Post by Fallen One on Oct 4, 2008 19:02:37 GMT -5
The huge jumbo jet carrying the REW staff flies through the air, cutting through the atmosphere as it carries it's cargo to the next destination of REW's world tour, a destination yet unknown to it's passengers. Speaking of the passengers, most are sleeping or trying to sleep, overcome with tiredness after the several day long event.
The majority have their bumps and bruises...or worse from the struggles they fared and althought one would think they would be at each other's throats...quite the contrary, these are patient men who
know when it's time for fighting and when it's time to rest.
And man, do they all need a rest.
This includes the black and white haired man sitting in the back of the plane, the look of satisfaction on his face revealing the fact that he had won, been the victor in the previous event. He has ditched the suit for which so much violence had been spent and was now dressed in his normal clothing.
The Sanity Assassin sits relaxing, relaxing not only his mind but his body. He analyzes the events of the previous days, looking over the mistakes he made and what he could've done better, always thinking, never simply gloating in his victory.
As he starts to slip into a dream, a smooth comforting voice interrupts his conscience.
Voice : "You've done well...apprentice. But it could've been better"
Trash goes on the defensive against the intrusive force. Is his own mind trying to tell him something? How could he have done better?
Voice : "Too many opportunities missed. Too many spared...those street hooligans...could've been left in bits and pieces...the queen herself...could've had a nice surprise"
Well, it is true to a degree. But why? Trash did not have need to do it and what is needless to do, he is not going to do.
Voice : "Needless? But it's so much fun. You need to have fun sometimes..."
Fun. Would it really be fun, Trash questions? Why does the voice want him to have fun anyway? Trash starts getting a familiar association with the voice...
DREAMKILLER!
He awakens, eyes suddenly open and looks around the plane to where The Dark Lord is sitting to see if he is watching him through those scarred orbs of his. However, Trash notices that Dreamkiller, this monster seems to have dozed off himself.
What nonsense.... Trash thinks to himself. It must've been some hidden urges of his own that distracted him.
Trash shook his head and ordered a drink of water to soothe himself before dozing off to sleep.
Because hey, if he had problems figuring out what was going on in his own head, then he KNEW he really was tired.
