CubeBuilders Arising (Part 12 - Memories of the Past)

Sparkles groaned in her sleep. She twitched and shuddered, the pain in her head and limbs excruciating. She couldnt move. She couldnt see. She was trapped in her nightmare.

Darkness surrounded her in the excavates of her mind. Nothing but complete darkness. She couldnt see as her eyes refused to open. Sparkles had to rely on her other senses to depict the area around her. What she heard was the sound of something oozing, some faint wails and squeaks, and some other unknown ambiance. There was no scent or taste to anything. She felt naked, and as if she was floating. Like on a cloud or in water, or something. But even though all this was strange, it didnt feel strange.

Sparkles wasnt particularly afraid. Although this was anything but ordinary, this felt normal. She didnt know why, but it just felt... normal. Sparkles tried to move her limbs, but it was hard to do so. It was like trying to move her arms through mounds of goop and other thick, liquid-y almost solid materials. Like very thick pudding, for example.

Finally, Sparkles opened her eyes. Her eyes tended to glow in the darkness. That gave her a bit of light to see, but not to see whats around her. To see herself.

She wasnt normal. Her arms were a dark gold and furry, with various blood wounds covering them. They looked like they were blade marks from how sliced up and stabbed they looked. But strangely, they didnt hurt. Sparkles could make out retractable claws hidden in her fingers. The same went for her legs; dark gold fur and wounds.

She looked down to find, many more wounds in her stomach and such, one scar wound going from her collarbone to her stomach. She could also see a tail between her legs. It resembled a lions, actually. Except the tuft of hair on the end was a caramel brown.

But when she looked down, she saw something. It was like one big giant lake, and it reflected her floating in the air. Like seeing the moon in the reflection of the water, you could see her reflection. But since the water was still, it was like one giant mirror. Sparkles took a good, long look at her face.

She had a rounded head, unlike a humans. She had a muzzle, slightly darker than her usual human-skin. Upon it was a pointed cat nose, black as night. In her mouth, she could make out some little fangs peeking out from between her lips. Upon her head was a caramel- brown mane about as long as her rainbow hair, but more messy. Most of her bangs covered her right eye. Cat ears were sitting atop her head, which flicked back and forth every minute or so.

But what caught her eyes the most, was her own eyes. Her eyes were large, and pointed. But not only that, they were pitch black. Darker than midnight, they were. But her irises seemingly floated in them like she floated in air. Her irises were a dark teal, floating in the midst of her dark eyes. They were terrifying to anyone else. But to her, they didnt seem scary. They seemed normal.

Sparkles wondered why she looked like this, though. Why was she this strange, monster-like, cat creature? Did this have anything to do with her past? Or her future?

Suddenly, Sparkles could see a light in the distance. A very bright light. She could hear voices coming from it rather faintly. Sparkless curiosity began to peak. She made swimming motions towards the light. It was as if all the thick substance keeping her from movement was draining away. She was getting closer... and closer...

...When she heard a loud, ear-piercing scream. Sparkles cringed. Sparkles opened her eyes to see what was making the scream.

She saw... herself... in the form she was in now... being sliced up and stabbed to all the Nether by a shadowy figure. Her pants were ripped to pieces, her top had been fiddled with. Sparkles was in shock. Was she this person being abused and murdered?

Suddenly, the shadowed figure took the blade in hand, pulling the poor creature up. She was crying. She was begging the figure to let her go. But... Then...

...The figure plunged the knife straight through his victims neck. It went completely through, falling to the ground on the other side. The creature fell cold, dead. The figure stood and laughed, then began to walk away. Sparkles could now see this sight dripping away like water.

Sparkles began to feel the same excruciating pain the creature had in that vision. She gasped out, but she couldnt scream. She was choking on her own voice. Blood exploded from her body from each wound she had. Then, her neck began to throb violently. Sparkles cringed, then, as the blood began to pour out violently, she let our her shriek.

Her surroundings burned away like a cinema strip.

Sparkles came to, shouting herself awake. She sat up madly, panting madly as well. Sweat rolled down her body. She immediately looked at her arms and such. Pale skin, flowing rainbow hair, sparkling pink eyes. She was herself again. But one thing was out of order. Her surroundings. She had been sleeping in a rather regal-looking bed with velvet sheets and embroidered pillows. The room she was in was regal in itself, too. Where was she?

Sparkles turned to hear the doors opening. A woman came in with a pitcher of water. This woman was in a maid-type outfit, with flowing, curly blonde hair. Her eyes were like shiny obsidian. Her cheeks had a natural blush. She looked barely older than Sparkles herself.

"Well, youre finally awake. I was getting a bit worried, there." The maid said, setting the pitcher down on an end table. Sparkles still panted, staring at her sternly.

"Who are you, and where am I?" Sparkles asked seriously. The maid smiled.

"My name is HawaiiGirl924. Youre in one of the guest rooms in His Royal Majestys palace."

Great story, Sparkles! Keep up the amazing work, and include Brow ;)

I will. In fact, he will be in the next chapter. I promise. ;)