The wind whipped around, the smell of salt on the wind, as Shelly strolled along the pebble beach, only the sound of her footfalls her company. She meandered along, not really focusing on anything in particular, when a soft and pleasant humming drew her eye to the horizon. A shape, bobbing up and down where the pewter sky met the ocean grew larger and larger as the humming free louder and louder. A faint glowing light accompanying the bobbing started to grow in size as well.
A form started to take shape riding the wake, an enormous sea turtle leisurely moved his flippers through the copy waves, carrying around his be k a glass bottle that held glimmering light. He seemed to smile while gliding through the rough waters all the way to the beach. He knowingly strode right up to Shelly and waited.
“Hello.” She said tentatively, not quite a greeting and not quite a question.
“Hello. I’m Jacob. The universe has a message for you. It’s in the bottle around my neck.”
Her voice trailed in the middle of her sentence, voice fading, arms outstretched postured in a wide gesture. She could tell by the heat on her cheeks, that she was riled about something but for the life of her she could not think of what she wanted her next words to be.
Suddenly the light shining in from the ceiling to floor windows were too bright, her clothes were constricting and itchy, and somewhere she heard a high pitch electric whine coming from somewhere in the room. A long oak table stretched in front of her, with several men and women in business attire looking up at me expectantly. She didn’t recognise any of them.
_What is the last thing I remember? _ __ _Think. _ __ __ The faces in front of her were open, interested.
Nothing came to her mind, no matter how much she willed it.
She breathed in deep, let her hands drift slowly to her side. The red laquer on her nails caught here eyes.
_That seems, odd. _
Looking around the room and finding nothing familiar, worry started to buld in her chest. She closed her eyes.
_Think, think, think. _
She opened her eyes again. __ __ __ The bright light and board room was gone. Scraggly and thin trees dotted the landscape between her and jagged peaks that loomed high overhead. She reveled in the familiar the weight of her heavy armor and gratefully flexed a gauntleted hand. The pungent smell of sulfure grabbed her attention as above the horizon ahead a scaly green dragon climbed high into the sky. Instinctively she reached for the swird sheathed on her back and it pulled free with familiar ease.
_This. This is where I am supposed to be. _
Nemesis surged his disintegration voice, drawing the energy from his muscles into his throat. His mouth was already bone dry from the fighting, his muscles ached, his limbs trembled and his skin started to itch uncomfortably from the vibration building in his gullet.
“Must. Protect. The children.” His deep words rumbled raggedly shaking the bones of the invaders.
