Vita Edo
Her heart beat in time with the music as it coursed through her body, pounding in her veins. Her body moved around on the dance floor gracefully as the simple blue dress that she had bought for the occasion of her last high school dance twisted and moved around her figure, showing off her curves as she danced happily. Her friends surrounded her, dancing as well, but none could compare to her beauty. No, I am not stating that she was heart stoppingly gorgeous or that she was like Belle in Beauty in the Beast. Her beauty was more natural, yet there was something alluring about her that seemed to attract the strangest of people. Her vibrant blue eyes sparkled in the dim room, the bright rainbow coloured lights reflecting off of them. Her mouth was twisted into a perfect white grin as her long, thigh length blonde hair moved as she moved her body. She grinned happily at one of her friends.
“This is awesome!” She cried. Her friend nodded.
“Too bad it’s the end, uh Amberlin?” Her friend asked. Amberlin sighed and nodded. Suddenly the dancers were at a standstill as the DJ began to speak into the microphone. But Amberlin had already begun shuffling out. She dashed to the front of the line, pushing her way through to the front of the line to get her coat and bag. She manoeuvred around the people, forcing her way through the doors to the outside world. She gasped at the sudden chill that ran down her spine.
“For late may, it sure is cold…” She muttered to herself. Throwing on her hoody, she went onward to walk home. For Amberlin, walking had always been normal. She didn’t live too far from the school so to save her busy parents some time she would often walk home. She pulled her hair back, fluffing it up as her feet moved down the dimly lit street. She felt her mind grow rampant as the only sound that occupied her was the sound of her own high heels clacking against the ground. She sighed, beginning to calm herself down as a presence began to fill the empty space around her.
“It’s all in your head Amberlin… It’s all in your head…” She muttered. She shook her head as the paranoia took over her. She felt the adrenaline pump through her as she dashed down the street, her heart thundering. It wasn’t until she came to the lone street, about fifteen minutes away from her house when she stopped. She sat down, curling into a ball as she moaned, clutching her hair in her fingers. She couldn’t get rid of the paranoia feeling and quite frankly, it was making her sick. She kept getting images of murdered bodies in her head. Then, the smell came. The smell of rotting corpses. She stared upward, tears streaming down her cheeks. What was going on? A sudden chill ran down her spine, causing her heart to stop. The smell of death and sorrow surrounded her causing her heart to pound harder, if that was possible. She felt the world around her freeze as though there was another ice age coming. She stood up slowly as the lights around her burst. She let out a ear piercing scream as she cringed, expecting to be damaged. But the one above her remained in one piece and on. Amberlin stared up at the single light in curiosity. Why was it on? She bit her lip, taking a step forward, but felt her body being pulled backwards. She gasped as she felt the embrace of another holding her tightly against his own papery, smooth skin. She felt a mouth by her neck as a blade was suddenly moved to her throat.
“Good evening, my sweet. Now, what are you doing out on a night like this? Don’t you have a boyfriend to protect you or something?” The voice muttered. Amberlin swallowed hard, recognizing the voice of that of a man’s. She felt her heart beat faster as she recognized no heart beat from the figure. She felt a sharp pain in her shoulder then something warm trickle down her shoulder. She froze in fear.
“My sweet, your blood tastes divine… but I’m in need of something more… satisfying” He murmured, groping her breast. Amberlin reached up and pulled his hand down.
“My boob.” She muttered. She felt a slight movement behind her as if the man were laughing.
“You’ve got a bit of fight in you… that’s good. It’d be to easy if you didn’t” He muttered, pulling his blade across her throat. Amberlin opened her mouth to protest, but was interrupted by the gushing of blood out of her throat and down her chest. She felt him unhand her as her body collided with the ground. She cringed as she felt his hand suddenly grip her tightly, holding her in a bridal position. He smirked, his red eyes examining her blue ones. The man’s lips parted to reveal rows of razor sharp teeth. Amberlin looked up at him, her blood still spilling from her throat. The man leaned forward.
