Lost Odyssey

It's all my fault. I told myself that it'll never happen again and I promise mother that I'll protect him but I failed.

"Wake up, Big Sis.", someone called me and Mick's face appeared in my vision.

My eyes flipped open, the ceiling stood high before me as I lay alone on the bed and when I stirred up, my grey eyes squinted at the lighting in the room. The old rusty walls, with its dull texture, gave off a shivering effect. The sound of the water dripping reverberated within the room, opened doors and its gloomy darkness filled the inner parts of the area. I slipped my feet onto the sandals that was near the foot of the bed and as I stared at the window's reflection, I recognize a young girl dressed in a white gown, vanilla skin, long silky hair flow down her breasts and gleaming grey eyes exemplify her expression.

"What's going on?", she exclaimed as she recalled the accident and the accident that ensued.

"You don't remember?", a voice boomed. I turned my attention to the man that manifested out of the darkness. His blue eyes sync deeply into mine through the lens of his spectacles and the white feather coat fluttered as the breeze brushed behind me.

"Who might you be?", I questioned him with caution. Each movement of his arms caused me to twitch and raise my awareness even higher. He pushed back his glasses with an indexed finger then lifted in his head.

"You don't need to know who I am. First of all, you have more troubles to deal with." He switched his attention outside the window, which I follow through his line of sight and my eyes widen in horror. The crackling of the ground, splintered as gravity became distorted and red skies embraced the lively darkness. Molten flames soar from the corroded rocks and smother air escape into the atmosphere.

"Wh-What's this?" I uttered slowly.

Nobody answered, paralyzed and frightened, my sanity begun to slip away. The beats of my heart went slower and slower until it stopped. My breath grew chilly and my dense eyes dilated with streaks of veins that creeps out. She swung the window open, voices bursts in her head.

"Cassandra?!", a monotonic voice shouted. The ambiguous man and woman sound continued: "Come now, dear. I know you love us. Together we are a fami-" "Who are you?", a boy's voice interrupted.

Her lifeless eyes reflected the hole that float agape on the center of the sky, capturing the essence of rebirth and she smiled. Abruptly the same voiced cried out: "Who are you?!" She sat on the edge of the window's sill, her hair whipped wildly as the intruding wind rushed in.

"So what are you going to do?", the same man appeared before her but with a cigarette in his mouth, the tip flared and he exhaled to produce a foggy smoke, that's quickly blown away.

"Just tell me your name." the boy pleaded with all the other convoluted voices together stuck in her head. She stared at the doctor then gave off a brief soft chuckle and said: "Hey doc. Do you believe that those voices are real?"

The doctor froze in silence, then he turned around and stated: "I don't know. I don't believe in reality." He toss the cigar on the floor and crunched it with his shoe. "Figure it yourself, I can't help you, you're on your own now." He glanced back at her. "No one can help you, except yourself, Cassandra." He closed his eyes and disappeared in the darkness.

"You're right. It's a lonely responsibility." She chimed. "HAHAHAHA. I love it.", she laughed wholeheartedly. "Never would I imagine what horrors lies behind my fate. Oh yes, I could feel it now." She stepped out the window, her arms lifted in a graceful arch and felt her body lifted as the violent wind toggle her gown.

"It's not the end of world, ya know?" A familiar saying popped.

"No, it's not. The world is doomed at the beginning but do I care?", she scoffed and as her balance tilted, she flew off into the abyss.

"I don't.", she thought.