Nikita Valesta - Nightmares never go away

Silence.
Darkness.
Voices like a faint echo from a distant past.
"Will the nightmares ever go away?"
The answer is almost sympathetic
"No."


Nikitas eyes snapped open and she sat up so fast that chloe turned over and her eyes blinked open, a sleepy hoarse voice mumbled a question about what was happening. Kita lay back down and pulled the duvet over Chloes shoulder and whispered for her to go back to sleep.
Kita lay down again and lay still. After a while, Chloes breath revealed when she was back asleep and Kita got out of bed, careful not to wake up her Sister.

Kita looked at her sister. The moonlight played in the Galliard's hair, making it look like black silk on the pillow. Kita wanted to reach out and touch it, but did not want to risk waking Chloe, so she did not. The soft wind outside made the trees wave gently, but the images were playing in Kitas mind still. The chaos of the fight, the jab of pain.
As the others had fallen, Nikita had snapped her teeth into the schyted arm and grabbled for purchase on the slick surface. She had found nothing but a puddle of slime on the floor, but she felt the energy building. The last one had hurt like hell, slowing her movements as the pain had surged through her body, nearly paralyzed her muscles in a surge of pain, but she had clung and tugged, pulled at teh stupid limb, fought to keep it still for the Umbral Grapevine and her packmates to destroy the creature.
Energy, pure power of the Wyld creature and cackling like electricity, shot through her. it took the shortest route to the ground, and that was through the fang dug into the flesh and down into her left hand grappling for purchase. It was the works of the Wyld, the unknown nameless chaos, and that was the only reason Kita could find for it not to have roasted the heart in her chest. It had "just" miscoloured her fur and her eye, turning it pale blue and clouded, the oposite of the beautiful dark earthern brown colour her right eye still bore.

Thomas' death was in the past now. His Gathering had been held and he had moved on. Tristan had not been seen for a couple of months... but beofre his single appearance, he had been gone as well. Why did the nightmare return now? was he comming back?
Kita moved on bare feet out into the dark hallway. the floorboards creaked lightly under her weight as she walked into the library, to the soft carpets. She pulled the beanbag chair over to the window and sat down. She looked out over the garden, out over the area where King Bling held court.

Curling up in the beanbag, she reached over the bag of the couch and pulled the blanket over her. She sat like that, unable to sleep, as the sky in the east began turning pink.