“Calm down, drama queen. You’ll be back up in a few moments. Now. Good night, my dark princess…” He muttered, leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers. Amberlin’s eyes widened as she felt something twist its way down her throat and through her body. Her eyes fluttered shut as she began to lose consciousness from the feeling.
The feeling pulsed through her body even as she awoke on the cold, cement ground. She gasped, reaching up to her neck. The previous wounds had been stitched up as if nothing serious had happened. Amberlin shook her head, standing up.
“I died… didn’t I?” She asked herself. A voice echoed through the room and Amberlin recognized it as the voice from the previous night.
“Yes, you did… well you lost your previous life. I gave you a new one.” He explained. Amberlin turned her head, examining the man now walking towards her. He shook some of the midnight black hair out of his eyes, revealing his majestic ruby red eyes. His mouth was twisted into a demented grin, but despite this, he managed to look glorious still. His pale white teeth glistened in the dimly lit warehouse that the two had randomly appeared in. Amberlin held her head, shaking it as she tried to figure out what was going on.
“Okay, this is a dream” She concluded. The man rolled his eyes.
“Okay. This is a dream. Lets go with that. Then why are you able to control your thoughts and emotions?” He asked. Amberlin shook her head again.
“I’m having a lucid dream.” She stated. The man rolled his eyes, taking her hand.
“Come on. It’s obvious you’re awake. My name is Nightmare, but you can call me master. Now accept your fate and shut up.” He ordered. Amberlin shut her mouth instantly. Nightmare sighed.
“Good. Your rambling was getting irritating. Now, I’m sure you’re still full of questions so I’ll explain what you are to you. You are, what is called by any mortal, a life eater. We don’t really define ourselves with a name so we go by that as well if we were to define ourselves. You feed on memories, nightmares and dreams of people. You can feed on the flesh as well, and its highly recommended. It’s tasty and actually gives you more energy than memories, dreams and nightmares. I wouldn’t recommend nightmares. They kind of taste stale and rotten and tend to linger. They will also linger in your own mind. You will get many abilities, like me, but those will become clear to you over time. No one can ever be certain as to your abilities. So that’s a summary of what you are.” He stated, “Oh. And sex with a human is forbidden and it can and will poison you, the sperm that is. Or the ejaculation… we’re really not sure what it is, but you cannot have sex with the human kind.”
Amberlin nodded slowly.
“So what you’re saying is I’m a monster?” She asked. Nightmare’s smile spread even further.
“Yes. That’s exactly what you are. A monster. Now. I’m sure this is still a lot for you to take in, so why don’t you lay down and Nightmare will take care of you…” He muttered. Amberlin stared at him, confused and slightly nervous.
“W-what?” She asked, “But I just got up”
Nightmare shook his head, placing a hand on his hip.
“Look. I just went through all the trouble to turn you into one of my kind. Now you could show me a bit of respect by laying down” He stated. Amberlin’s face turned bright red.
“Wait- are you trying to-” She started, but was once again interrupted by Nightmare.
“What? Have sex with you? Why? Is that what you want?” He asked, pausing for a moment to laugh at Amberlin’s reaction, “Because then, yes. That is what I’m trying to do.”
Amberlin froze as she stared at Nightmare, her mouth dropped open. She quickly shook her head.
“N-no! No, I can’t!” She cried. Nightmare rolled his eyes.
“Oh great. I got the innocent virgin girl. Come on. I went through all of that to make you like me and that takes a lot of effort.” He stated, gently tugging on a lock of her hair, “ Now. Shut up and sleep with me.”
Amberlin leapt away.
“No! I’m saving myself for my boyfriend!” She wailed. Nightmare clicked his tongue.
“I knew this was a mistake. I could have gone to a whore bar and taken any of those women, but no. I chose you because, I don’t know, I thought you’d take pity on someone like me who’s been living alone for over 1000 years.” He ranted. Amberlin rolled her eyes.
“You know, I’d feel really bad for you if that whole speech wasn’t about wanting to bang me.” She snarled, turning away.
