Nightmares

"Nightmares" is an Extended Universe oneshot written on June 19, 2015. 
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She was running…running toward the barrier… It was just a few feet in front of her… She was close! So close!
She could hear her friends and comrades screaming at her…telling her to run faster…
The floor was going to explode…No, she had to keep running! She was going to make it! She had to! Suddenly, white flashed around her. She could feel the pain…the heat…
She gasped as she jolted awake and catapulted into a sitting position. The Lady breathed heavily as she tried to compose herself. Her heart pounded as sweat soaked her forehead and her long-sleeve nightgown. She paid no mind to it as she looked around to take in her surroundings. 
It was dark, but she was able to make out the underground bunker Hel had created for her and her comrades. Then she saw that she was leaning against Shadow, who was sleeping soundly…much like everyone else. It was a dream…a nightmare…a horrible nightmare. Then she noticed that her face felt wet. She wiped her face and noticed that she had been crying in her sleep. 
She sighed and leaned back against Shadow. This was the fifth time this week that she had this horrible nightmare. It was the same thing every time…her running…hearing her friends shouting her name…feeling the pain and the heat… It was all too real, except…it was real. It actually happened at Midgardsormr’s trial. She sacrificed herself to save Shadow…and was killed. 
Tears formed in her eyes again as she thought about that awful day. It had only been two weeks since that day…but it felt like an eternity ago. That still didn’t heal the scars of the trauma. She barely got any sleep since that day. She was plagued by the nightmare or Warren would try to keep her up by talking…not that she minded. She loved talking to Warren. It delayed the nightmares…and it reminded her that she was still alive. 
There were times where she was afraid that she was only a ghost amongst the Rebellion…that she wasn’t really alive. She would jump whenever someone touched her. The Lady couldn’t take it anymore…she needed some air…needed to breathe. She quickly stood up wrapping her cape around her to keep her warm and quietly walked outside trying not to wake anyone up as the tears flowed down her cheeks. 
Category:Events
Category:Grey Bergman
Category:EU