It was windy when I found myself lying on something itchy. Sudden aches were felt starting from my neck down to my hips as I raised myself up. It was then that I found out that I was again on the grassy field of my dream.

Am I dreaming again? I asked myself a couple of times.

At that point, I started to wake myself up. I tried everything from plan A down to Z. But there wasn't much hope left to strengthen me. Everything around was so real, the texture of the grass, the smell of the place, the vibe it gives. My heart nervously pounded when I ascertained that it wasn't a dream. It echoed all over the place. Any living could hear a single beat of it.

My body trembled, I can't even feel my legs anymore. All of it became numb. It was a bit absurd to wonder that I was summoned here by something omnipotent. It's not impossible to happen anymore, knowing when I'm already at a place I've never been before.

"What's your name?"

It was a voice of a young lady that came behind me. British in cadence. I was startled and stunned when my eyes laid on her.

Who the hell is this girl?

I scrutinized her. Like a lunatic seeing a girl meter away for the first time in his history. She was wearing a navy blue vest with golden stripes and a navy blue formal skirt. And of-course to complete the outfit, she wore a black hat with a golden feather. While carrying a leather cased file on her left and a ballpen on her right. More like a crew ship captain's secretary. The girl looked sideways and cleared her throat as her eyebrows gave me the signal.

"Ahh yes, you can call me Ezeki..." I replied.

"Eze would do." She broke in my mid sentence. As she writes down my name on a file. Dust from above my head fell like snow. And there I saw my name floating on my hair. "EZE"

"Follow me please or be lost here forever." She walked twelve meters away and stopped to turn around: "Your call."

What's this nonsense? No. It all has sense.

Suddenly a resplendent light fell down on where she stands. Some of it downpours, covering a limited area on the field. It projects mixed emotions; bliss, anguish, hatred, zeal, lust, enmity, love, etc. Tantalizing every edge of my skin as it glows. It calls.

I rushed through it and stood up beside her. The light hurt my eyes and forced itself to hide behind my palm. It still pierced through my hands, but this time, it's not painful anymore. Well, I'll praise her fragrance, it really made her smell so good. The light fainted really quick and pulled both of us onto something me myself can barely explain. All I know is we were both traveling with a speed of light. And in a quick second, it threw me down on a tranquil town.

My face collided with the ground and a foot away from a luxurious shoe. Dirt dust was pushed by my exhale.

"This is Eze captain, a new warrior given to us, I found him wandering around the field of dreams." Said by the woman.

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I stood up quickly as I heard. "What warrior, I ain't a warrior. Em, just a normal high schooler. Take me back to Sumlong you abductor!"

"Kid, this is Sumlong."The captain replied with a smirk. He was tall and dark. Hair was gray as ash. He wears a business suit with the same color of apparel like the girl.

Weirdos kept popping like mushrooms on nightfall. That's very convenient. I took a 360 degrees view: "This isn't Sumlong, or maybe it is an another Sumlong. You know Sumlong with the big skyscrapers?" Waiting for a reply "Ahh forget it, this is a different place from my hometown."

The captain gestured his disappointments. After letting out a sigh the captain talked: "Follow me. I'll show you something, Ezekiel."

"We're on the first name basis now, wow." I rolled my eyes with my hands up.

"Escalating real quick, right?" Said by the girl.

As we walked a roadway isle into the town. It was designed with large-flat-white marble stones. This flooring design has a weak point on rainy seasons. Well, who knows? I don't have that much knowledge about floors. I'm just saying.

Thousands of ideas all about fleeing came to mind. But most, no, all of them are impractical. Who knows what these two are up to. I can't even understand myself, I wasn't compelled to abide but here I am with them draining a bogus smile.

This won't make any of my friends proud, if I had some, at least. I'm talking about real friends here. Those who find me, Ezekiel, special. Not like those who treat me like their slave. Funny though, I would love to have Jasmine and John beside me rather than this two creeps. They're reliable.

Back to reality. While we're on our pace. By just staring at the way people do their everyday living; Pulling carts filled with barrels and vegetables, selling on a wooden stall, etc. It's a strong proof to anyone that technology isn't yet present at their time.

But that is not the only thing I noticed. Observing something matchless about these two. It's the way they dress. All of the civilian around us wore those traditional clothes with a worth less than a dollar if it would be their currency. These two are incomparable, they aren't commoners. What supremacy do they have? So much unanswered questions played around my mind. No, I couldn't help this.

"Bang!!!"

I kicked an empty stack of barrels near an alcoholic beverage shop before we could turn right. It's foolish but at last, I found the right courage needed for my plan. The captain and the girl stopped shocked after seeing a smart kid rushing away from them.

"Quick Flora, before anyone could see him!" Said by the captain in concern. She dashed rapidly, as in rapidly twice, no, thrice faster than me.

My eyes enlarged in dread: "What kind of beast are you?!" I asked the girl.

Fortunately, she crashed on a horseman nearby and made a scene. Which caused a block by worried commoners. A relief, for me really. For her? I'm not sure. I stopped on a tempting narrow isle. The place was a bit creepy; water was all around, pieces of broken glass can be found on the floor. Leaning my back on a concrete for a whole minute while waiting for signs of Flora. I got away from her.

Finally, after chasing my breath. At first, I thought to stay at a corner like this was an alleviation, but it wasn't. Right after I stood straight to continue my plan. I saw a tall man in a black torn cloth. It was a risky business. He kept calling my name. It echoed in my mind like shouting in a cave without parting his lips. Wait, I looked closer, does he have one?

What is happening?

"Eze, stand back!!" A girl yelled behind me but I was still stunned.

"So this one is under your protection eh? radiance general. Flora!"

After that. I can't feel myself for a second, it was all static I can hear. I was numb for the whole time. Flora embraced me, she let out words I couldn't hear. I can tell because her face was six inches away from mine. Her lips parted but no sound came out. Her scent though relaxed me, it's really good.

My sight became blurry as well, I held myself as hard as I could just to stay conscious. And then everything became black and I then passed out.

All I remember was Flora. That wonderful girl. She pulled in the air, and a sword - blue silver in color, a sapphire embed on its handle - came out from it. It touched her fingers and then Flora rushed towards the tall guy. They were so fast that my eyes couldn't follow. The tall man, however, kept up with Flora. It was unbelievable because he wasn't using any weapon that time. Only his sharp claws. Until they reached a point to halt.

They both jumped backward. Flora was catching her breath while the tall guy lectured something about life and death. The sorrow of the wind blows didn't bother the two from a fracas while they're calm.

"Let's end this." Flora said with murderous intent.

The tall man uproars and summoned a scythe. Foreign words were engraved on edges of its blade. Its handle was like a spine of a human. The difference is, it's black, not white. The two jumped preparing their attacks.

The tall guy tried his luck first when he made the move first. He swayed his scythe with evil laughter. Auspiciously, Flora dodged the attack by moving left without slowing down. And when she reached her distance. She gave him a quick swing and light showered upon her. Foreign words were formed above her head along with a light.

The tall guy turned into a dark vapor and flew upwards with a sound of agony. Am I really under her protection? She walked and stopped in front of me. And she stared at me with murderous intent, and her eyes were glowing in red.

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