[i][center]Timothy stepped on something metallic, and quickly drew his foot back in surprise. Out of the grass rose a long piece of blue cloth with a swirl pattern on it and a sheathed sword attached to it. The sword gazed at him with a blue eye embedded in the hilt, half closed in a look of anger. It let out a metallic growl, and the cloth pulled the sheath off. The sword twirled in the air a couple times, and froze with the point right between Timothy's eyes.

"I'm sorry..." Timothy whimpered, backing up slowly. But the sword floated forward, keeping the point pressed against Timothy. One by one, additional swords rose from the grass, identical to the first in every manner, including mood. They all approached Timothy with their points forward. Then, the first one sliced at Timothy, who barely avoided it. the other swords came forward and began slicing, and Timothy hurriedly turned around and began to run. He immediately stopped when he realized there were swords behind him too. He was completely surrounded. Swords. Everywhere. Blades shining with a thirst for blood. They all started slicing, leaving cuts all over Timothy's body. An unnatural amount of blood splattered all around him as the blades dyed themselves a deep red. He cried out in pain, only to see a sword the size of a mountain rise from the treetops ahead. The sky turned red as the giant sword unsheathed itself, and then, it pointed itself towards the heavens, a blinding ray of light shooting off the tip of the blade, and it came slashing down on Timothy.[/center][/i]

His mind came back to reality just as the giant sword struck.

He lay there on the floor, a loud and frantic roar echoing throughout the library. It took him several seconds to realize that the roar was coming from his own mouth. He didn't stop until he was out of breath, and lay there, panting heavily, tears streaming from his eye, and his body covered in beads of sweat. Something small and fluffy pushed at his back, trying to get him upright again. It spoke to him in a gentle voice, but he couldn't hear anything it said. His eye quickly became fixated on the Honedge before him, and with all the power in his lungs and then some, he screamed in an unearthly voice.

"GET IT AWAY FROM MEEEEEEEEEE!!"