The Sixth Wild One

The Dreamer


I hid behind the wall as I listened to the others discuss the plan to defeat Supreme. I feel like I shouldn't be involved in this anymore. For gods sake, I was kidnapped in my first battle! I moved to the end of the wall and closed my eyes. I rested my head on the wall, and was caught hiding.

"Marina? Prophet's voice echoed throughout the building. "Come here."

I sighed before opening my eyes and slowly made my way over towards Prophet. I sat down next to him and he wrapped an arm around me and kissed the side of my head.

"Are you okay?" He whispered in my ear.

I just nodded my head. I didn't want him to now that I feel like I shouldn't be a part of the Legion anymore. I'm the only female who goes into battles. "Dreamer." I zoned back into reality to notice that Deviant was talking to me. "Were you listening to anything I was saying?"

I shook my head. "I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Its okay. We just need you to tell us where Supreme normally stays. You are one- if not the only -personwho has ever seen Supreme and is still alive. How you did that, we're not sure. You just have to tell us what room on the top floor he stays in."

I looked down at my hands, which the right was rested neatly in my lap, and the left one was being held by Andy's right hand. Even just thinking about those moments ruin me. Andy pulled me onto his lap and started rocking me back and fourth, as I cried into his chest. "Shh. Shh. Shh." Andy held my hand and kept his arm wrapped around me as he tried to calm me down. "Can you tell me? Or show me how many doors we need to pass from the elevator?"

I looked up to him with tears still streaming down my face. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I bit my lip as I shakily held up four fingers from my left hand. The images of what happened in that room came back to me, forcing me to bury my head in Andy's chest again.

"Fourth room on the left?" He wwhispere.

I nodded my head. He shifted me so I was in his arms and picked me up bridal style and carried me into his room. He laid me down on the mattress and crawled in next to me. I curled into him and cried. The pain in my chest grew and I felt like I couldn't breathe. "Marina!" Andy sat up quickly pulling me up with him. "Its okay. Calm down. Look at me. You'll be alright."

I managed to look up at him and stare int his bright blue eyes. Soon enough, I had managed to calm down.

"W-what's wrong with m-me?"

"You have something that people before F.E.A.R. came around. They called it Post Tramatic Stress Disorder, or PTSD. Whatever Supreme did to you fucked you up so much, you have panic and anxiety attacks. Just sleep. I'll be right here when you wake up. I promise."

I nodded my head. He pulled us back down on the mattress and pulled the blanket over us. I rested my head on his chest and managed to fall asleep.

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