DREAMS OR MEMORIES???..

     'Did I..  No, did he do this?!..', Navi asks himself with the distraction of the mind-bulging question numbing his constant mental pain for a moment.

     The sword beside the boy.

     The blood stained Claymore sword by the young boy side told the story about the situation as soon as Navi's gaze lands on it.

     Flashes of scenes in the former cold darkness of the room replays in his mind.

     *PA*.*PA*.*PA*.*PA*....

     Gun shots rings out as feet scramble around in panic with dark figures of people looking left and right trying to see anything.

     "WHO'S WITH THE TORCH?!!!!..", A gruff voice shouts out on anger and terror at no-one in particular.

     "TURN ON THE F*CKING TORCH MATE!!!..", An other voice says with pure panic in his tone as he breaths out heavily while gripping on the axe in his hand tighter.

     Panic rings out amongst the dozen or so men followed by scuffles of panic and tension and then finally, a beam of light shoots out amidst the pale darkness.

     In an instant, a sense of relief spreads a bit but the tension is still high as ever as everyone present stops moving with only very deep and heavy breaths resoundin in the room. Turning the torch around with the touch's beam of light passing around the room while showing only dead bodies and blood of those who have already fallen to not who but rather what can only be described as a monster!.

     The touch scans the entire hall even to the roof but there's no signs of the monster they feared with tension rising every moment yet it didn't bring them any relief but instead an extra dose of dread.

     Soon, the light beam stops moving focusing only on a shadow. The shadow cast on the blood stained wall shows the standing posture of the monster they were caged with but the problem now is that, there's absolutely nothing in the line of the touch that could cast this shadow!.

     From the shaking of the beam of light, one could feel the levels of fear coursing through the touch's holders mind and body.

     *SLASH*, The touch's light gets put out as a silent slash divides the touch in two.

     *PA*.*PA*.*PA*.*PA*.*PA*.*PA*....

     Gunshots rings out through the sudden darkness as sprays of bullets fly in the direction of the formerly on torch while killing its former holder.

     Their breaths became heavier as they seem to try to look through the darkness with the tension rising in the air. They weren't trained for this, humans.. yes. They were trained to be like machines to fight and kill humans but definitely not this!!!..

     *SLASH*.. Another slash tears through the air as they hear Another body drop to the ground, they immediately aim and take shots but they already know its all for nothing, he just couldn't be killed. He is a demon!. A demon raised by the devil herself!!.

     *PA*.*PA*.*PA*..

     "WHERE IS HE?!!, WHERE IS.. *SLASH*

     Another body drops dead in the darkness. And then, the games were over, the 'demon' dived straight at the rest.

     *PA*.*PA*.*PA*... *SLASH*

     "Please, I'm.. *SLASH* *SLASH*.. *PA* .*PA* .*PA*..

     "Aaarggghh.. *SLASH* *SLIDE THROUGH* Run!!.. *SLASH*..

     And finally,.. *STAB*, A choked groan comes out followed by the sound of a sword being ruthlessly pulled out of flesh and bones.

     *SHUA*, and then a final *SLASH* that sends blood and a head flying in the chilling darkness.

     With this sound, Navi gives a big gasp as he rises up his bed with his eyes shooting open and his chest heaving up and down heavily.

     He woke up!..

     He finally woke up.

...

...

     It took a while before Navi finally fully catches his breath from his nightmare only for his mind to be crashed down by a new magnitude of physical pain immediately afterwards.

     It's already morning, maybe even afternoon considering the intensity of the sunlight burning through the windows. The late night rain has been chased off in the early morning and the former chill of the weather has been heated up to a more normal temperature.

     His room-mates have already departed early for training so it's only him left in the quarters.

     Navi's fingers trembled as he brings them slowly in front of his face while gulping down hardly. Those memories, those emotions, that wild intensity, it wasn't him right?!..

     Why can't he convince himself that it wasn't him?!..

     His hand stained by blood, the swiftness in every slash of his sword and the indifference to the splashes of blood that comes as a result of his actions!.

     Surprisingly, he is at most disturbed but not bothered by what seems to have been his actions or the reasons behind them but instead the only thing on his mind is..

     "How?..", Navi whispers softly with his eyes still on his trembling fingers.

     How does he feel those emotions..

     How does he relate to that mysterious yet terrifying boy in his images..

     How does these scenes get into his mind and how does he understand the language(Japanese) they speak..

     ?..?..?..

     They are obviously too realistic and too detailed to be mere dreams or hallucinations so were these memory-like scenes maybe, his memories?!.

    Navi breaths in deeply as he immediately considers in this direction as his breaths becomes stable which immediately puts a stop to his trembling body.

     Pushing himself up despite the protest of his strained muscles and crying bones, Navi sits up straight while using the wall by his side to support his back as he looks towards the opposite wall.

     The terrifying voice he's so used to expecting did not pop the question this time but that didn't reduce his Sufferings one bit as the emotions, the pain, the voices and the cold of that snowy grounds did quite the number on his body and mind.

     Apart from the slight increase in pain, the only thing that changed this time is that his curiosity has risen amidst the torture.

     He wants to know the rest of the story! He wants his question answered but at the same time he's afraid his body and mind might completely break down from the strain of 'dreaming'.

     Atleast for now, Navi plans to put in one step at a time. First, he needs to find out the dangers and benefits that comes with this nightmare- memories and them he needs to put that on a scale.

     The rest would have to come later..

     For now, Navi is going on the road to recovery after well,.. sleeping.