Chapter Nine

I opened my eyes and saw blue.

Blue skies. Clouds here and there. The sun shining brightly than I had ever seen it before.

I sat up and saw that I was wearing my track suit. I looked around and saw Will.

He stood over me and reached out his hand, and I grabbed it.

I looked deep into his eyes. It was even bluer than the sky. He smiled. "Did you have the same crazy dream that I had?"

I looked around me. We were in the field.

"Yeah, kinda sorta."

But then I remembered. "Kyle." I turned to the spot where I last saw him, and sure enough, he was lying there. I ran to his side and felt his face.

It was cold as ice.

"Oh, my God." He's dead.

Kyle is dead.

I saw a shadow cast over him, and Will was standing there, looking at Kyle's body.

"Did he really die?" I whispered.

He nodded.

My throat started clogging up and my eyes starting watering. I saw the wound. Right on his chest.

I felt it with my hands.

And right there, right before me, there was a red glow under my hands.

"What?"

Then I saw the wound closing up.

And Kyle breathing in loudly and sitting up.

"Kyle"

"Elle?" he asked me.

"You're alive!" I exclaimed.

"What?" he looked at Will who was smiling. "What?...Happened?"

I looked up at Will who shrugged.

"You don't want to know."

"Will!" I heard a girl's voice from across the field. "Will!"

It was Jennifer. She was holding something in her hands.

When she reached us, I could make out that it was the sword.

"I think this is yours, Will." she said.

"Jennifer, what happened?" I asked.

"Well. At first I was in the bathroom, fixing my hair and then there was a freaking loud whistle, and my stomach started to hurt and the next, I was in the field and this fell in my hands."

Will took the sword. "She was in the castle when this all happened one hundred years ago." I heard a deeper voice behind Will.

Will turned around, and it was Mr. Morton.

He gleamed at us. "Well, sire, you have done it again." and he looked at me. "And Elaine. You have done it again too, and shall I say, it was so much better this time than it was one hundred years ago.'' he chuckled.

"Wasn't this just all a crazy dream?" Will asked him.

"No, no, it wasn't Will." Mr. Morton told him. "And if this was all just one crazy dream, I'm sure you will face more crazy dreams in the future."

I looked at the sword, and then at Will.

"The Power is always there, Will. And Elaine." he told us.

Will laughed and smiled at me, and raised the sword into the sky.

"Excalibur!"