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"Savin: Last Child of Ancients_03" by Lenore L. Towne

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A girl tormented by strange dreams of fantastic lands finds herself drawn into an epic struggle beyond her imagination.
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     "Hurry up, you two! We're going to be late!"

     Bob and Jon were waiting outside of the girls bathroom for the two girls to change. Savin was still a little sick and very pale but she kept insisting to Naomi that she was fine. The grey sweatshirt enveloped her body as she slipped it over her white sleeveless shirt with a scoop neck. She shed her skirt and pulled on her faded jeans and threw on a pair of sneakers. Naomi put her hair into a braid and pulled on a bright orange t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She took off her dress shoes and replaced them with a pair of black slip-on sandles.

     "Are you sure you're feeling okay, Savin? If you want to go home and get some sleep--"

     "No, I'm okay. Let's just get going. I think Bob's about the break the door down to come and get us anyways," she said as she finished putting her hair up in a messy bun.

     "Okay. But if you start acting weird, I'm going to bring you home myself!"

     Savin let out a little laugh as the two of them finally made their way out of the girls bathroom.

     "Well it's about time you two got out of there! What was taking you so long?" Bob said annoyingly. Naomi wrapped her arms around his shoulders and gave him a kiss on the cheek.

     "We were just becoming the beautiful women that we are instead of the innocent little school girls those uniforms make us look like. How do we look?" Naomi stroke a pose. Savin just shook her head and the guys just laughed.

     "You two look great," Jon said between his laughter. "Now could we please get going?"

     "Fine, fine. And just for the record, you two don't look bad yourselves," she finished before she walked out the door.

     Bob had on a pair of baggy khakis and a white t-shirt underneath a blue flannel shirt. He and Naomi looked like a perfect couple walking down the sidewalk ahead of Jon and Savin. The two of them talked about their day as they held hands, forgetting about their two friends walking silently behind them.

     Jon straightened his grey t-shirt as he walked beside Savin. He didn't know what to say. She still looked really shaken up about third hour and her skin looked white against some of the dark strands of hair that fell across her face. I know that she saw something, but what did she see? Whatever it was, it sure scared the Hell out of her, he thought silently to himself.

     "Are you feeling any better?"

     She let out a sigh. "Why does everybody insist on asking me that? I'm fine. Never better." Her tone told Jon otherwise.

     "Another dream during class?"

     Savin nodded. "I don't know if you want to call it a dream though. I was wide awake. I just don't know what these things are. But they certainly are getting more annoying."

     Jon let out a little laugh. "Only you would say that."

     The two of them continued to walk in silence behind Naomi and Bob until they reached the theater. They paid for their tickets, got drinks, and went and sat down. It was one of those old, black and white silent movies. Bob loved them and insisted that they go and see one. This one was about the Wolf Man, one of Bob's favorites. Naomi wasn't really thrilled about those type of movies but she loved to just sit there and cuddle with her companion so it was all that bad. The two of them moved towards the middle of the theater, again leaving their friends behind.

     Savin really didn't want to watch this movie. It reminded her a lot of her dreams with the giant wolf creature. I promised Naomi that I would have a good time and Bob really likes these. Besides, I could use some time out of the house and if gets really boring, I can always just take a nap. The lights dimmed and the movie started. Her two friends in the front seemed more interested in themselves than the movie and Jon seemed really into it. Savin let out a little yawn and watched the screen.

     Slowly through out the movie, the screen started to morph and twist. Savin's eyes perked up, a look of confusion started to spread across her face. Another movie started to play in its place. She looked toward her friend next to her but he didn't really seemed phased out by it, as if nothing had happened. Her other two friends were still busy with themselves to notice the change.

     She looked up back towards the screen and watched in horror as the twisted tiger creature appeared. It looked slyly at her as it licked its chops. It let out a roar, which echoed throughout the theater. Savin jumped. This was suppose to be a silent movie and about a wolf man! What the hell is going on here?

     The creature stood up and started to shake violently, as if it was going to explode. It started to shape shift into a more human like status but it still had a lot of tiger like qualities about it. Its ears perked up and it turned around to face her, those eyes burning deep into her soul. I've seen those eyes before!

     Before Savin could piece together the puzzle before her, the creature jumped from the screen and landed in front of Naomi and Bob. The two of the just stared up at the screen as if nothing were happening. It turned its evil eyes to Savin and smiled. Those ugly teeth were twisted into a demented grin of terror.

     "No..." she whispered quietly.

