A Strange Dream

"Where the hell?" Damian asked as he looked around the dark empty room when a hooded figure formed in front of him, "You're back huh?"

"Indeed." The figure said with an eerily calm voice.

"Did you bring me here?" Damian asked the figure and his bracelet began to shake. Damian watched it suddenly transform into his sword and he caught it before looking at the figure with a serious face.

"It looks like your sword felt my intent before you did." The figure explained before charging him. Damian blocked the identical sword while looking into his eyes and realized that his eye sockets were hollow. The figure's wings appeared and Damian saw that they were black instead of his white.

"The fuck do you want?!" Damian asked as the figure began to laugh as its sword and wings disappeared. Damian suddenly woke up and saw Charlie and Alastor standing next to him.

"Are you alright Damian?" Charlie asked with a soft voice, "Your room was shaking."

"You had us quite worried my fellow." Alastor told him as he leaned closer to examine Damian, "You seemed like you were struggling against something."

"It was just a bad dream that's all." Damian said as he stood up and walked to the window, "Just a bad dream."

"Alright Damian. Let's go Alastor." Charlie said as she walked out of the room. As Alastor was following her out he looked over his shoulder and saw a black feather on the bed.

'Interesting." Alastor thought as he walked out of the room with a smile. Damian pinched the bridge of his nose as he gathered his thoughts and decided that he needed to go somewhere to clear his head. He leaned over his balcony railing and realized it Spring Break was coming up.

"I don't think I've ever been on Spring Break." Damian said as he walked inside to get dressed, "I don't think anyone would mind if I left for a week."

~Later~

"I believe it's a good idea." Alastor told Damian with a smile, "A little chaos never hurt anyone and I'm sure you need a break from hell since you don't actually belong here."

"I wonder of that's the reason why I'm having those dreams?" Damian asked, "Maybe hell's weighing on my mind?"

"That's definitely possible." Charlie said with a hand on her chin, "Well go have fun! We'll handle things down here!"

"I'll be back in a week or so." Damian told then before leaving the hotel.