Help in the Highest Form

Blitz has never saw a world filled in pitch black, but that was what he witnessing. He was in the dark, almost nothing to see or hear. The boy wondered how it was he was able to see yet it was dark. Was there a magical light somewhere? His thoughts were interrupted as he saw the ground....or what it looked like to be the ground, surrounded by electricity. The same electricity he thought he once had. Then, he heard it.

"Da da!" a very young voice cried from a distance. Blitz turned to see a light in the void. It was blue featuring a shade of white. "Da da", it said once more. Soon it brought up the image of a very young child. A boy with messy blond hair also like Blitz and a similar face structure.

"Little Oliver!" Blitz said as he began running to him in joy, but there was something not right. Everytime he ran forward, Little Oliver became further to reach.