"Huuuuh..."
"Ahhhh..."
Inside the forest, nothing could be heard in the infinite darkness surrounding it. But from somewhere, where Zeven was sleeping, sounds of agitation and heavy breathing could be heard.
Inside the tent, Zeven was moving strangely and rapidly, breathing heavily, as if he were drowning.
"Ughhhh..."
Zeven's face was buried deep in the mattress. He felt like he was suffocating, as if he had a plastic bag over his face.
His hands and feet were moving unnaturally fast, as if he were desperately trying to escape something.
His face and skin were wet, sweat coating his entire body.
"Arghhhhh!!" Zeven awake yelling horrified
"Ughhh"
"Ughhh"
He hardly could breath, he looked scared.
"Huuuh,it was a nighmare?" He said looking at his hands, he hardly got amy glass in him to speak.
After some minutes, he got up and dressed, then exited the tent, ouside it was still dark,but he could tell that it was almost morning, he felt the silence in the camp, a silence so umoving that nothing was heard aside from the lit bonfires and sometimes sound of snore.
He stood in the middle of the camp, on a log, thinking of the previous dream.
"It felt so real..."
He said looking at his hands.
Then he moved the hand though his hair in frustration and nervousness.
Thinking again about the nigthmare he had,his face expressed dread.
"What was that?"
He asked himself, wondering how he could dream something like that,it felt too real, which made him even more restless.
His eyes slowly closed.
And suddenly, fire
The first thing he had seen, fire, flames burnig everything, swallowing everything in their path, forests crumbling as the fire touched them, dark smoke on the sky, engulfing every bit of light in it.
Beaneath his feet, blood, so much blood and mud soaking his feet, and ash,everything was touched by ash.
People were screaming.
Everywhere he looked, people were fighting, soaked by blood and screaming and pain.
Nexari and Noxari, creatures he had never seen before.
Zeven was standing in the middle of it, surrounded by ash and blood, his body covered in wounds. His clothes were torn, burned and cut by weapons, his right arm was hanging down, as if it was broken, but blood driped down on it, falling on his fingers, half of his face covered in blood, dripping slowly on his neck.
"Zeven!"
He turned around.
"Dak!!"
Dak was lying several meters away, on the cold mud, barely conscious.
One of his arms twisted unnaturally at the back, his head drowning in blood.
"Zeve.... ughhhh,Zeven..."
Matthew's heavy and tired voice came from somewhere behind him.
Zeven turned again, Matthew was on his knees, one hand pressed on his stomach. Blood dripping from his mouth, and his eyes, hardly opened.
Kael was nearby, barely on his feet.
His entire body covered in cuts and blood.
Ozias was in the ground, he wasn't moving.
"No..."
Zeven's breathing felt like hammers falling on his chest.
He tried to crawl towards them.
"Run!"
Kael roared with all his voice, with the last strenght he had in him.
"Zeven stopped."
Something was coming towards them, coming from behind the trees, like a shadow.
Then many others shadows came after it, they were to many.
The battlefield became even more chaotic and gruesome.
The voices became even louder.
Screams of pain, echoing through the forest like an abyss.
Zeven tried to bring his lightning.
Nothing happened.
"Ugh,come on!"
He cried in frustration.
His hands trembling like never before.
"Come on!"
Then black sparks emerged from his hands, swallowing it in darkness.
But instead of feeling powerful... he felt pain, a gruesome pain, the lightning spreading on his arms, he felt his skin burning.
"Arghhhh!"
He screamed in pain and agony.
Then something struck him.
Zeven went flying like a meteor towards some trees, collapsing against them,he broke the trees in his path and his vision went blurry.
He tried to stand but his legs wouldn't move.
His body was broke, too damaged to move.
On his knees and with blood falling over his eyes, he could barely see his brothers through the fire's smoke.
All of them were injured, broken, barely alive.
Zeven looked down.
His body was drowning in blood, blood was spreading across his chest.
"No..."
He said with the last breath he had in him.
His vision was fading, he could hear Dak screaming his name.
Matthew crying, Kael shouting something but the sounds were slowly dissapearing, the burning pain slowly numbing him.
He fell on his back.
Above the forest, the sky was dark, smoke covering most of it.
"I don't want to die,ughh...".
He said drowning in blood, blood falling from his mouth, then everything went dark.
"Huuh!"
"Uhhh"
Zeven awake from the immersion of the nightmare, he looked behind him and he realized that the other were still in the courts,sleeping.
He looked at his hands, they were trembling.
He clenched fists, hard.
Then ran a hand trough his hair in frustration and anxiety .
"Fuck!"
He stood up, went to the camp's margin which was close, opened a bottle he brought with him, and poured in his hand.
"Splash"
He washed his face.
He stood right and watched above, not at the sky but at the three towering moons above.
He felt his worries and anxiety slowly dissapearing.
Then his hands trembled, not because of the cold, but because his body reacts at which he has seen.
He went back inside the tent, he tought again about the nightmare.
But he quickly moved his head to forget about it.
As the sun rises and it luminates the tents, Matthew is the first one to awaken.
He gets up and goes outside, outside the gentle, cooling breeze of the season, touches his face.
"Ahhhh"
He raises his hands in relax.
He looks back inside and he sees looks deply at Zeven.
After a minute he goes to brush his teeth and wash his face.
A while later, everyone awakens and gets ready.
"This is the day guys!"
Said Dak excited while putting a hand around Kael's neck.
"Why so excited?We may die, idiot!"
Kael told him but smiling, almost laughing.
"We strong man, we're not gonna die!"
Told him back Dak while showing his biceps.
"Haha, i gotta agree with you"
"I don't think we should be afraid"
This time Matthew spooke.
"This is what we trained for, all we gotta do is to stay close, united and focused"
"You are right, if we stay together, everything will be good and even if it all goes wrong, if we are together, we go through everything."
"Right Zeven?"
"Of course, you are right, it doesn't matter if today we will lose, if we remain together, at the end, we will win together brother!"
Zeven agreed with Ozias.
"Anyway, we gonna win".
He continued assuring them.
"BOOOOM!"
Suddenly a loud deafening sound interrupted them.
"What was that?"
Asked Dak.
Before they could even find out what it was, several soldiers entered the camp.
One of them stepped forward and adressed them.
"Candidates!"
"Gather your belongings and get ready!"
The camp became chaotic fast, thousands of candidates began to grab their weapons and move.
"It's time."
Said Ozias
Dak smiled
"Finally."
"We might die." Told him Kael
Dak face got serious a bit and then he told him.
"Don't ruin it."
Matthew laughed, Zeven also smiled then looked towards the mountains far away.
His smile dissapeared and he became serious.
He had a bad feeling.
'I hope, i'm wrong...'
It felt that something was wrong.
After that, the soldiers began to lead them to the institution, towards the first trial and maybe... even towards death.