Second Connection

It seems that the girl had left him.

'What a kind girl' he thought as he turned his attention away from the door and walked up to the front desk.

After asking if there was a free room. There was indeed one avalible. If anything, the price was reasonable as well. So, for the first time. Glave actually paid for a room and was actually given the key for the room.

It was weird at first as he stared at the key that the manager had slid on the desk over to him, and then stared at it confusingly. As if he should actually pick it up or not. But the convincing manager gave him the kind of ' You gun pick it up? ' look. Smiling awkwardly, he reached out gingerly and picked up the keys. For the first time, having an eerie feeling as he actually was able to afford something at a reasonable price.

Sure! It was from doing chores for people and stealing some crowns from up his time to now. But still, he felt pretty dam good about it. If not, weird. Actually purchasing something of his own.

Glave looked back and forth from key to the manager as if he expected for him to snatch the key from his hand from any time now. But again, the manager gave him that weird look and asked him if he needed some assistance to his room. To which Glave responded coyly, saying that he had it all under control before heading up stairs.

Thats where he finally reached his room door, and went forward to push the key through the knob to unlock the door. Half expecting it to not work. But the key went straight in, and as he twisted it. He heard that satisifying unlocking sound. Smiling, he pushed the door open and saw an amazing room.

Well for him it was. Closing the door behind him, he locked it. Walking forward inside of the room as it had a nice twin sized bed, a window, washroom, and a dresser.

And it was all for him

Glave felt as if he was about to cry as he went to the window and pushed aside the curtains to look outside. Reaching up, he pinched his cheek again to make sure that he wasn't dreaming, and as reality had it. He wasn't.

Smiling he went straight for the bed. Not bothering to change as he slammed his body within the mattress. It was then that he giggled to himself as he moved around in the comforters before closing his eyes and clutching tightly to the bed. Hoping that this day would never end.

Only that it eventaully would, and he'd fall asleep a few seconds later
(Glave)
It was one of those dreams again.

Waking up, he'd find himself in a dimly lit room. One where he was laying on a platform that glowed with a runic blue color as the entire zone had seemed to be colored either void-black and runic blue. It was as if he was in a time-zone of some sort.

The surroundings was disoriented. There was pieces of void-like black and runic blue buildings and random objects floating around in the space, as if it was frozen in time.

Frowning, he couldn't tell exactly where he was. But he was having these dreams more and more often. The only thing was missing was a silhouette figure standing in the distance. But now. It was just empty.

But now it was different. Now there was a clocktower, off in the gaze as the clock's hand was still. Exactly at twelve o clock. Which he found kind of weird. But he didn't want to question it.

Pushing himself to a stand, he looked around. To only then open his mouth to speak outloud. But at his attempt to try to do something as simple as that. Nothing came out. Frowning, this wasn't normal. Usually he wasn't able to even speak. Usually, he'd wake up by now. But he was still here. What gives. . .

Finally. . . . a deep but calm voice rumbled outwards towards him.

Panicked, Glave turned around to find that there was a royal chair sitting a ways from him now. One that was etched in with runic symbols as the rest of the chair had faded pule etches but was mostly colored a void-black.

It was kind of creepy as the runic blue blazed out with such familiarity. But it soon hit him that the blue seemed to be energetic. As if it was pulsating with energy. Which begged the question. How was this happening?

How did this entire area burn to life with runes that seemed to bare a familiar presence. But being caught up in his own thoughts was his downfall as a figure appeared in the empty chair. A silhouette figure at that.

"It's you. . . " he said outloud as he narrowed in his eyes. But nothing came out.

A sigh came from infront of him as it responded to him by saying that he had to think what he wanted to say. Which Glave responded and told him what he meant to say.

Yes. . . . Do you know who I am? the silhouette figure questioned in a rather curious tone as he leaned back in his chair and placed one of his hands upon his cheek as he tilted his head to one side.

"Noo? Should I?" Glave responded, unsure if he should get closer to him.

A deep sigh would be given from the mysterious figure as he seemed to be unimpressed.

Do you not feel it?

"Feel what?" he replied.

Huh. . . . . I knew it would be too soon. How about this. the figure said as he stood up from his throne. Then he made his way down from his royal chair and walked out towards him. Each step leaving a foot print of a pure energetic color.

DONG!

The clock tower's bell sounded due to his wake. With each step had the clock hit tweleve, and with each step he took, so did the broken buildings around the two of them move. Slowly but surely, and in due time. They were moving rapidly. As if they were a toy boy being carried off by the currents. But instead, these buildings were being carried throughout the air. Sailing aimlessly all around.

lave gave a frightened look as he tried to take a step back. As he felt something familiar. Obviously there was time magic at work here. Or something similiar to it. Taking another step back would the clock tower ring again.

Which he just so happened to blink at, and as he opened his eyes. The figure was standing right infront of him. But this time. He was visable, and he could see him. He had white spiky hair that raised upwards on one side and the other side fell down over his mask. As for his mask. It was an steel black color and only one eye hole slot was open, which revealed a blue from within. As for his clothes, it was more like a cloak that had an orange line running from the top to bottom with chains and locks hanging from his neck which lead down to the ground. Dragging on it if anything.

"!" Glave tried to say something. But the person infront of him placed an index finger infront of him and hushed him.

'How did he get to me so fast? Did he actually freeze time?' Glave thought, but then remembered that what he thought was how he spoke in this place.

Then suddenly, his gaze was adverted to the stranger's eyesight. The two looking into the others eye, and as if Glave was in a trance. He couldn't look away.

Don't worry. . . I'm just speeding up the process the stranger said as Glave stood still.

Before he knew it, the strangers eye glowed an energetic blue. It was as if his eye was caught on fire and burned brightly as Glave stared at it. An eerie feeling shot through him as he felt as if he was burning from the inside out. It was only then that he closed his eyes to hold back the pain as he screamed outloud before he felt as if he blacked out. Everything went white.

"AAHHHHHH!" he screamed as he woke up from his dream. Sweating heavily. He looked about his room trying to figure out where he was. Which he later then touched his body all over to make sure that he wasn't on fire.

"Aah. . . . ooh . . . whew. . " he sighed with relief.

But there was something off. He had his energy aura on as he sat ontop of his bed.

'What did he do to me . . . ' he thought as he stared blankly out his window.

'Who was he. . . '



(Glave)