     The creature raised its great paws to the sky and brought them down with such a force. The cracking of their bones made Savin sick. She cried out in fear. The creature brought its eyes to hers and smiled again as it made its way slowly towards Jon. "No.." It kept coming closer. "No...."

     "What's wrong?" Jon asked. He didn't see the creature coming towards him. Savin continued to point in horror towards the creature but Jon looked around and didn't see anything. "What?"

     "WATCH OUT!!!!"

     But it was too late. The creature was on him in seconds. She screamed in horror as the creature turned from him, its gaping maw covered in blood. Its insane grin grew larger as it pounced on top of her, clawing at her body and tearing her to shreds. She threw her arms around, trying to connect her fist with its face. Its evil laughter seem to be screaming her name as it got louder and louder. "Savin! Savin! Savin! SAVIN!"

     The creature grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled her towards it. She tried to push away with her legs but the creature flipped her around so it could wrap its legs around her waist. She continued to scream as loud as she could, hitting it with her hands whenever she got free for a second. Finally the creature grabbed hold of her arms and held her in an embrace as she tried to get away from it.

     It still screamed her name, but it was starting to become more of an echo from a dream. "Savin...Savin...Savin..." The name continued to bounce around in her head. The voice became softer in tone and full of alarm. That voice sounds so familiar....Naomi?

     Savin let out a gasp and broke down in tears once she realized that the thing that was holding her was Jon and Bob, Naomi kneeling next to them trying to calm her down. "Snap out of it, girl! What's wrong?!" She looked at her friend carefully. Her face was etched in terror and she was covered in sweat. Her body continued to convulse even as she calmed down.

     "I think I better take her home," Jon said as he continued to stroke her head.

     "Good idea. We'll go with you." Bob released Savin's leg and started to get up.

     Jon started to protest. "Nah, I can handle her. You two should just stay out and have a good time while you still can."

     "I can't just leave my girl in this condition. Jon, I promised her that I would always be there for her," Naomi said with concern in her voice. "I really want to go with you guys. Bob and I can go out another night, right?" Bob nodded in agreement.

     "Okay, let's get her home."

     Bob picked up Savin carefully, trying not to scare her anymore than what she was. "It's okay, Savy. We're taking you home." A little sniffle and a nod was all Bob needed to know it was okay to start heading out of the movie theater.

     The four friends made their way out of the old movie theater and started on their way home. Unknown to them atop of the theater, watchful eyes stared after them with the same evil grin of the creature. "It's her. I knew it was her."

     Savin woke up in slowly in Bob's arms. The memory of the tiger creature knocking his head off sent a wave of sickness over her. She started to cough violently, gaging on her own spit. "Put her down, Bob. It looks like she's gonna spew," Naomi advised.

     Bob set her feet to the ground slowly, letting her get her legs back. She continued to couch violently until the vile contents rose up and escaped her mouth. Her strong friend held back the loose strands of hair from her face as a few more waves of sickness struck her. "It will be okay, Savy. Just get it out of your system," he said as he rubbed her back lightly. She coughed a few more times before the sickness passed, tears streaming down her face from the force of the last few. She wiped her mouth off with her sleeve of her sweatshirt, much to Naomi's disgust, before she walked over to a bench nearby and sat down.

     Naomi walked over to her friend and put a hand on her forehead. "You have a fever. I thought you were going to start telling me when there was something wrong?"

     Savin stripped herself of her sweatshirt and threw it to the ground. The cool air felt good against her hot flesh. "There wasn't anything wrong. I guess I just fell asleep and had a bad dream, that's all." She looked up towards Jon uncertainly. His blue-grey eyes were set in stone. He knew there was something more to her story. Naomi didn't seem to sense anything wrong with it and Bob was busy covering up her mess.

     "Okay. Are you feeling better? You look really pale and sickly." Her friend peered at her with her violet eyes, daring her to lie to her face.

     "A little better, though still a little woosey. Just need some fresh air," she finished quietly.

     Bob took off his flannel shirt and put it over Savin's shoulders. "You better just take it easy. We can sit here for awhile yet." She nodded and slowly started to pass out on the bench.

     Bob, Naomi, and Jon left their sleeping friend on the bench and moved away out of her hearing distance. "Do you think she'll be okay? She looks really bad," Bob said with concern.

     Naomi looked back at her friend. She was really pale and sickly looking. Whatever her friend had couldn't be good. "The best thing we can do is take her home."

     "I can take her home."

     Bob and Naomi look to Jon. He had a really worried look on his face as he stared over towards Savin. "Besides, I think I know what's bugging her."


     "The dreams."

     Bob gave him a skeptical look. "Are they really that bad?"

