So, I have been in a dry spell, like any of you care, but I finally went lucid last night, but that’s later. First I have to set this up by telling you guys about when I met my Dream Shadow. This was from way back, but I will never forget him, and I have to fight him again. Well, lets get to it.
My dream starts out with me walking down this sidewalk in this weird city. I say weird because there was no one in it. But it was like I could feel the presence of thousands of people around me, like afterimages or something. But then I start getting that feeling you just get when your in a dream. And then I woke up inside the dream and got this awesome rush of power. Then, I decided I needed a cooler outfit. So, I close my eyes, and for effect, focused a rush of energy to accompany my change. When the blast ended, a wave of energy (black) spread out from my location and I'm left with my outfit. It was this long black coat that trailed somewhat on the ground, and each side met just above my waist and split just above my chest. I had black, loose jeans on, and black gloves. yah, I like black. My shirt under the coat was some weird fluffy shirt, loose fitting. At my side there was a sword hanging from my waist. On the left arm of my coat their was a full moon, and on my right arm was this twisted red line running up my coats arm that ended in a pentacle star. All of the trim on my coat was blood red. I was amazed it turned out so well. Oh, and I had this ragged trailing red silk scarf on.
It looked so cool. I just had to draw my sword and swing it a few times. But before I could, someone caught my arm. Turning around, I was shocked, It was me, only, not me, exactly. My hair (at the time) was wild and long, curling at the edges, and was from dark brown to black, his was neat, still long, and was either white or silver. My eyes were dark brown, his were blue. And in stark contrast to my outfit, where mine was black, his was white, where mine was blood red, his was sky blue. So yah, different but exactly the same. I will try and include as much dialogue as possible. "What are you doing?" he said. "Trying out my sword." I say wearily. "Why?" he asked. "No reason." I say. "You can't try it out on the air, can you?". At this, I can only smile as he grasps his sword.
I rush him and swing, and he blocks. I swing a few more times, but none connect. "Is that it?" He asks. I reply "Hardly." as I rush him again, this time jumping up before reaching him, and slamming my sword down with all my might. But he still blocks, and I just hang there in the air. Then, he removes one of his hands from the hilt, and points at me. White light gathers around his finger and a huge blast of energy shoot me off of him. I jump out of the blast, a large amount of black energy shielding me from most of the damage. Just before I land, he disappears and pops up right in front of me, swinging his sword. I manage to block his attacks, but he flashes of before I can retaliate. Looking around, I sense his power on top of one of the buildings. I flash up behind him, and try to hit him, but he sidesteps me and then swings back, hiting my arm. My arm bleeding, I take a huge step back, and unleash an energy blast of my own. But he just splits it with his sword. Then he lunges at me, a trail of white energy following him. I manage to block his sword, and our two energies meet in a spectacular entanglement. Then he looks at me with his cold blue eyes and says "Very good, but not quite here yet." And sparks of red energy begin to flow around his right eye. At this point all I can think are profanities, because I know what’s coming, my own attack. It would be so awesome, if it weren't aimed at me. With the yell of its name, "Corrosion" the red energy rushes me and my dream body stars disintegrating. And both of us are just laughing maniacally as I started to wake up.
Dang him, I have to fight him again. That’s what I tried to do last night, call him out, but the jerk wouldn't come. And I was so ready. Oh well, I'll get him next time. And if any of you ask, yes I am a fan of Bleach, and no, this was not based off of Ichigo's inner hollow.
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