Chapter 114: The Battle Against The Beast
Dread...
It filled her as she watched. Images and sights that shouldn't have been seen flood through her mind. Was this how Whisper or Max Lightning felt? Was this what drove Wish insane? Every detail, every strand, all of it massed together like some sort of cancer.
Alive. It was alive.
The Prettiest Flower was still alive. They needed a new body, just like their siblings.
Colors rained from above, covering the planet in a mass of lights that swirled together. But when all the colors merged, all that was left was black. A deep void of nothingness spread out from the planet, reaching toward the sky, the sea, the land, and the sun and swallowing them all up. It was an endless rain of whispers and yells.
Then it all ended.
Sky's eyes snapped open, and she suddenly found herself wide awake. Her eyes gradually adjusted, and her head felt like it was pounding as her thoughts settled back down and her connection with Destiny formed. Slowly, she set up groggily, rubbing her forehead.
She had just experienced a fever dream—the kind that doesn't make sense and is caused by your brain overheating. It was all over the place, and already she was having a hard time remembering anything from it. The pain hadn't left her, though. Neither had the sense of dread.
Her powers had been pushed to the limit, trying to reverse the Dead Virus. In the end, she failed. That didn't mean she was ready to give up, though. She had gone further than anyone else, and for the first time in a long time, she actually thought that maybe she could save Hope's dad. After all, this first attempt had helped him out a lot. A few more tries, and maybe she could cure him.
She just needed to get stronger.
Her thoughts were broken suddenly when Destiny landed on her shoulder. The bird lightly nuzzled her face, and she scratched under its chin. "Where are the others?" It only occurred to her how quiet it was in her manner. She had no idea how long she had been out for. A day? Two? Maybe a week?