I woke up ( A/N- yeah, I know that's the cheapest trick in the book, but I wanted to put something down, so be grateful.)

My head was spinning, and my eyes throbbed from being scrunched up too tightly. 

That dream, though... this is the fourth time I've had that exact same nightmare. I should probably talk to someone about it.... maybe Krel.

Krel. My heart just flutters whenever I think of him. I know, cliche, right? But that's the best sentence to describe the the feeling of having a "crush".

I got up, planning to head over to Krel's house, but I fell down because my body was still shaking from the nightmare.

"Luna?" I heard Axalan call through the door "Are you alright?"

 "Yes, Axalan!" I called back.

 "You know that if you're sick, I'm programmed to take care of you, right?"

 "I'm not sick! "

 "That's exactly what a sick child would say." She sassed back, before I heard the door to her room close.

Oh, Axalan. I sometimes think that my mother programmed her to be extra protective for me. My eyebrows scrunched up as I thought, the nightmare fleeing momentarily from my mind. 

When they had me, did they already know that they would produce many enemies while I was growing up? Was Axalan less of a nanny and more of a bodyguard, trying to protect the next heir to the throne? Did they know all of the consequences of their actions, the ones I would have to pay for by being sent away? DID THEY?!

I felt a cold rush on my right hand. Looking down, I realized that I had curled my hand up into a fist, and my fingernails had broken the skin. A small trickle of black blood flowed onto my wrist.

Ah, yes. Black blood. Brought on by the curse of Seklos. when she took away the music of the adults, she poisoned our blue blood so that it ran as dark as our actions. My actions have so far been pure, unless being born is a crime. Yet another way that I have been given the consequences of another's actions.

I sighed, and placed a bandaid over the cut, and used a wet rag to wipe off the rest of the blood.

Aaaaaand, the nightmare's back in my head. That's great. Just SUPER!(Cue sarcasm)

Which reminds me, I was going to see Krel.

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I stood outside the Tarron's door, knocking lightly.

It opened, and Krel was on the other side.

"Hey, Krel!" I said.

" O-oh! H-hey there, Luna! " he replied back nervously 

"Can I come in?" I asked politely

Krel's head disappeared around the corner for a moment, and I heard some frantic whispering 

"Sorry, Aja and Vex are both sick. With the, uh....chill?" He said, taking a glance behind him " Ah, the Cold! Yes, they are both sick with the cold! You cannot be here right now, or else you might be sick with the cold, as well! Yeah, bye! " And with that, the door was closed in my face.

Well, that was weird. But, then again, Krel is a weird guy. I turned around and began to walk away, but as I looked down, I noticed that the grass turned several shades brighter in a second, then dimmed down back to its normal green tone.

The light that shined on the grass came from the Tarron's window. What could they be doing that makes that much bright light?

Being stealthy, I crept silently to the nearest window, and peeked in.  My phone, which was in my hand, dropped to the ground with a cracking sound.

Krel was not a human. Nor was Aja and Vex.

They were from Akiridion. More specifically, Akiridion-5.

Oh, no.

Oh, crap.

Oh. Crap.