I slowly and painfully managed to get myself into a sitting position. 'What happened? Why was my body so sore? Where was I?' The questions were racing through my mind unanswered giving me a headache. 'Was I dreaming? If so, how was I going to wake myself?' I tried to remember something, anything. But could not. There seemed to be no escape.
'Who was holding me captive? Why? And what did they want from me anyway?' I wondered. But to no avail, there seemed to be no answer. As despair overtook me I realized that that was the intention of my captors. 'To what result?' I wondered. There was nothing they could gain from this; any information they might have wanted was lost until I could remember it. I had never met anyone like that before, there seemed to be no logic in what they were doing. And yet, they must have a reason.
Slowly my memory seemed to be returning. The last thing I remembered was of a battle going on. One I was involved in! We seemed to be winning it. 'So what happened? Could I have been wrong in my decision to fight? Was our commander wrong when he told us the plan?' I started to really doubt the cause we were fighting for as yet more pain hit my body. Only now did I start to realize that getting out of here was impossible even if they hadn't restrained me. Despair once again filled my being as I realized that with my memory back, they had a chance at getting the little information that I had out of me. The bit of comfort that I had just got ripped out from underneath me. As I hit the bottom, thinking I could fall no further into despair, the door opened.
A single shaft of light flooded into the dark cell illuminating it. But the light was blocked out fast as a figure appeared in the doorway. When I looked up again, I could not believe my eyes. There, in the doorway stood the Supreme Commander. It had to be an illusion! And yet, in my heart I knew it was not. I had only ever seen Him from a distance. 'What is He doing here?' I wondered as He started to untie me. Reaching out to me he said: "Take my hand and get up". I did as he asked me to, too stunned to do anything else. I never thought to see Him in person, let alone here, rescuing me.
As we escaped through the corridors, I was amazed at the lack of guards. But anything was possible with the Supreme Commander. Just before we reached the final door leading to freedom He stopped and looked at me. And I asked Him: "Why?" "Because I love you" He replied. Then He looked into my eyes and said the one thing I will never forget "my sister".
All of a sudden we heard the guards approach, He shoved me towards the exit and told me:
"Go, don't stop 'till you get to the camp."
"What about you?" I asked.
"Don't worry about me. Now go, before it is too late."
Fleeing towards our camp it hit me! The enemy was not after me; they could not care less about the information I might have had. They were after the Supreme Commander! Somehow they knew He was going to rescue me. I was the bait for the trap they had set for him.
With the revelation still fresh in my head I set off toward our camp. I stopped looking at my surroundings as doubt started to enter my heart and wondered: 'How were the others going to react when I got back? Where they going to accept my story, on how the Supreme Commander sacrificed Himself to free me? Or would they think that I had just made it up to cover the fact that I escaped the enemy? Would they trust me? Was I not a traitor to them? To myself? How could I have let the Supreme Commander sacrifice Himself?
The adrenaline, which kept me going so far, started to wear off as the pain renewed it's presents in my body yet again. As it got stronger I became worried that I would not make it back to our camp. No matter what they would think of me, it was the only place I had left, the only place I could go.
Stumbling along I looked up and saw our camp in the distance and felt relieve. Then, looking straight ahead I saw two soldiers coming straight towards me. Dressed in full battle armour they were a sight which struck fear into the enemy at the same time as demanding respect. They were known as 'The Guards' among our ranks. By the time they had reached me my world spun so badly that they had to grab me to stop me from collapsing completely. And then the world went dark.
When I woke up I found myself in the infirmary with a nurse watching me. She saw that I was awake, smiled and said.
"Thank…you." I managed to say, wondering what she meant. "What…happens now?"
I asked her.
"Now you need to rest. You're in good hands, don't worry."
"It can wait. We're glade that you are back." With that she got up to leave.
"I'll check on you again soon."
For the next few days dreams of what happened visited me every night. Until one night I dreamt of the Supreme Commander. He spoke to me again.
"My sister, why are you troubled?" He asked.
"General, I….I wish you'd let me take your place back there."
"Yes, You are far more important than I am."
"And that is why I had to die."
"No. That doesn't sound right. Without You, how can we continue?"
"I have already taken care of that. You will know how to continue when the time comes."
"I still wish I could have done more. Was there no way to avoid Your death?"
"No. The enemy was going to destroy My people. There was only one way to save them."
"We could have taken them."
"No, you could not have. However, now you can. They have been defeated. The trap set for Me ultimately destroyed them. Do not be deceived by the propaganda coming from them. For that is all it is."
When I woke up I realized that it was not just a dream, but that He had indeed talked to me. He had given me a message to pass on.