Awakening, New Beginning? [Even]

It had started out in nothingness, as her dreams usually did. The sound of ocean waves upon a shore had played through her mind, soft and soothing; Then random scenes scattered across her vision, voices from them echoing as if she were running through multiple scenes all at once. Some of the images and voices were familiar but Xion couldn't recall right away why. It was then that she had looked back, and seen the dark figure standing behind her, and she had run..or at least as well as one can in a dream. No matter how had she tried, the figure got closer and closer. The same cloak she wore; the figure's hood was up but somehow she knew that it was male..and that he meant nothing good. The metal accents clinked, louder and louder, more and more threatening. Panic pounded through Xion, but she found she could not move! Strings had appeared, unnoticed in her desperation to run from this figure; they led back to him! He walked toward her, one hand lowering his hood. And she looked at the face that she knew with utter despair, caught by that burning amber gaze that held her and would never let go..she would never be free! She cried out, in fear and defiance, she would not be controlled! She was nobody's puppet!!

She had jerked awake, hardly comprehending anything around her for a few terrifying moments. Ocean-blue eyes would look around at unfamiliar surroundings, her head turning from side to side in confusion as she sat up rather quickly, getting to her feet in unsteady motion. She was clearly disoriented and not quite comprehensive just yet. She staggered a bit as she moved in what seemed like her first steps, and they were, considering she felt as though she hadn't moved in a long time. Just how long had she been asleep? Had she been sleeping? That was really the question.

But the real question was where was she?? And why did she feel as though something was wrong, not supposed to be..? She somehow felt like she want supposed to be here; which made her confusion worse. Fear gripped her as she realized she was alone; was the one from her dream going to appear?? Was it a warning, instead of perceived nightmare? She looked around for help, someone who could answer the whirlwind of questions inside her head, someone who explain where this was and maybe just what was going on.

As she looked around, Xion heard a voice, and she headed in the direction it came from. It sounded like a summon, as one who was performing magic/casting a spell? She frowned; how did she know that?? And why was she so disoriented...what had happened to her? She found the source of the voice, rounding a corner at a dead run into an alleyway, knowing voices meant people, and her gaze found a man in a white coat, with a strangely familiar blue shield-type object that was clearly magical. Her instinct was not to run away, but to run toward him, however uncertain her steps, to ask him for help.

"Please, can you help me? Where am I? Why am I here??"