     Jon nodded. "She says that they've been becoming more frequent and worse. The one in third hour wasn't even a day dream. She swears she was wide awake."

     "What did she see?" Naomi demanded.

     "She didn't tell me. We were going to talk about it tonight at the tree."

     Naomi didn't want to admit it but her best friend wasn't telling her the whole truth again. I guess I'm going to have to leave this in Jon's hands. "Okay. Take her home Jon. But please, let us know what's wrong with her. I can't stand seeing my girl like this." Jon nodded as Naomi made her way back over to her friend. "Hey girl, wake up." Savin opened her eyes slowly. "Jon is gonna take you home, okay. Bob and I are going to finish our night out. Is that okay?"

     Savin smiled weakly. "Yeah. Go have fun but I want full details in the morning." The two girls smiled evilly as they parted.

     "See you later Savin and you better take care of my girl, Jon!"

     Jon laughed and promised as the pair left. He turned back to Savin and placed a hand on her head. "You ready to go home?"

     She shook her head no. "Not just yet. I still wanna go down to the tree if that's okay with you."

     "Sure, no problem." He helped his friend up and slowly the two of them made their way to the park. The lake was beautiful that time of the year. Birds flew over head, their silhouette black against the sunset of pink and purple. A cool breeze ran through the branches of the old oaks that grew on the shores, its sorrowful tune filling the air.

     "You wanna go the long way or do you feel well enough to take the shortcut?"

     "Shortcut. I like that way better."

     People walked along the designated path up closer to the park but Jon and Savin walked along the shoreline. They took off their shoes and socks and walked in the sand, letting the warmth soak into their skin. They barely talked, letting the peaceful surroundings calm their inner turmoil.

     They walked along the shore for awhile until they came to a spot where a single willow tree grew next to the lake, its branches stretching over the water to create a green vale. Jon pushed the branches away, making a small opening.

     "Ladies first," he said with a small smile.

     "Why thank you, kind sir," she said with a little laugh.

     The tree was still as beautiful as ever. Savin made her way over to the base of the giant tree. She could still see the fire pit where they spent most of their summers around. A large, flat rock rested next to the water. She often liked to come down there and swim, resting on the rock afterwards and take a nap.

     She moved over to the rock and sat upon it, her fingers tracing the carvings that they had engraved into the rock. She found herself tracing over Jon's name slowly. He's been so kind to me, she thought with a smile.

     He walked over to the rock and sat down beside her. "How many times did the four of us come down here to swim and play games over the past years?"

     She didn't even bather trying to remember. "Countless..."

     They sat in silence for a moment, pondering on their lost childhood. They could see phantom children swimming in the water and more in the thick branches of the trees, their voices floating around in the air. She smiled sadly as he got up to lean against the tree. They knew that life would never be that simple again.

     "I really miss the old days. We didn't have a care in the world, did we, Savin?"

     She shook her head as she took her hair out of a bun. Her long brown locks were free from their bonds and cascaded down her back. "No, we didn't. It was just us, this tree, and lots of laughter. Whatever happened to that?"

     "I don't know. I guess we all just grew up and couldn't find any time to come down here and relax."

     "We're down here now."

     Jon looked questionably towards Savin. He didn't know what his friend was getting at but he could take a wild guess. "No."

     Savin smiled. "No what?"

     "I'm not going for a swim."

     Her smile widened. "Why not?"

     "For one, your sick. Second, no suits. And third, its getting late."

     She giggled a little at her friends edginess towards the idea. His face became red with embarssment at the thought of seeing her like that. She could see that he was ready to jump out of his skin. "Forget I even mentioned it, Jon." He let out a sigh of relief. "I just wanted to see what reaction I'd get out of you," she said with a little smirk.

     "Ha. Ha," he said with clear dryness.

     Jon watched Savin silently as she brought her knees up to her chest, resting her head on them. Her brown hair flowed through the air, her eyes staring out at the sunset over the water. He let out a sigh. He didn't like to see her hurt and nobody else tried to cheer her up. She always fooled Naomi and Bob with her masks that she put on when they were around but he could see the pain emanating from her.

     "Are you going to tell me of the dreams?"

     She shivered at the mention of the dreams. She closed her eyes, taking in a deep breath. She seemed to be pondering on the thought. Should I tell him, she asked with herself.

     "You promised." His blue-grey eyes stared at her sharply.

     She turned her brown eyes to his and slowly stood up, wrapping her arms around her waste in uncertainty. "Are you sure you want to know?"

     He walked beside her and put a supporting hand on her shoulder. "Who else are you going to tell?" he said quietly.

