Rest in Peace (4): While making your way through Destiny City, you wind up taking a path you’ve never taken before. Maybe you’re following directions, maybe you got lost, maybe you were just looking for a shortcut—things were going well, until you wind up needing to pass through a graveyard. It seems normal enough—until you pass by a grave and get a powerful chill down your spine. When you stop and look at it, you see the gravestone has your name; beneath it, your birthday and today’s date. If you leave and return, the gravestone remains, but the name and dates look like they’ve been clawed off.
Dreama was taking a run the woods early one October Morning. The mist that came was cool and nice (thought the people here might say it was dreadfully cold). She liked to run in the mornings - it gave her time to think, to mourn, to have gratitude, and to look to the future.
Today, she thought about what had brought her down this path - what had actually driven her so much more in the last few years to actually seek out her cousins, Kakure and Ata Boi Jaimeson, doncha know. It was Kelly and Quinn, her older brothers, who were twins. Kelly dreamed of going into space, and Quinn a doctor. The three of them had been very close. Until that dark day - when Kelly and Quinn died in a catastrophe saving lives.
Dreama closed her eyes; she didn't like thinking about that. But the pain drove her into high gear to accomplish one of her one dreams - finding her long-lost cousins, Kakure and Ata Boi and letting them know they were not alone - they had family, and that if they wanted or needed, a home as well. Of course, it was entirely possible that they had already found all that, but she wanted to let them know that they weren't just abandoned - at least not by all of their family. She didn't notice the mist rolling in thicker and thicker.
Also, the pain of losing her brothers, led her to want to find her cousins- hoping that the kinship would help heal open wounds. Another reason, she had come was another dream - her dream of dancing - mainly Hip Hop dancing, but also learning all kinds of dance from around the world, that she could incorporate into her own and make it stronger. And then the only reason, her parents approved of the move - and therefore agreed to pay, was that they too were hurting for Kelly and Quinn, doncha know, and were somehow hoping that she could fulfill either one's dreams or both if possible. And therefore she was called 'Dreama'. (Her given name was Jonama.)
Dreama, still didn't seem to notice as the mist rolled in, deeper and deeper. She did notice when she came to an eerie old graveyard that did not appear on any map, (and was truthfully very much like some of the graveyard around her home in Ireland. Here though, she had an eerie feeling - like something was wrong, and that she should not be here. Chills went up and down her spine and drove her to read the name on each and tombstone. she got to the one in the center, and when she read, she could not believe her eyes and let out a bloodcurdling scream and sat down hard on the ground holding her knees to her chest and rocking back and forth sobbing. "It's my name.... It's my name..." She kept muttering and over, while staring into nothing. "Kelly, Quin, when will you arrive to get me? It's my name... It's my name..."
Davie was out in the woods early that October morning, doing what else, but searching for a rare and exotic flower for his Botanic Photography. His foster mother, for once, was okay with him going this early (his photography was getting really good and she thought that it could get him somewhere in life - not to mention it was also bringing the floral store much needed recognition), as long he stayed safe. He snorted now thinking of that last one. Safe? Him? She didn't know of his double life - his secret alter ego as Sailor Abramov - not that he had a choice about it - as whether or not he fought in the War for Earth - there would always be another side to him, and he would be reborn again and again as needed.
He blinked to clear his head which was getting as foggy as the woods around him. What was he searching for again? The Periwinkle Canado Flower, which only bloomed in October of each year in this area, when it was foggy like this. It had once been found all over the countryside, however, it seemed to have great medicinal properties, and thus was a greatly endangered plant species. He wanted to photograph it for the local Botanical Magazine. He was analyzing his notes about where he might find the Canado Flower, - it seemed to like mossy glens and thick birch trees that gave plenty of shade. Suddenly, he heard the most gut-wrenching blood-curdling scream. He looked up, startled, and then ran into the direction he had heard it from, to see if he could help.
