Nightmares (2)

We are what we think of ourselves....

"Please, save me... Please." A pleading voice drew Xiao yuer's attention again, Tears streamed down this lady's face as despair drowned her expression. Her eyes were bloodshot, her limbs quavering like a hunger starved pauper.

With a sunk demeanor and heavy heart, Xiao Yuer replied with a raised tone, "I'm... I'm sorry miss but... there nothing I can do." It was hurtful saying this, but he really had no other choice.

" Please save me. I don't want to die yet. Please!!" The pleading voice of the lady became persistent the longer Xiao Yuer stared at her. Her face dropped as minutes ticked until her pleadings only left through whispers.

"Please save me..."

Crack!

Time was running out for the lady as more cracks appeared on her pagoda. Some parts of it beginning to detach and plummet into the raging waters beneath. The gurgling resonance of waters becoming rougher as those spiders shredded those construction into pierces.

Xiao Yuer frowned, shivers of fear and shock running down his spine like he'd seen the most terrific thing he'd never thought of. If this beasts were able to shred concretes like this what more would a fragile flesh be to them?

"Please Mr. Save me. Savee Mee. I don't want to die pleaseee!!!"

The calling voice enshrouded with despair, and loud wails drew Xiao Yuer who now witnessed the lady clinging hard to the tall pole on her pagoda as her last breath depended on it.

It was heartbreaking for Xiao Yuer that he dropped on his knees.

His silver strands of hair swaying furiously like a flag mounted in a raging tempest.

It was hopeless...

All hopeless...

The gloomy sky above the both of them became gloomier, dark grey cottons of clouds swirled around furiously like a hurricane occuring within the heavens. It's center, an impending doom of cracking and sparking electrical currents, threatening to strike any moment.

Tick....

Tick....

Tick...

Like the last sound of a wall clock stroking midnight, so did raindrops soak Xiao yuer's outfits, maleficent winds slapping a few drops to Xiao yuer's face. 'its going to rain? When Really did the world get into this mess? '

The more Xiao Yuer questioned himself about his environment, the more he felt his consciousness slipping away with an headache.

"Please help meee!!!!"

The final wail that broke beside Xiao Yuer before a quick flash came nearby. The rain became heavy, and at that very moment had soaked outfits, clinging them onto the skin of their wearers.

Silver lashes dropped raindrops as they raised, watching a towering pagoda beside him get struck by a cackle of lightening. Time seemingly paused for minutes then resumed slowly, teary eyed Xiao Yuer watching the lady wail uncontrollably as she fell into the tempest beneath them.

"Please... Help... Me..." Like whispers of a shattering soul, Xiao heard before a feminine body was torn into shreds. Xiao Yuer watched. He unblinkingly watched it all happen to the very end.

Blood spluttered around likewise limbs, bones and muscles and flesh's. Each beast struggling to get a taste of the fresh dish that pummeled into their den. Climbing over one another to get a taste.

Before the Lady's figure could even think of touching the water... Nothing remained of her existence. Even her blood were drunk out the dark blue waters.

Loud outwardly screeching sounds followed.

Almost to that of a string forcefully dragged.

Slowly, those creatures began to dissipate likewise awaiting another new dish. Xiao Yuer sighed transfixed, staring right at the waters, as minutes ticked by, the waters gently rose higher than before.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!"

Another spine chilling scream riled the stormy atmosphere and Xiao Yuer located it's source. This time, it was a man, the water tides had risen to the level of his pagoda and those creatures began their attack.

Severing Limbs after limbs just like what Xiao Yuer earlier witnessed, this man was torn into nothingness. Not even a strand of hair left.

This sight took a great toll on Xiao Yuer who let a cloud of hopelessness escape his lips. His limbs twitched, silver eyes coated in fear quavered, chills ran down his spine. his heart doubled it palpitation that Xiao Yuer's ears could hear the beating. Drumming like a Zhanggu of the Qing's dynasty. Obvious signs that he was scared. Why shouldn't he be scared when he was going to die by the hand of his greatest fear and nightmare.

Nightmare...?

Was it?...

A deafening thunder sparked around, obstructing Xiao Yuer from his thoughts, and reminding him of his current predicament.

Rainfall became heavier while tides rose quickly, encroaching more and more pagodas. Shrilling wails of pain and agony spilling over the air, creating a tense seizure around.

"...?"

