Dreamer

15.

Every cell in my body perceive different, every hair seems to have risen, every touch feels  intensified, as every breath I take converts a feeling inside me.

A feeling I have never felt before.

A feeling that makes me feel alive than I have ever been in my life.

A feeling I'm willing to accept.

My eyes take in the environment, sighting the grey walls tinted with burgundy, as the feeling of the two colours seems to bring me at peace, yet, not the peace I know I should have, rather a peace that feels incomplete.

I can't describe it, but it feels as though I'm forgetting something, like there is something important I need to remember, yet, I can't seem to place it, all I feel inside me is peaceful and the surge of something else growing inside me.

Power.

I glance around the room, as my eyes repeat through every object, wall and painting that stays in the room, as all of a sudden they begin to have me congested, after the previous peace I seem to have felt, still yet, it all leads back to what I'm forgetting.

At the point when I feel I can't take it any longer, the door pushes open, as I stare at the person who stands at the door, clearly remembering seeing her before.

Aurelia.

"You're awake." She comes in with friendly smile that I feel to welcome. "My apologizes, we haven't met before, I'm Aurelia." She reaches me telling me with a bright smile, meanwhile, I can't seem to reciprocate the same.

"I know who you are." I tell her truthfully seeing her expression form differently.

"Oh...well that's fine, I know who you are too. So, let's forget about that, why don't you relax, you must be hungry," Aurelia speaks as with her statement her fingers brushes against my skin.

My gaze raises to meet hers instantly, as with the feeling comes a trance in her memory I see, also of a particular person I see in her life.

Octavius.

With the name I remember, so does the memory of everything regarding Octavius coming back to me, with one thing lingering in my head.

My grandmother.

Octavius is the cause of my grandmother's death.

Aurelia gaze perplexed with the look I'm giving her, and it only becomes more perplexed when I grab her by the wrist. "Where the hell is octavius?" I ask her as at my question her gaze widens.

With my grandmother's death fresh in my memory, of seeing Articus driving his fangs into her teeth before snapping her neck, all before I pleaded Octavius to do something and he only stared at me.

"Where is he?" I ask her again as the look in her eyes explains the shock and freight she feels. "Nevermind, I know where he is." A smile takes control of my lips as I let her go, after seeing another of her memory of where Octavius is.

"Atheena," I stop in my track hearing Aurelia call my name for the very fist time. "It wasn't his fault." Aurelia says envisaging what I'm about to do, all still while my back faces her.

"No, it is exactly his fault." I turn to face Aurelia as only anger builds up inside me. I leave her presence, opening the door, whilst she calls and runs after me, but that doesn't stop me again, as through Aurelia memories I seem to have gotten a direction of this place.

I walk the strange grounds, knowing I have never been to Cyrus, but by the looks of it, it looks just like the normal world to me. My pace increasing as I sense in me that I'm getting closer to octavius, and come to a stop when I finally sight him, and his gaze meets eye to eye with me.

He's not the only I find, as he stays with Orion, a woman I've only seen in Aurelia's memories as her mother, and her brother Ares. "You!" My voice echoing through the walls, while my eyes burn with full hatred and anger I gaze at Octavius with.

"Atheena..." Octavius gaze on me with shame clearly in his eyes as he calls my name.

"Don't you dare!" I don't realize when my voice raises high and my fist clenches together. In my head, as I stare at Octavius envisaging my hands around his neck, wanting him to feel the same breathlessness grandmother felt before she died.

As though my imagination comes to reality, Octavius begins to hold his neck while coughing lightly. His cough starting out lightly only to worsen as he tries to escape free.

It definitely takes me surprise, seeing what I wish coming true, yet my eyes are clouded by the revenge inside me. "Ath...Atheena.." Octavius tries to speaks where as the rest only stare in confusion.

"I thought I could trust you. You said I could trust you, yet, you stood there and watched her die while I pleaded with everything in me for you to help. You are nothing but a liar, selfish being and hypocrite who only use people to their own benefits and I do not see any difference between you and Articus." I speak to octavius with my voice not once stuttering or fading, while my composure remains strong.

It is no more foreign that I am not the Atheena who begged for people's mercy anymore, as something deep inside me seems to have changed.

I've become stronger.

"Atheena please... Don't do this... This is not you..."

"Shut up!" My gaze turning to Orion as even though I stare into his blue eyes knowing that I shouldn't treat people like this, I can't help but feel the hurt that I feel.

A hurt that I have been living with ever since.

"I am not done talking Orion, so don't you dare interrupt me." I talk to him as his eyes stare at me as though he is staring at a foreign body.

"I have been trampled upon, I have been pushed to the side, I have been cheated and mistreated in my entire life and not once, not once did anybody come to my rescue, if not my grandmother.

And when you, Octavius came, even if I didn't say, I thought I felt a sense of hope building up in me, not knowing that sense of hope was my doom, that sense of hope that I was worng, was the thing that took the only person that took care of me, that cared about me.

You don't give a s**t Orion, no, you do not give a tiny s**t about me, rather you made me feel worse, or have you forgotten?" I chuckle menacingly, meanwhile, I let Octavius dwell on the situation I put him in.

"You only cared about me saving your kingdom and your people, none of you ever cared what it would do to me, so when I speak I want you all to shut up and listen, because I would never be trampled upon again." I tell each and every of them standing.

"You know I should thank Articus, for doing this to me because it isn't so bad at all, if I can get my revenge on every person who turned me this way. You all claim to be a warrior of light, but you're nothing but s**t, and even Articus is better than you all are, because not once has he ever deceived me.

He promised me power, and he fulfilled it, but tell me, what have any one of you fulfilled for me? If not bringing more pain to my life." I add as with my every word comes my deepest feelings.

"Please Atheena, I know there is good inside of you, I know that..."

"Oh please, not you too." I cut Orion's mother off as she begins with her petty plead. "You don't even know me, and why the hell would you support a man like Octavius, when he's screwing your daughter behind your back." I speak letting a laugh escape my lips remembering seeing such memory from Aurelia.

Orion's mother, flummoxed by the news, turns her gaze to octavius with disappointment in her eyes. "Oops...I guess I wasn't supposed to say that. Seems I'm not the only one he tricked." I add, before my expression brisks back dark.

"Like I said, I would never bow down to any man in my life again, and I would take revenge on everyone responsible for grandmother's death, for that Octavius, I'll leave you to say your last words." My voice deep with my iris darker to which I feel, as with very word I speak, I mean each of them.