Dawn was also in the woods that October Morning. She had told D.D. (Laurie Brox, her foster mother) that she needed some fresh air and had gotten permission to go for a bike ride in the Woods, though it was far from where Davie was. She had found a nice hidden clearing, centered around a pond, where she and began to draw and write. She was writing about her Homeworld and all that she remembered about it and drawing it as well. Soon, she would do the same for Abramov, as well. She enjoyed seeing his world, as well as seeing her own and learning about them. It was for this purpose that she had bought the thick notebook and drawing pad. She had done this for many a morning, since they had visited each of their Worlds. When she had to leave each time, she wrapped the notebook, drawing pad, and writing and drawing supplies in a tough waterproof bag and hid them in an alcove, hidden behind some rocks.
She, however, did notice when the fog and mist started gathering, thicker and thicker. She knew and felt something was wrong. She gathered her things and began putting them away as fast as she could. She knew from experience, and the fact that this was October in Destiny City, that she did not want to be here when whatever creepy rolled in with the fog. She had just gotten up to leave, when she heard the horrible blood-curdling scream. Was it apart of the magic or did someone need help? She hesitated - then ran to help whoever they were.
Two minutes later, Davie and Dawn ran into each other in an eerie old graveyard. They had the feeling that something was not right. That they shouldn't be there. "Davie!" "Dawn!" They cried simultaneously! And they continued on like that for a few minutes. "I heard a scream! Was it you? Are you okay? No, it wasn't me! I'm okay! Then who was it?"
After a moment, they remembered to breath. For a moment, they asked each other and discussed why they were both in the woods in the first places, revealing secrets that they only would to each other. After a moment, they paused. Dawn asked Davie - do you hear that? Someone is muttering something - here in the graveyard." Alarmed and creeped out, they began to search the graveyard and found a young woman in shock, pointing at a tombstone - muttering something like, "It says my name..." And some other stuff. She sounded like she had just gotten here from Ireland.
Dawn looked to the name on the tombstone and was put off by it. It read, "Jonama 'Dreama' Jaimeson" with today's date of death. Davie on the other hand was in shock of the ones next to it, and read them off, "Uh Dawn, you should see what these say, 'Ata Boi "Davie" Jaimeson' and 'Kakure "Dawn" Jaimeson', our birthdate, and today's day as the date of death." Dawn sighed and remembered; she'd been in this graveyard before - in the Halloween Season.
"Davie, it's the Halloween Magic trying to scare us and probably takes information from our mind - but that would mean that this lady ... she paused. Davie cocked an eyebrow, "What do you mean, sis?" She pointed at the lady's Tombstone, and he looked at it and read it. He replied, "Wouldn't that be part of the magic too then?" Dawn frowned. "I've certainly never heard the name 'Jonama "Dreama' Jaimeson - have you?" Davie thought about it and then shook his head. "Then does that mean - she's related to us?"
After all this time, someone related to them just suddenly appeared? It couldn't be, could it? Like winning the Lottery, right?" Dawn had inspected the lady when she had first seen her and said, "She could be, I guess, she does look similar to us... wait, why is it so quiet?" They had not looked at the lady in a while - and instead they had been looking at the tombstone and then looking at each other.
Dreama had stopped muttered to herself and come out her shock, when she realized that the two teenagers standing over her, were none other than the long-lost cousins that she had been looking for since she was just 5 years of age, doncha know. How the dickens did that happen, and they were starting to realize that she had come out of her fit, she decided to speak up.
"Are you really Kakure, and Ata Boi Jaimeson?" She asked quietly, almost in a whisper. Dawn and Davie looked at each other warily wondering how she seemed to know those names, even without the tombstones - since they never used them, then nodded.
Dreama broke into an incredibly happy smile, though she seemed to restrain herself somewhat for their sake. "I am Jonama Jaimeson, though I go by Dreama, and I am your long-lost cousin. Your father was my father's brother. I have been dreaming of finding you since I was five and searching for you for about the last five years."