     She nodded slowly as she pulled away from him. "The dreams...they're getting worse. I know what will happen the moment sleep claims me. I fear what dreams will come, but I have no choice but to face them. You would think that I'd be use to the dreams by now, but I fear it, the pain and dementia sure to consume me."

     "But they're just dreams, no different than the ones that I have every night! They're just brought on by stress."

     "No they're not!" she retorted sharply. "All of them have to do with events of someone else’s life! I see what they see, feel what they feel. And it's just not at night that I have these dreams. Sometimes I space out in class, a picture or a person's face triggering the dream."

     "Like in Trig today and in World History," Jon finished softly.

     "Yes, like in Trig and World History, and again in the movie theater."

     "What did you see?"

     She shook her head. "I don't know what I saw. One second it was a huge tiger licking its chops hungrily at me and then it started to shake violently. Just thinking of the sickening noises coming from it as its body shifted and cracked makes me sick all over again."

     "What do you think triggered it?"

     "It was Ms. Faría's eyes. There was just something about them that made me scared. That's when I first saw this creature, third hour. Do you think it could have been something about her? Maybe even a warning?"

     Jon let out a little laugh. "What? That she's going to fail you or worse if you don't pay attention when she speaks?"

     She let out a little growl. "Jon, that's not very damn funny. I'm trying to be serious here!"

     "Okay, okay. So what else have you seen?"

     "I see the same people time after time. Hell! I even know their names and what they are! The mage Xavier, the elven seer Ander, the dragon tamer Karin, the young elf Avila, the mercenary Sway, and a warrior by the name of Fakan. I feel a bond to each and every one of these people, and I don't even know them!"

     Savin was crying openly now, trying not to let her sobs drown out her voice. "I can feel myself pulling away from this world more and more, every time that I have another dream. It is as if they are calling to me, wishing me back to this world of magic and danger. And the strange thing is, I can feel a part of myself wanting to go and join them."

     Jon moved over to her and embraced her tightly, letting her cry into his shirt. He hushed her gently in a soothing voice, playing with her soft, smooth hair and talking to her quietly. "Shh...it will be okay. I'll always be here for you at any time you need me, even if its just for a simple ear to listen or a shoulder to cry on."

     Savin nodded. "Jon, do you think I'm crazy?" she said with a little sniffle.

     He let out a little laugh and embraced her tighter. "No, I don't think you're crazy and don't you go around thinking you are either. The dreams will pass, I'm sure of it. Just give it some time, okay?"

     "Okay," she whispered quietly.

     He leaned down and gave her a small kiss on the forehead and rested his head atop of hers, the two of them watching the sun set over the lake. She smiled to herself at his gesture, her face becoming slightly blushed. He really does care about me. She leaned into him some more, enjoying the warmth emanating from his body.

     "You cold?"

     "A little."

     "Maybe we should get you home."

     Savin nodded and stared out at the lake one last time before they left. A phantom of Fakan stood on the water, flashing before her eyes. A quiet and haunting voice floated through the air. "Don't worry. I will protect you, Savin. I promise."

     Savin pushed away from Jon quickly and stared in horror at the water. Not again. I can't handle anymore tonight!

     The figure stared at her blankly, its face an empty void of feelings. Violet phantom wings exploded from its back, stretching into the sky. It rose an armor clad arm towards her, beaconing her to follow it. "Savin...come home."

     The gigantic wings started to flap, the phantom disappearing into the sky. "Come home, last child of the Ancients."

     Last child of the Ancients?! What the heck is he talking about?!
Savin started to run towards the shore. "Come back," she screamed as the figure disappeared in front of her eyes..

     "What?! What did you see?" Jon asked quickly, knowing what had just happened.

     "Didn't you see him?" she cried as she made her way into the water where the man had been standing.

     "See who?"



     She started to breath deeply and in faster repetition. She started to feel faint, her body shaking from the stress that was building up inside of her. Her surroundings started to blur together, the water and the sky becoming one. Savin let out a little cry as she fell into the water.


     She lay under the water, seeing the world around her fall away from her. Jon was running towards her, jumping into the water to pull her up. She reached forward to grab his hand but she couldn't; it was too far out of reach. She could hear him scream her name but his voice sounded so far away and muffled. Her mind was screaming for her to surface for some air but her body just lay there in the water as darkness surrounded her.
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Three cheers its very nice. Very suspensefull....
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'Savin: Last Child of Ancients_03':
 • Created by: :-) Lenore L. Towne
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 • Keywords: Asssassins, Girl, Monsters, Visions
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