Silent Knight /Angel of Vengeance\

Your eyes are closed. You can not see anything but a flicker of white light that makes you flinch. It's only about 3 seconds apart. Your head begins to hurt from squinting your closed eyes, so you turn to your right, away from where you think the light is coming from. The ground, you realize, is somewhat moist. It's a puddy like mud that you have dug deeper into now that you've turned. Your eyes open in a jolt as you sit up. In front of, before only pure blackness is a round pendant, swinging back and forth like a pendelum, reflecting a light from behind you. You place your hands into the soft clay and twist your back, and then your head follows to bare witness to 11 bodily figures standing. In a perfect line from left to right, Their bodies are black from the light that radiates behind them, blinding you at first site. You lean on your right arm and turn back to the pendant. Lifting your left leg, you slowly begin to stand. After a moment of letting your dizzyness drain away, you rub your eyes with your dirty hands, clodding your eyes you run your arms across your eyelids to clean them, but in a hurry, you fail to remove what was already becoming a dry skin of whitening clay-like mud.

Your vision is clearer, but the darkness is still dominating the view before you. The silver pendant continues to blink it's light into your eyes, but it no longer bothers you. You are now prepared to whitness the rays of light that streaks behind you. You place your right foot back and twist your body to the right. Again, before you, are 11 beings. They remain black, but you can make out that they were not human looking. 3 were smaller than the other 8, and they made their stay at the left and right ends of their line formation. They seemed feminine, for they were the only slender ones of the 11. Your attention is focused to the giant in the midst of them. Standing at a possible 7 feet, you gawk at it's immense size, and leaning on his left arm like that of a man resting on a pillar is another being, but far smaller then the titan, and refusing to face you. You can make out no arms, therefor you take that to fact that his arms must be crossed. The others were about the same in height, and looked no different except with an occasional horn peaking from their shoulder, heads, and legs. You step back at your very first impression of these beings.

"Monsters..."

Your left leg reaches far behing you, and then your right, your left leg goes back once more, but you collide with the pendant. The pendant falls, but does not land before you feet...it continues to fall in the darkness below you. You gasp in horror, jumping forward without looking ahead. While in the air, you're caught by the Giant. You can now make out it's features, it's a knight in full body armor. His armor is gold. His helmet was consisted of two horns on each side right above where a normal man's ears would be, sticking straight out, diagonally, forming a perfect 'V' with his visor that had no slits or holes for his eyes nor and cuts for him to breath.

You try to squirm free, but his arms are pinned underneath your armpits, and making any efforts useless, you can feel that this 'monster' was making you airborn without any effort. Your struggle is over and you slunk down in his hands, relaxing your body in hopes that the Golden Knight will think of you harmless and let go, but with a chuckle, you're swung as the beast twists to his right and pulling in his arms, releasing his grip. You continue to stare at him as you fly back, but unlike a normal throw, he continues to grow smaller until he appears to only resemble that of a 6 foot man. You never met the ground, but you are again grappled around your waist and without warning, you feel gravity taking it's toll as you are ripped to the ground, but your impact is harmless and you land on your feet. The knight before you has already vanished to the darkness, but you have no time to find him, you are spun around to face the knight that had rested on the giant before.

It was easy to tell it was him. It was the same knight with no horns on his helmet, but his guantlets consisted of claws, 3 that expanded from between his knuckles from both hands. You fall down from the pretzling of your legs. The knights beside him cirle around you and within only moments you are surrounded. The light behind the middle knight flashes abrubtly and the darkness slowly began to be eaten away until you could finally fully make out your surroundings. You are standing, or more likely, floating in the midst of water. You can not see the surface now do you see any depth other than more water. You burst out your air and grasp your throught, holding your breath. Your chest tightens up, but you're finally concious that you do not feel the pressure of the water. You cautiously snort in the water through your nose, but only air rushes in. You burst out your remaning oxygen relievingly and you now take deep breaths to calm yourself. The knights chuckle except the one with claws. His armor was a helmet was consisted of purple designs that wrapped around it, while the solid color was a glittering silver, so was every other piece of his armor.

The knights composer was cool and calm. He reaches out his right hand and takes your forcefully, but gently, flinging you onto your feet. You finally swallow your fears and spit out what courage you have to ask, "Who are you?" You get your response from a knight behind you, indeed one of the smaller ones whom you thought a woman. The voice was childlike and high-pitched. You are amazed at the healthy sounding voice, almost enough to guess that she could not be any older than 13.

"Some call us rebels of the cosmos..."

You twist only your head until it reaches it full turning distance to see the knight that spoke. She was in bright pink and white armor. Pink being the several unique marking while white was it's solid color. Her armor though was more femine as it cut off about a foot above her knees into a skirt like design that matched her tall white-metal boots. You can no longer strain your neck so you turn to face the silver knight. Then a knight to your right speaks. You have to only look past two knights.

"Some call us 'the' dream come true..."

You are amazed at his dark blood red armor. It was a straight color with it' markings made in brighter red colors and with the occasional orange. It looked no different then a normal jousting knight, though the helmet was rounded rather than a cilinder shape. Your head returns again to the knight before you. His arms have folded in front of his chest and he has unnoticingly approached closer to you. In a deep cold voice, he speaks up, leaning back like that of a king to a peasant.

"But, we are Silent Knights...and so are you!"

To those of you that are going to ask like the child in the first post, it is written in hopes that those of you with imagination can picture you being there. This is a dream I had, and I find my self able to relive the dream easier if I read it like this.

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