The hybrid's eyes are heavy. Dispite hearing something he laid there still. It was as if trying to wake up from being drugged. He tells him to wake up, but he just couldn't. Yet, thoughts were rushing in bit by bit, and he started to think on what happened.
"Zaffre." The same voice echoed a little louder, almost playfully.
He hears the voice clearly now, and still he can't bare to get up. He now realizes the pain. That's right. It was all coming back to him. They fell through some old building. It was chilly, almost cold. He was used to the cold, otherwise he'd be awake by now.
"Awaken, Zaffre!"
His eyes opened and gasped from the demand. He winced and pulled himself up from the floor. He was achy, and his head was pounding. He sat up and rubbed his pulsating head and looked around. It was so dark to make out, but it looked like some sort of ruins by humans. Whatever this place was he didn't care. He just wanted to get out of here, but then he realizes something.
"Guys?" He said looking around. "Guys!"
No answer. They must be in another part of the ruins. He just hopes they're all alright.
"Thy friends art away." The same voice he heard before startles him. "Tis only thee and I in the heart of darkness."
Zaffre was on his guard, expecting an attack. "Who said that? Where are you?!"
"But first a question." The unseen voice said in that playful tone again. As if he was a joker of some sort. "Twas it not obvious to thee of the pressence thou hast sensed? Even way back when?"
He paused before saying anything. It was true he felt something in him ever since he was young. Although, he mostly ignored it thinking it was just his imagination, until recently when everyone told him about his red eyes and strange tone in his voice, like he was possessed.
"As I suspected."
He slowly rose his head and looked around once more. "Who are you?" He asked.
"See that reflective glass on the wall? Go on. Take a look."
Good thing he could still tell where the walls are, not that it was a very big room anyway. He slowly walked towards the mirror and saw his reflection. He noticed the dust on him and some scratches. No injury worth fretting over. He closed his eyes and rubbed them trying to make himself wake up more. As he opened his eyes he saw himself with a toothy grin and red eyes. Only he wasn't grinning, and he never had red eyes before. He was confused and inspected the mirror closer.
"Boo." Came a whisper startling Zaffre. The mirror spoke back to him! No, this is something else. it's as if there's an entity speaking through the mirror, like a portal.
The the red eyed doppelganger laughed. "Tis a pleassure to finally meet thee in person, Zaffre. I am Umbran, thy other being from within. How fair thee?"
He looked stuned. Unable to comprehend what he's seeing. "What's going on? This can't be real."
Umbran gave a toothy grin starring back at him. "I can, and I am."
It's finally hitting him. "So you're Umbran! You've been controlling me from before! And those dreams....!"
"That is right!" Umbran gleefully remarked. "Thou hast, at last, begun to see!"
He remembered what his friends told him. He was appearing at times with red eyes with a strange dialect as he spoke. He also remebered the dream he had of this....thing, and the time he noticed the faint, red glow around his eyes.
"Whatever you are, get the hell out of my body!" Zaffre lashed out.
The grin disappeared from the others face. "Do not be so inconsiderate. I have saved thee, after all."
"Huh?" Came a surprise from Zaffre.
"Even thee wouldst be dead from the fall." He pointed up and grinned once more. "So, I have saved thee from a terrible fate. We share the same flesh and blood, and so we must keep each other in good health, hmm?"
Share the same flesh and blood? Keep each other in good health? What is he talking about. The hybrid couldn't help but wonder what he wants.
"Now, I shall take my leave." He fades away from the mirror.
"W-wait, Umbran. Umbran!" Exclaimed Zaffre, who wanted answers.
"I shall always follow thee." Came that echoing voice again. "Wherever. Whenever. Forever. Always. I hope we can get along well, young hybrid. Far well, for now."
And with that, the voice was gone. He was left all alone again, but was he really? He couldn't help but feel like he's being watched, even as he stood there. Zaffre was truelly strating to worry what will happen next.
"Hello!? Anyone!?" Came a call from the other room.
Zaffre's ears perked up and went to investigate. As he turned the corner, he saw it was his friend. "Hey! Over here."
"Zaffre?" The friend said. "Is that you? You ok."
"I'm fine. What about you." He replied.
"Same. Where're the others?"
"They're not with you?"
"No. You're the first I saw." The friend looked around. "You know where we are?"
"I don't know." Zaffre replied. "But it doesn't matter. Lets just find a way out of here. The others maybe heading out of here too."
"Right." He agreed "I hope they're ok."
"Me too." Zaffre looked back towards the room he was in and remembered what Umbran said.
"What's wrong?" The friend asked making Zaffre turn his head back to him.
"It's nothing. Let's go." He said, as he started walking forward with his friend by him.
They went together to find a way out and join the others. Zaffre's thoughts about Umbran kept flooding back to his mind while his friend wondered if his episode returned. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Ok, I commissioned Flytermo again and thought I should practice my writing skills. So here it is
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