*After taking a quick bite, Dion decides to rest up and go to bed. He goes to his room and shuts the door, too tired to lock it. He sets aside his pack and blade and rolls onto his bed, soon afterwards sleeping soundlt.*

Huhhh? Where am I? Oh, I'm asleep, still in bed. So what's that noise?

*A scene of a recent battle is before Dion's eyes. Amidsts the confusion is a young boy, with a small sword in his hands.*

What is a boy doing here? And with a sword too, it isn't safe... run.

*The boy starts to look around, among many dead peasents, there are men carrying off sacks that are filled with stolen goods. The boy starts to go into a house that is not burning, but he is confronted with a tall man. The man is covered in scrapes, and has a long fishing spear in his hands.*

Hey... kid... get away. Stupid kid...

*The man lunges at the scared boy, wo rolls to the side quickly, and buries his sword in his attacker's back.*

What does that boy think he is doing? Is that man dead?

*The boy starts to cry and frantically wipe his bloody hands on his tunic, which only smears the blood of the man. The boy runs off, reclaiming his sword, and dissipears into the confusion.*

That boy seems familiar. Have I met him before? I can't remember anything...

*Dion rolls off his bed, landing on the floor of his room with a thud.*

Ouch! That hurt...

*Dion looks at the floor, and sees that he is in a puddle of blood. He looks at his hands, that were now stained in blood.*

"What is this? I'm not bleeding..."

*Suddenly the room starts to spin, and Dion is in another room, that is moving slowly.*

Are we sailing already?

*Dion opens the door, and is on the deck of a ship, though not Lemac's ship. He looks over the side, and sees the boy's reflection in the water.*

What the heck?

*Dion looks at his hands, still covered in blood. He then looks at his shirt, that is smeared with blood as well, still wet.*

Huh?

*Dion again looks over the side, and sees the boy again.*

Is that supposed to be me? "

*The water ripples and Dion sees a boy with a red sweatshirt standing next to a tall man. Both of them are blonde headed and have blue eyes, but look nothing like Dion or the boy. The man's reflection is broken by a sidden rippling of the water, and the boy is now alone. He then looks around, and the water starts to rise... or the ship starts to sink.*

"Ahh!! The ship is sinking!"

*Suddenly Dion falls into the water and everything goes black...*

(OCC: yes, this is a dream.)




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