//------------------------------// // In my Dreams I saw Wings // Story: Where I am Needed // by Saviour From The Dark //------------------------------// Where I am Needed Chapter 7, In my Dreams I saw Wings Wush...Wush...Wush...Wush...Wush...Wush... As the sounds of gusting wind cleared so did the benevolent light that struck the eyes of all who would dare gaze upon the glory of the divine. Wush...Wush...Wush...Wush Soon a figure could be seen through the glorious, as was it blinding, light however as breathing staggered and the heart pounded it seemed like some distance began to close. Wush...Wush...Wush... Upon nearing the mysterious figure it was clear that two huge shadows sprouted from it's back...they were moving? Foot steps rushed and pressed on further! Wush...Wush... The shadows were moving!? Gradually picking up pace and although the pushing winds lessened the force intensified pushing anything which neared away with force! Wush... As a hand reached out to stop the figure...it was too late...they were already gone. A lone flame danced a top the small candle held upon a tiny bronze holder, swooping left and right as if wooing some invisible lover. The light illuminated a face which was tired yet could not slumber... The visions of strange figures and destruction allowed no such slumber to be blessed upon his soul... Clinking and clanking was heard as a small knife was occasionally tapped against the candle holder beside him, providing a beat to the silent house. In an act of resentment a black bandana had been tied around his head holding long and unruly hair in a tame state however as the band crossed the forehead it dipped to cover the entire of his right eye...a reminder of what lied beneath his skin...what could happen if he is not in control. Enraged the knife was brought to his wrist! As it hovered over the flesh it was possible to see glowing red tendrils separating from the twisted network within his body. Clearly seen by all, begging...no pleading for release! Yet as his memory recalled the wrist on the arm should no longer exist...severed from him it was...yet no one had noticed! Putting the knife down slowly upon the oak table a deep sigh was heard. The tendrils hesitantly retreated back to the hive of their existence for they would await the chance to be unleashed! Only to grow upon the decimation they unleash! Upon growing sick of staring at the same bland table he picks up the candle by the holder to bring it with him to the front window. He placed it on the windowsill then leaned on the side of the window to stare out into the night sky, something he hoped would calm his nerves and sooth the mind. The grey eye searched the infinite realm known as space to gaze at its many and simple beauties...he caught sight of a shooting star streaking across the night sky...then another one...followed by another... Keeping his keen eye aware of the strange anomalies and if there were more to appear...a golden light exploded far within the night sky. From this dazzling light a streak of the divine light shot across the night sky as though some artist had applied the last touch to his master piece. However the light did not shoot over Equestria...the streak lead straight to Equestria! Hurried steps moved to obtain Salvatore's sword 'Equilibrium', aptly named for its balance in speed and power. Once the seethed blade was tied around his waist the restless human ventured out to find whatever the light may have been... Following where the golden light had led meant taking a short cut through the Everfree Forest, something bound to provide an opposite of the expected service. Running through the forest was something he could do and at his pace he may be able to make it to whatever had found its way to Equestria...however there was a temptation...an urge to release the power within his blood! To make him powerful enough to easily navigate the forest and make it to whatever was there and destroy them before making it back within the night. Ignoring the temptation was like ignoring a spoilt brat...it threw its own tormenting tantrum. Agony wrecked its way through Salvatore's body! Bringing him to the ground with a heavy thud even then whilst on the floor he was unable to move except for the few twitches he could perform with the sensation of his body being torn apart and knitted back together with a searing hot blade...only to be torn apart again. Somehow he used a nearby tree trunk to stand on his feet, doing his best to ignore the pain consuming his body. Unable to make out anything within the darkness and all the trees blocked out any form of light as if an evil entity inhabited the forest... Grinding through all the pain and dragging every bit of energy out of his body he began to walk forward in staggers. The thought of overcoming this pain brought a slight smile to his lips as his pace increased and he regained form. Salvatore couldn't believe he had beat it! Crack! The limp body slammed into the ground. Black limbs took hold of the limp body and began to drag it away...where who knows? Why? That maybe a more terrifying question...