Xiao Yuer heard a rush move past his ear. He looked above and saw a green tendril dangling all the way From the swirling clouds in the sky. He grabbed it and pulled it, it was firm.

What was he going to do with this?

The very first question that rang within Xiao yuer's head until his silver eyes swept around. Other pagodas around had the green tendrils dangling above them.

Should he grab it and swing around like a monkey?

His eyes quickly caught sight of a masculine figure who did just what he thought. And with a quick flash of bright light, his tendril got severed, sending him to his grave.

Maybe not.

or perhaps climb the vine until he reached the sky?

Another figure who did just what Xiao Yuer thought again, embraced a quick flash just severing his own tendrils into nothingness. Roasting him black and leaving him head body flat into the water.

Xiao Yuer shivered. Maybe not.

Xiao Yuer waved his head, dissipating his silver strands of hair that attached to his head, likewise the slow dizziness that encroached his head. His silver eyes slowly watching the wet slippery tendrils in his hold. What was the use of it then?

The thundershowers fell heavier and heavier at every moment that passed, bringing forth more wails and screams than the previous ones. Xiao Yuer stood up. His silver pupils swept around and he suddenly understood the importance of the vine.

It was a survival games. Just like the inter-tournament the four popular sects usually performed, to select which sect was the best.

The objective of the vine was to swing to a nearby pagoda, especially the taller ones, and kick out whomever was on the pagoda. One must be quick while doing so, to avoid the lightening from briskly severing his or her tendrils.

Xiao Yuer keenly watched a man housing a lower pagoda, who's position was almost reached by the raising water. The man hurriedly wrapped his arm around his tendrils and briskly climbed on it.

Breath paused within his throat, while his chest hammered heavily. Xiao Yuer watched the man swing on the tendrils.

One... Two... Three... Four...

Nine... Ten... Eleven!

FLASH!

The unfortunate man had his tendril severed. Plunging him head first into the raging tempest of maleficent spiders who mauled him. Xiao Yuer frowned slightly at the sight before facing his own tendrils. Eleven seconds. Just eleven seconds to be on the rope before he should alight on another pagoda.

How on Earth was he going to perform such useless act using eleven seconds??

"I should just give up and plunge myself into this ocean, since I'm going to die anyways." His eyes glanced at the rising depth beneath him while he suddenly remembered the lady who plummeted into the waters.

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Back into the town of Wuzhen, the commotion hadn't dissipated a bit, rather, it increased as onlookers watched in dismay. Everyone fearing to near the area where two bodies resided.

That of a laying little boy, and a beautiful silver intricate man kneeling right beside him.

Strange enough, the man who offered to help the little boy, had suddenly became static ever since he arrived to help. Not only that; his skin, they embraced the very pale nature the boy who laid still embraced.

"Is he dead?"

"Don't know. Must've been affected by the strange curse disturbing that little pickpocket."

"Ha! That's his cup of tea! I warned him earlier, now look at where he's landed himself to.... A static ghost! "

" It's not funny you glass of milk. At least he volunteered to help. "

Chatters upon chatters enshrouded the anticipating ambience that welcomed this environment. All eyes keenly looking to know what would happen afterwards.

Would they both be able to come back?

The sky blandly welcomes the presence of the night and moon, while slowly chasing away the brittleness of the sun. Ruffling sounds came from a tree nearby, a single leaf uprooting from its stalk and wallowing around at the effect of the gentle current that swept by.

This stalk of leaf sways and swoons around until it finally ended within the grasp of a masculine hand, adorned with glorious veins.

Long Haoyu gradually halted his steps and scanned his environment though he couldn't see anything. His sharp jaw raised. Obsidian pupils clouded with hints of unknown worries. He blinked and lowered his gaze.

Why does something not feel right? Like a part of him was going through trouble.

Quite... Strange...

"Long Haoyu...?"

Princess Fei Fei halted as well. Her dazzling obsidian pupils scrutinizing the handsome figure before her. Watching his strands of black hair move accordingly to gentle currents. She noticed his brow creased and couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking about. Perhaps, it might be because they had an extermination assignment to fulfill today.

Even though, The unfazed shadow shouldn't be someone who should be worried.

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Ok. Thoughts! Thoughts! Thoughts! I dunno but what's your take on this book cause I find it more interesting than HEARTBOUND.

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Zhanggu: A drum made of buffalo skin and used by the Qing's dynasty.

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