15 Reason

A warm yet pleasant heat hits my face, the gentle breeze of the air around me. The blowing of the leaves as I open my eyes, putting my arm over them as to cover the shining bright sun. In amidst all this, a small young girl would walk up towards me. Standing over me while I turn my head to face her. She extends her hand out as she moves her black hair from her face to show her Crimson red eyes piercing me yet, captivating. I reach out to her hand and look at her face, it was Miyuki almost dragging me before speaking.

"Your parents are waiting...so come on."

Her gentle yet demanding tone it's hard to ignore even if I didn't understand it. We walked along the grass field with the wind blowing in our faces with the sun shining as she turns to me and smiles. A warm and truly genuine sign of happiness that even I couldn't help but smile. Tripping and stumbling along the way with my feet, it's hard to explain but times like these were truly light of my life and day. The comfort of someone even fully knowing they could leave at any moment, even the smallest of things could mean way more than they seem. Even with this why does this feel unreal...like fake memories or a vivid dream, but even so it feels genuine. Why that is who knows, as we reach near the road and look both ways before crossing. Right in front told stood my parents and Miyuki's mom eagerly awaiting us. Our footsteps would be heard as we crossed. The sound of tapping and outside noise. No one could expect the harsh reality that would come after, as everyone wants these moments to last forever. The noises of a car approaching, it's tires running and it's ever closer pace. While the car got closer and closer the time in my head seemed like a fleeting dream, like the wind as my parent's face became nothing short of scared. Noticing the car I turn to Miyuki, whether instinct or just simple nature I let go of her hand and pushed her out of the way. Moments like before truly we're genuine. Moments of happiness, no matter how selfish it was to wish for her safety alone I cherished the idea. To put others before me to the bitter end, the idea is truly beautiful even if it's hypocritical. To the point of being nothing short of a miracle. Even being between the line of life and death, I thought of such things. The shock reaching Miyuki's face and yet all I could do was smile. While her face froze in terror at that moment there was nothing I could do. Even if it were to end those warm, gentle, and genuine experiences. Those memories would forever live on. Yeah, that was all I could think. Before I knew it there was no space between the car and me.

I open my eyes to see the ceiling above me as I'm completely covered in sweat as I get up panting. I was like broken glass as it felt like I was breaking apart. I could feel my eyes widen and I began to panic. It was like being on edge, making my whole body tremble. No matter how much I wanted to calm down I couldn't help but continue panting and breathing harder than any scared person would. It was as if my life flashed past my eyes. A vivid dream yet so real, it was almost undeniably real yet I have no recollection of it. Thoughts flew inside my head as I began to hear footsteps near the doorway until they reached a halt. The doorknob was turned, yet that wasn't what made me frightened. The door opens as the person approached me.

"Hey, kid you doing well you not looking so hot."

It was Mordred as I notice him I also notice I'm in my room somehow, I was in my house. Amidst all this, a voice not belonging to Mordred speaks, it was Erika.

"I'm sorry for not helping, but seems like you've calmed down now...what exactly happened?"

I hear her words, no matter how I try to deny it what I experienced was real yet it's nothing more but a still picture. Even now I don't even remember the dream itself but the feelings and pain I felt and even the terror and that flashing of what felt like my life ending in an Instant we're all real. Not being an to give Erika an honest good answer I lie.

"Don't worry it's none of your business anyways."

"Huh? I say otherwise you're clearly drenched in sweat and we're trembling a moment ago and you and I are practically one and the same so don't say its any of my business!"

Somehow I managed to upset her, I guess no matter how cute the puppy it can still bark quite similar to someone else I know.

Even if I wanted to tell her there was nothing I could say it would all sound like a big mess. While I become indecisive as the seconds fly Mordred interrupts.

"Well then now that you're fine I'm going back to watching your tv, kid."

Wait a minute, now that I think about it why is Mordred even here? or how am I here for that matter as well. I'm positive after the battle I collapsed yet I'm positive. Well, whatever the reason or explanation I'm not gonna figure anything out without asking.

"So...how exactly am I here...? or Mordred for that matter."

"Hey! don't think your off the hook yet but Mordred carried you here by my instructions."

Her instructions? wait so Mordred can hear her. I wasn't sure before but if what she's telling me is true which most likely is. Yeah, she can interact with other people...as well as vice versa. This certainly makes things easier but complicates others.

"Got it, but why is he using my shirt...."

Or even many other things on top of that.

