_deeperinside_
I couldn’t feel a damn thing. Everything felt numb and not real. I was in some sort of dream. Well, more of a nightmare. I was standing at the front doors of Wolfram and Hart and then there he was. My father stood there looking at me and just shook his head. I walked through the doors and started to walk towards him but everything was getting burly, it felt like the hallway kept on getting longer and longer. And then I heard the laughing around me. I saw Jimmy and Tom and the others, the kids that lived on the other side of the tracks, the part that wasn’t dirt poor like my side.
I glanced down at my hands, they were smaller like a kids and my suit was no longer on me. Instead I had on a pair of jeans so worn out that the dark blue color they were originally was now a light blue and my shirt was a white t-shirt with dark stains all over it. As I finally started to near my father, demon’s filled the place but there was a sword only a few inches away from me. I picked it up and just started to swing every way I could, chopping them to pieces and when I finally killed them all I got to my father. Only he wasn’t my father anymore.
It was Angel…
That bastard. I swung my sword at him and made a swift slice through his neck chopping off his head. But instead of turning to dust his head and body just fell to the ground. I glanced down at his head as it rolled over. I look of shock covered my face as I saw his face….my father’s face. It wasn’t Angel’s head I chopped off it was his.
Everything around me started to change. All of a sudden I was standing outside my old house with my father’s body in front of me. I turned around and all the bodies of the demons were now the bodies of Jimmy and Tom and the rest of those no good for nothing bastards.
I looked in horror at the scene but then a feeling of satisfaction started to over come me. Then I smelled something. Something had to be burning. I glance down and I was back in my suit. By the time I glanced back up everything around me was gone. There was nothing but darkness and that smell. It continued to grow stronger and stronger. Then I felt heat, my skin was boiling. Instead of darkness everything was lit up. Hues of red, orange and yellow. Fire all around me. I couldn’t breath, I started to panic, sweat was pouring from my face. Then my eyes flashed open and it was her, kneeling beside me. Frantically I tried to get up but I quickly felt a stringing pain on my side which sent me back down. I could barely move. My eyes flew back and forth scanning the room.
“W-what, where” I took a deep breath. “it was just a dream wasn’t it.” I said softly. My eyes meet up with hers. “I’m surprised you even brought me in, especially with the way I treated you. You shouldn’t just left me at the door to rot.”
I tried to let out a laugh but quickly brought my hand to my side. It burned like hell if I laughed or if I did anything involving too much movement.
I glanced down at my hands, they were smaller like a kids and my suit was no longer on me. Instead I had on a pair of jeans so worn out that the dark blue color they were originally was now a light blue and my shirt was a white t-shirt with dark stains all over it. As I finally started to near my father, demon’s filled the place but there was a sword only a few inches away from me. I picked it up and just started to swing every way I could, chopping them to pieces and when I finally killed them all I got to my father. Only he wasn’t my father anymore.
It was Angel…
That bastard. I swung my sword at him and made a swift slice through his neck chopping off his head. But instead of turning to dust his head and body just fell to the ground. I glanced down at his head as it rolled over. I look of shock covered my face as I saw his face….my father’s face. It wasn’t Angel’s head I chopped off it was his.
Everything around me started to change. All of a sudden I was standing outside my old house with my father’s body in front of me. I turned around and all the bodies of the demons were now the bodies of Jimmy and Tom and the rest of those no good for nothing bastards.
I looked in horror at the scene but then a feeling of satisfaction started to over come me. Then I smelled something. Something had to be burning. I glance down and I was back in my suit. By the time I glanced back up everything around me was gone. There was nothing but darkness and that smell. It continued to grow stronger and stronger. Then I felt heat, my skin was boiling. Instead of darkness everything was lit up. Hues of red, orange and yellow. Fire all around me. I couldn’t breath, I started to panic, sweat was pouring from my face. Then my eyes flashed open and it was her, kneeling beside me. Frantically I tried to get up but I quickly felt a stringing pain on my side which sent me back down. I could barely move. My eyes flew back and forth scanning the room.
“W-what, where” I took a deep breath. “it was just a dream wasn’t it.” I said softly. My eyes meet up with hers. “I’m surprised you even brought me in, especially with the way I treated you. You shouldn’t just left me at the door to rot.”
I tried to let out a laugh but quickly brought my hand to my side. It burned like hell if I laughed or if I did anything involving too much movement.