Prophecy of Dreams: Prologue

Prologue:

The twists and turns of my small, fragile body did not help myself get out of the dark dream that I was having. I was in a void of nothingness. Blackness surrounded me, but even tho it was dark I could see as if I were an owl. I kept my arms around me and bit down on my lip. My whole body was shivering. I stared down at my hands and arms, my skin was turning pale from it's usual peachy color. I watched as all the life-ness from my skin disappeared and then I heard it, a familiar, soothing, and commanding voice.

"Keiko," it said softly. It then said it again and again, each time the voice got higher, until I could hear it's loud yells that sounded more like pleading and begging.

"Keiko run, I'll protect you." Another voice had popped into my head, this one was unfamiliar and I could tell right away that it was a male speaking. Unlike the other voice, he had a soft, caring, worried tone, and it made me feel comfortable in this scary place. But even tho his voice helped me be less afraid, my shivering had not stopped and I was completely pail like a ghost.

At that instant, a presence had appeared. I looked up to find a figure of a teenage boy who had the same voice as the first one.

"Keiko," he repeated in a calm voice. The second voice had now vanish and as I listen to the boy who was glaring at me, I realized why his voice was so familiar, his presences was like a memory that was beat into my head. This boy, who had spiky almond chocolate hair and eyes was my brother.

Another presence had arrived a moment later. A cold chilly feeling, breathed down my neck. I looked over to find a boy, a bit older then my brother. He was just as pale and lifeless as me, and had his arms wrapped around my waist. I had not notice this and as I took a closer look into his eyes, I realize they were pure black.

"Everything will be over soon," He said in a grin, smirking at my brother who seemed disturbed by this.

The ora that he was giving off was dark, and mysterious. My little consciousness was telling me to run, but I couldn't, as if I would try and I would get nowhere, or lost inside my brain. The boy then said something unusual.

"Look at your neck," he said in a sexy, injuring way. I suddenly gasped at what I was now looking at. My brother was pale at this, and staring at my neck at if he was frozen. The boy chuckled. "Goodnight."

He let go of my slim figure and vanished. My brother was already gone, and I was about to call for help, but a blurred voice started to call my name.


My eyes started to twitch.

"Keiko...Keiko---wake up." My eyes opened blurry-like to find the heart shaped face of my mother standing over me. "Good-morning sleepyhead. Break-fast is ready, come down when you're ready." I yawned as her cheerful voice filled my head.

Her footsteps faded, and my eyes had adjusted to my small room. The sunlight shone on my face, making it warm and moist from my sweat. I stared up at my ceiling, remembering my dream. I quickly shivered and gasped, looking down at my neck. My long brown hair shifted from my side to my face and I was now staring at my normal skin–– their was no bite mark. The mark I had seen in my dream looked like a vampire bite. But how would I know? I had only seen those marks in the movies, and it was only a stupid dream. Vampire didn’t exist.

I laughed mockingly at myself, wiping the sweat from my face and brushing my hair back. Even tho I tried to forget this one thing still bothered me. It was not the disturbance and fear I felt, but that my brother was in my dream. Why would I dream of him? I sighed softly, and got up to get ready.