I get up from my bed as I head into the living room. Immediately after entering Mordred notices me and turns off the tv and turns towards me and sits up.

"So what's the plan kid?"

Kid? oh, whatever it doesn't matter I guess. Hmmm, he does have a point tho we do need to figure out what do. I move towards the fridge to get a bottle of water as Erika begins to speak.

"Well, the idea was that you get Yuri up to par in terms of his strength as fast as possible. Since we can't really waste time taking down the Virtualizer. It's not like we are on a deadline but the faster the better."

I hear these words and all I could think was that she really is nothing but almost kinda perfect always thinking ahead I and kind and thinking if others to that extent.

"So is that why you had me battle this kid earlier?"

Kid...? I have a name you know...just thinking about it makes me pissed, well annoyed is a better word.

"That would be correct, I merely wanted to see what Yuri would do in a situation where he was alone and when surprised."

"Is that so..? well I think he could have done better but did okay for the most part. Except at the end, I'm not exactly sure what happened but that's all I have said."

Oh right it's true, I'm not exactly sure what happened at the end. That sudden rush of energy it was almost like a temporary boost of sorts. It's just one of many things I'm not sure about including as to why he can speak to her and vice versa. I would think that it shouldn't be possible but at this rate, it seems anything is possible.

Silence fills the room before Mordred gets up and speaks.

"Hey, kid, I'ma sleep on the couch if you don't mind."

He does this while pointing to the couch in the living room right next to him before me even saying a word. Huh? the hell what makes you think you can just crash over at my house. Just the mere thought makes me mad and frown.

If he's gonna stay here then I might as well make use of the time and ask him about the knights of the round table.

"Mind answering my question, it's about the knights of the round table."

He sits up straight nonchalantly before placing his hands behind his head and turning it a bit to the left almost like if he was thinking.

"Knights of the round table..."

He whispers almost in a reminiscent tone. I can't exactly guess what he's thinking but as long as he can provide answers it doesn't matter. Tilting his head before facing me once more and smiling in almost an arrogant way, smug almost reminds me when Miyuki used to say that. Well, not that she doesn't say that now.

"Sure, ask the way."

With his confirmation, many questions pop into my head such as how many who are they and where are they if possible their strength abilities.

For whatever reason, none of those are what I asked first.

"Aren't you a knight of the round table? why would you help Erika when she's going against it?"

The moment I say this his face is almost puzzled shocked in a way as if I should've already known as to why.

"Wait so you really have no clue then?"

The surprise face of Mordred is broken. once Erika asked me her question. Do they really expect me to know? I'm clearly out of the loop.

"No, so I would really appreciate it if you guys would stop being so vague and just tell me."

Their way of keeping cryptic is well not wanted to say the least and is kinda testing my patience.

"You are familiar with Arthurian legend correct?"

Familiar is probably has close as I'm getting I think I know basically what is common knowledge.

"To some extent, Just that it's about how King Arthur was able to wield the choosing sword Excalibur and then became king. Other then that nothing much besides that he threw it in the river or something."

I was being brutally honest there's not much I know.

"Well, that's not wrong just missing a lot of context and information. Do you know how King Arthur would come to fall?"

"No not particularly."

"Well as the legend says he was mortally injured by one of the knights, King Arthur would win in the end but his injuries by the end of it meant his death. That knight who would go against him was none other the--."

Erika gets cut off as Mordred interrupts her.

"Me, The knight who would be named the knight of tyranny or rebellion. To think that my actions are known by who knows how long into the future is truly incredible. With that said it should be quite clear I'm not a fan of King Arthur and never will be. Erika's goal merely overlapped with. mine so that's why."

So, that's why his name was familiar but...isn't he Arthurs son? I mean I could be wrong but what exactly happened to make him go against his own father.

"Aren't you Arthurs son?"

The moment I say choose words Mordred becomes quite furious hitting the couch knocking it over before looking at me with fierce eyes.

"I will never be his son! I'm nothing more but a pawn in his little chess game. A pawn to be sacrificed at any moment, I would be better dead to him! than anything else. That bastard never gave a single fuck about me, so why should I?"

As a sense of dread fills the room, me saying those words made the already awkward room into nothing more than memories. I had clearly flipped a switch that wasn't meant to be flipped. Mordred furiously walked out the door and slammed it along the way before leaving it was almost like a tantrum but way worse in some aspects. I can't exactly say I understand but even so, I still need him.

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