Id woken up pretty early on that Saturday morning, the dreams I was having lately were stranger than usual because every time they finished I would wake up with a jolt upward and break out in a cold sweat. To be honest I could see why
there was this guy in every one of my dreams, he just stood in the background in a black cloak and right at the end the view would pan into his face, then his eye. The eye was what frightened me most, it was red and bloodshot and always gave me the feeling I was being watched. Saturday had the worst weather possible, rain, rain and guess what, more rain. It chucked it down from dawn till dusk, and I was out in it getting thrown about, yet again, by that big guy from the school. Girl gives up yet? He threw another punch at me managing to centre it in my face, blasting me into a nearby office block. Since when did you get that idea into that thick skull of yours I managed to quickly swerve under him, swatting his back with my fist. It did nothing, since the last time Id met him he seemed to be getting stronger. His laugh grated on my mind Hah. Is girl not giving up? Girl die more painfully then. I shudder at every word, either that or I was shuddering at the growing tension on my chest and neck since I was now pinned to the floor in a lovely little pool of blood. No. I dont give up. And I certainly wont die. I grabbed his right foot and twisted it 180 degrees, the thing yelped in pain and tumbled to the floor, I pulled myself up looking more of a wreck than usual. Now that his foot was broken the thing had fear in its eyes and laugh manically as it sunk through a black hole in the floor, leaving me standing soaked in the rain whilst the media gather round.
Occurrences like that happened almost every day and my little friends visits were becoming more frequent and seemed to be causing more injury as the days went by. It was Sunday and Michael was back in England after a few days back in Dublin, his presence was felt by the public but again they relied on only me to defeat the new menace that was appearing on the streets. This menace was intriguing, most of the times Id face up against minions of sorts, small shadow like creatures able to produce large amounts of darkness. But there always good news to follow the bad, I and Michael had been invited along to Sweden during Sunday afternoon, apparently the 3rd crystal had been found by a scientist who didnt use the power in it for himself but was currently building something he wished to show us.
The building he worked in was immense compared to anything Id ever seen in Newcastle, although upon arrival in his part of the building everything seemed much smaller since all his equipment was jam packed together. Welcome Liberty Girl
Teleko, this project I have been working on is specially designed for your use since the crystal I used is as I believe the same one as you have in your rucksack there Liberty Girl I grabbed my backpack and nodded, the crystal was poking out the side pocket. He wandered over a white sheet covering something and pulled it off revealing a small but very well built cyborg. This is project Vahiki, I have been working on him most of my life and the crystal has provided a living energy source. This package here He pointed to a brown box It contains communicators, nanobots and many other things you may find useful He paused and walked away shutting the door behind him. That was rather rude, wasnt he going to finish? That was the last thing I uttered for the rest of the day, the trip home was awkward, carrying Michael, a box and a robot across the sea and having these dreams in your mind isnt a good mix.
Monday. I hadnt spotted any of those new foes on my way to school as of yet, which is a good thing because I just found a good use for those nanobots, well Vahiki did, I simply added them to my costume and it regenerates if it has any holes in it. Anyway, most of the school day was the usual but I kept seeing that eye in my head and the feeling kept overwhelming me. The weather then took a turn for the worst, rain, thunder, lightening, the works and what made it worse was they were back. People fled as hundreds of those small creatures flooded the school yard and started wreaking havoc
and there he was the guy from my dreams standing on top of the main building watching the terror unfold, which was my cue to don the costume.
Michael can you hear me through this thing? Im going to need assistance, how quickly can you get to Newcastle The communicator buzzed as I hovered into the air in full costume, a reply started fizzing out the speakers I can hear you, and Ill be over the as soon as I can, Im caught up myself I clicked the communicator to off mode. Although I had Vahiki to assist me he wasnt working yet so I had to call for Michaels assistance, even if I had his assistance we werent prepared for how this was going to turn out.
*laughs*
I look forward to making more avatars... for new requesters. 
