Amber's Prey: A Narrative Fiction

The air turned black all around her. Black wisps surrounded her, like a python

to its prey. While the air began to slowly recede from her lungs, she no longer could breath, transported to an unknown location, cold and dampness awaited her. Movement was impossible she was paralyzed, cercuming to what she could only imagen was death, but just as she thought it was over, a bright light flashed into her eyes. Blinded from her surroundings, her eyes started to adjusted to the shining light from the new environment just as functions began to return.

Suddenly she jolted awake, comprehending that it was only a dream. For the fourth time this week Amber woke up sweating in her bed after the same recurring dream. The teenager could not figure out why it kept

happening, but she wanted to go deeper into it. Everytime she woke up it was as the exact same point in the dream, right before she could see her surroundings. She wished herself to stay asleep, but it never worked! These sudden occurrences freaked Amber out, a girl who never dreamt. She developed the feeling that these were not ordinary dreams.
The next morning, as her alarmed blasted she climbed out of bed without complaint, with no desire to hit the snooze button, an extremely common and essential morning ritual of hers. After her mysterious dream there was no hope of sleep. She went through her daily routine: got dressed, put a little makeup on, brushed her hair, packed up her book bag and went down stairs. Like always Amber was the last one down. Her dad and sister already eating at the table. Debbie, her mom brought her plate to the table and sat down across from her,
“Good morning! How’d ya sleep honey?” her mom questioned.
“Terrible!” Amber exclaimed. “I had a weird dream, which is also weird because I never dream! I thought I was deing, but really I think I was transported. Except I do not know where, every time I came close to seeing my surroundings I would wake up, but every time always have this gut feeling that I am in good place,” she spilled out.
“What do you mean every time?” her mom laughed lightly.
“For the past four nights ! have had the exact same dream ending at the exact same place time! It is crazy!” Exclaimed Amber.
Her mom stopped smiling and turned pale, while Amber's father, head snapped up from the computer. They looked at each other for a minute, both were terrified.
“You don't think is already happening?” Amber's dad uttered.
“It couldn't be, it's too early!” Debbie assured.
“Couldn’t be what mom? What are yall talking about?” Amber asked.
“Its nothing hun, we will talk about it later,” her dad advised, trying to steer the conversation in a different direction.
“Um… ok… I have to go, I will be late to school” Amber accepted. As she walked out everyone yelled there farewells and “I love yous”, but she knew, what went down in the kitchen was definitely not normal. Silently, Amber walked to school, distracted by thoughts swirling around in her head as she walked right into her best friend Addison, smacked her head into his chest.
“Hey watch it! You could have killed me!” Addison yelled jokingly.
“As if you have a foot on me. Sorry I was distracted,” solemnly voiced Amber.
“You good?”
“Yeah just a interesting morning,” replied Amber.
The two friends proceeded to school uninterrupted, while Amber made it through the day with no confrontations or issues, she still could not get the events that conspired at breakfast out of her head. “What were they talking about?” she mumbled to herself. As long as she had known her parents they were always open with her, and fit the perfect family model. A mom, dad, sister and dog all living in a cookie cutter house in a small suburban town. As the bell rung, and dismissed everyone Amber walked especially quick, racing home to see if she could obtain any answers.
She opened the black double doors and walked into the white house, much to her surprise she found both her parents sitting at the kitchen table again.
“Hey Dad what are you doing home so early it’s only 3?” questioned Amber suspiciously.
“Hey hun, well you mother and I have some rather big news to tell you. You might want to take a seat.”urged her father.
“Ok...why are yall acting so weird? I'm a little freaked out.” weirly she retorted.
Mom began,“We have some big news that could be classified as unbelievable, so we are going to take it slow. We waited longer than we should have in telling you this, and for that we apologize, but we wanted you to grow up like a normal kid. Ok here we go. My side of the family has extremely rare genes that allow us to have unnatural capabilities. Our kind of people are feared because some abilities are extremely powerful and uncontrollable by mundanes. Our people are referred to as Odins, very scarce and spread out among the world. Um are you understanding this?”
Amber starts to hysterically laugh “BHAHAHAHHAH this is too good! Wow y’all got me! How long have you been planning this prank? Come on! Did you get this idea from that movie that move from last Friday?”
Both parents sat still waiting for their daughter to stop and regain composure.

Amber’s mom raises her hand and in the blink of an eye the T.V. remote from the living room flies into her hand. Amber immediately stops laughing and stares at her mother. It felt like eternity to all in the room the parents waiting for Amber to react.

“Well now that i think about it this actually explains a lot, like how you can do everything so quickly! Wait so how does this affect me? Does it have something to do with my dreams?” Amber speculated?

Amber’s mother replies, “That exactly what I was about to mention, every ones “power” is unique, for example mine is telekinesis. In order to discover yours you must claim it honorably, by proving yourself. The dreams indicate the time for you to earn yours is near, and will take you to the origin of our people. A place that can only be accessed and traveled to while in slumber. Once you can finally visualize your surroundings you are ready for the quest to unlock your special power. This is a journey all must undergo, but don't worry we all had to do it too.”

“Let me just start off by saying WOW! This is incredible! I can not wait to see what I will be able to do!” Amber

exclaimed.
The family talked for hours about the origins, history, practices, customs, rituals, and responsibilities associated with the her newly discovered lineage. The day grew old, before anyone of them noticed, and it was late. For the first time Amber realized how tired she had become. She bid her parents goodnight and headed to bed, asleep before her head hit the pillow. As the clock struck midnight, the air turned black all around her. Black wisps surrounded her, like a python to its prey. While the air began to slowly recede from her lungs, she no longer could breath, transported to an unknown location, cold and dampness awaited her. Movement was impossible she was paralyzed, cercuming to what she could only imagen was death, but just as she thought it was over, a bright light flashed into her eyes, but unlike before she finally saw what she only could assume to be the begin of her journey.