Villainous Michael
Michael flew slower than before. Instead, he took his sweet time. With Gaya beside him, even the treacherous ocean looked pretty and soothing to him. After flying for almost six hours nonstop, Michael found a hill. He made his way to the hill and sat on the edge with Gaya. Nightmare sat between them after shrinking his size to the size of a puppy. The white mist blanketed the island before them. Occasionally, several hills and towers peeked through the fog. Everything was dead silent. The night sky slowly turned gray, signifying the sunrise. Looking at the gloomy treacherous ocean, Gaya rested her head on Michael's shoulder. He wrapped his hand around her, pulling her closer to him.
"I wish the rest of our lives would be like this. Peaceful," Gaya sighed.
"It will be. I promise. When I am done, there will be nothing but peace in this world," said Michael.
"I wish Vedora were here," said Nightmare.
"Me too," Gaya nodded.