“Lets see new shoes, chips, chocolate, juice, tab, cloths, fishing rods, sleeping bag everything packed.” A boy walks down the stairs dragging his heavy luggage twice his size. His dad calls him “hurry up kiddo I also have to close the shops door you know.” He replies quickly, “I am coming dad.” he hurriedly pulled all the luggage holding the glass door's knob excited about the grand trip his family had been planning for 2 months. As they were lower middle class family it was very hard to plan even a short trip of 3 days for them.

But suddenly a black car came taking sharp turns beautifully like it was in middle of a race . It took away breath of the boy not because of its beauty but because it was speeding towards an old looking van in which there trip was about to begin . But it didn’t crash and turned driving in the footpath narrowly escaping the crash. The. Footpath connected a straight passage to a pharmacy where his mom was returning from. He could see what would happen next, he shouted and screamed trying to open the door and do something to change what was about to happen but the damn door won’t open . The unavoidable crash happened he dropped in his knees his father got out of van running towards the body swimming in the pool of blood. His father screams and shakes the body but didn’t get any response.

The car stops few meters ahead drifting. A man in classy suite came out of the car looking exhausted and annoyed, not even a bit of guilt could be seen in his eyes. looking at the man holding a dead body and shouting for help he took out his gun and without much delay shot the man . The boy started kicking the door madly at last door opened and the boy ran out screaming eyes filled with tears and hatred for the man in suit. It was like the door was timed to be opened only for him to see all this. He charged at the man madly screaming, sprinting with his body almost leaning towards ground but he was greeted with a bullet aimed straight at his head. That moment he was not scared but all his focus was pulled by the bullet . The boy saw the bullet come at him in slow motion, it’s pointy tip coming at him slowly in straight line he thought of dodging but he can’t move, ‘no I can but my body is moving too slow and my thoughts are too fast. What’s happening? Will I die now?’ His expression changed to that of horror he wanted to curse but even opening his mouth was hard. All he could do was listen to the bullet ripping apart air and his loud heart beat he couldn’t move or shout as the bullet slowly touched his head ...

Austin woke up panting very hard, sweat all over his body and forehead, starring straight at Mr Mark with sharp eyes who was touching his forehead. He quickly moved Mark’s hand off his head lighting fast surprising even Mark. Both of them staring at each other in pin drop silence... “What were you trying to do boss” said Austin with cold tone.

“Me? I was trying to wake you up from your night mare. I saw your face scrunched and your body sweating bullets. It’s a surprise that a boy who can kill more than 2 metre giant with body of dwarf can also have nightmares....What did you see?”

Austin organized his thoughts remembering how he fell asleep after absorbing little energy from core, he came up with an excuse to send Mark away. “fuu.... I saw you feeding me strange potions and stealing my money after trapping me in a magical prison. You smell very strange get away.”

Mark quickly got up and smiled sheepishly “haha it’s smell of my new potion. Do you really think I will do that for some silver coins?”

“says the man who bargained till midnight for those coins.” Austin tried to get out of shop but Mark stopped him.

Mark had nothing to say he wanted to get angry but looking at Austin who was angry and pissed off for some reasons he decided to let it slide. “It’s ok if you don’t want to tell me maybe some other time? Go and take a bath for now and get ready for your training.”

Austin did as he was told and got inside bathroom quickly. “ I still have those dreams even after every thing ended.. and I almost made him angry I will have to apologize later.” he breathed deeply he was angry because of himself. For a man working behind a mask his whole life it was uncomfortable when Mark saw him in his pathetic condition, all weakness exposed it was akin to being naked and the nightmare didn’t make it any better.

Mark still remembered Austin’s eyes that looked like a wounded beast sending shivers down his spine. ‘if he had a weapon at hand he would have cut of my arms immediately... That child is too abnormal. Just what type of things did he suffer? Guess I over did it this time.’ thought Mark shaking his head and safely storing the bottle with half filled potion labelled..... nightmare potion.