally my life's curse kick in.

Today is another day of a tiring work. Every night since I started working in the herb shop, Stan recommended I make sure that I have a few minutes of night stroll. I have always been so fond of the night. It reminds me of several things.

Its been a month since I came here. The work in the shop is tiring yet fulfilling. Mrs. Mirdelle is a strict but nevertheless she's a good boss. I'm learning so many things to her. And she love my cooking. For the past month I've been happy. I earn two new friends too.

I got a little spaced out that I forget about where I am. I have gone too far from my usual route for stroll.

I look around the place that I am in. The street looks deserted. The lights are off, that if not because of the shining moon everything will be so dark. It also didn't help that the place lacks of habitant. It was quiet empty.

I was about to head back to the shop when some mobsters block my way. They are four guys with this bulky, tattoo shits and all. I can't explain the sudden dread I felt inside of me. My hands are cold and my body is trembling. I knew right away that I'm in a bad situation. A really bad one..

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[3rd]

Santa knew right there that she might lost something. She's scared but her courage is impalpable.

The guys take a few steps toward her that she have to take some steps back. They are so scary that possible situations came flashing down her mind.

"Fancy meeting you here miss." one of the guys retorted.

"Y-yeah. I got a bit preoccupied, I lost my trail. I'm heading home now, c-can you let me pass?" Santa ask them stuttering.

The guys laugh at her and take more steps towards her. She is a skilled judo fighter but this guys are quiet a bad news for her..

"What made you think that we'll let you pass? You'll be a great product you know. After enjoying ourselves to you, we can still sold you out. We'll make a lot of money from you." the man in the middle crazily said.

That make Santa gulp. She can't let them have her. So she turn her back to them and sprint.

For her, her chastity is a gift that can't be taken easily. If she will have to give that up, it has to be to the man she love. And most probably not this way. If she have to bargain her life then she will. Pathetic, yes, but its her belief and she don't have any plans on giving it up.

Running was never her friend that the guys seems to catch up with her easily. Or maybe they just know the right alleys to turn just to corner her. But she doesn't have any plan on giving up. So she keeps her pace and run a little bit more. But maybe fate got her really bad this time. Cause at the end of the alley she turn in is two of the mobsters she met earlier. And when she glance at her back the other two are already guarding the entrance of the alley.

"So how's your run?" one of them ask sarcastically. Santa didn't say a word trying to catch her breath.

"Did you really think you could outrun us? This street and all of its alleys are home. We knew every single part of this place?" the other one said mockingly but she didn't flinch.

"You've got your tongue tied there lady?"

"Some Filipinas are really annoying you know. I don't understand why you're in here. What do you think of the streets of Detroit a freaking playground?!" the seems to be leader angrily spat at her.

Santa remain silent. For her its quiet nonsense to answer back to them. They will still hurt her after all.

Maybe the guys got already pissed so they decided to attack her already. But Santa is prepared so when one of the guys tried to tackle her she threw a punch right at his face. She threw a lot of punches and kicks that you can really hear grunts and groans from the mobsters. But she's not a mutant or what. Despite her skills, she still can't stand a long good fight to four big-muscled guy. So her body receive series of deadly punches and kicks too.

She knew that she won't last long so she created an opening to run. But its hard to outsmart bad guys. So before she even take a full run, a sharp thing stab right under her left ribcage. The pain immediately consumes her mind that she fell to the cold street clutching her wounded chest. She was soaking to her own blood and she's spitting some too. It was beyond being painful. It feels like that her life is being suck out of her. She's slowly losing it.

"Oh s**t! Why the hell did yah stab her?!" Santa can hear one of them bubbling. She can't hear them clearly but some still registered in her.

"What can I do? She's f*****g annoying! How can she even fight like that? If we're not train to fight this girl could easily take us down."

She can hear some inaudible after that but none was clear. Her eyes are feeling heavy already. And the pain was getting so unbearable that she actually wanted to rest a little. But before she can even close her eyes some sounds came near her. But the pull to go to sleep is really strong.

"Hey miss. Don't die. We're going to get you save. So please don't sleep yet."

A man's voice pull Santa a little to get back. So she open up her eyes to see the man. When she open up her eyes she came face to face to the most beautiful gray eyes she have ever seen all her life. And they are staring right on her almost dead eyes.

Santa so wanted to stay awake. But Hypnos' pull is a lot stronger. And besides she feels like someone was calling her. So she give in. She close her eyes and let sleep cradle her. She let her soul rest not minding of what will happen the moment she wakes up..

Or if she'll ever wake up again..

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[Santa's]

My body felt a lot different. I remember every little things that happen. The deserted street, the mobsters, the fight, and the stabbed. But its weird that I don't feel any pain.

I actually think that I'm really dead. And what I'm feeling is something connected to it.

I am afraid to open my eyes. I'm scared that I will wake up to a place where I'm with those mobsters. But it was hard too even resist the urge of knowing what really happen. So I open my eyes. That I immediately wished that I didn't. Cause what in front of me is a war.

And I'm in the middle of it.

Where the hell am I?!!!!

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The freaking war I came to witness end after almost three hours. I'm so curious that I have to look around to know the place I am in.

The place is beautiful. Yeah, if there is no body and bloods around. The flowers nearby are in a weird shade of blue and gold. They look like star gazer though. The trees moving. At first I thought I'm just hallucinating but no, they are moving. The animals are weird too. And there is a freaking unicorn. Yes, unicorns flying around. But what really caught me up are the herbs. There are a lot of them.

I was woken up in my trance when a guy in a battlesuit suddenly pulls me.

"Aren't you a healer? Why are you not attending to the wounded?" the soldier angrily ask me.

"Ha?"

I got a nerve wrecking glare from the soldier when he heard of my answer.

"Hurry up, the grand prince is wounded. You need to tend his wounds." he shouted at me before pulling me towards some tent.

Inside a tent is a beautiful bed adorned of gold and black intricate designs. But the blood splatter in the comforter ruin its beauty. And the owner of the blood is in the center of the bed wincing in pain.

I sat beside the so called 'prince' (I'm still not believing this shits) and check his wound. Its a two to three inches deep stabbed wound. Luckily the position is a little bit safe and no organ had been damage. (I learn the organs position to Mrs. Mirddle, its a good help). I reach out to some lotus flowers and alugbati leaves and squeeze it right above the wound. When the juice touches the prince's wound it immediately closed that left shocked me. The soldier who brought me inside the tent is also shock..

I could think that I have some magic but its a little bit absurd. But the wound and the cure I use for its treatment really gets me curious. If I'm in earth at the moment that procedure with that kind of wound will take atleast a month or two to heal. But that wound close right after the lotus and alugbati juice fell on it. Unbelievable!

How on earth those plants close a f*****g two inches wound?

What the hell is this place?!

*******Belle