“Wait.” Nightmare ordered. Amberlin felt her body turn and walk back to Nightmare, despite her efforts to leave. Nightmare sighed.
“Don’t worry. I won’t rape you. I’m at least that much considerate, and merciful towards women. But if you leave you will starve. So I wont let you.” He explained calmly. Amberlin stared at him, admiration encircling her eyes as a slightly shocked expression crossed her face from his sudden kindness. The expression quickly disintegrated as Nightmare continued.
“Besides, If you die, It’d be a waste of a perfectly good Life Eater and I’d get in shit for it.” Nightmare stated. Amberlin felt as though an eighty-ton weight dropped onto her head.
“So he is just looking out for himself” She thought. Nightmare smirked, holding out one hand.
“So Amby, will you be my servant for eternity if in turn I teach you the ways of a life eater?” He asked, holding out one hand towards her. Amberlin stared at the hand suspiciously.
“If I accept does that mean I have to sleep with you?” She asked. Nightmare shoved his hand back in the pocket of his black pants. He rolled his eyes.
“Uh yeah. You’re my slave.” He stated. Amberlin turned away again.
“Then there’s no way in hell.” She snarled. Nightmare clicked his tongue.
“Oh, come on. You’ll die and return to what you truly are if you don’t. A corpse. We need each other.” He stated. Amberlin shook her head.
“No. I need food. You want my body. There’s a difference.” She said calmly. Nightmare sighed.
“Fine. A deal then. I’ll give you one year to penetrate my mind. That’s a given ability to life eaters. We all have it. If you can catch me off guard and get my true full name through that in one human year, then I’ll set you free and you can go be an innocent virgin. If you can’t, how ever, you will be mine for all eternity. And you have to satisfy me.” He stated. Amberlin thought for a moment, then nodded.
“Deal.” She stated. Nightmare threw back his head, laughing.
“Wow. You accepted. You realize that this is a devil’s bargain?” He asked. Amberlin smirked.
“Right. Just wait until I get your name, Nightmare.” She stated, walking away. Nightmare smirked, following her silently.
“the reason why I picked that time frame, stupid girl,” he thought, “is because it’s a shorter time frame than I took to gain my ability. And you can’t out do a prince.”
“Amby. Come on, lets go hunting.” He called. Amberlin nodded.
“Okay… but no eating people, please.” She said calmly. Nightmare sighed.
“Fine. I’ll teach you basic mind walking so you can feed on a memory.” He said. Amberlin shook her head.
“No. I don’t want a memory. I want a nightmare.” She stated. Nightmare stared at her, shocked.
“You want a nightmare?” He asked, repeating her statement. Amberlin nodded calmly.
“Yes. It won’t hurt anyone. In fact, it will make their life better. I don’t want to hurt anyone…” She said, her voice trailing off. Nightmare smacked his forehead.
“I knew I should have gone after someone else. Well then, Amby the innocent, lets go before you start to die.” He moaned, moving onward. Amberlin followed behind him cheerfully while Nightmare began to mentally kick himself.
“you always pick the wrong people, don’t you nightmare.” He thought to himself.He gripped Amberlin’s wrist as he moved ahead, faster than the average person. Amberlin watched as she too moved at this pace, the world speeding past her as if it was on fast forward and they were walking normally. She cringed as Nightmare tugged a bit harder.
“Come on. Your pulse is getting fainter. I know you’re hungry” He stated. Amberlin stared at him curiously.
“M-my pulse?” She asked. Nightmare nodded.
“Everyone has a pulse, even if you can’t feel it. You’ll realize it sooner or later.” He explained, stopping suddenly. Amberlin stopped, her head colliding with his back. He stared at the woman walking down the street quietly, her boyfriend next to her.
“Amby, here’s our chance. You can go for the girl, but try to remove all memories of the boyfriend.” He muttered, his lips curling into a small grin. Amberlin stared at him nervously.
“are you going to-” She started, but her question was answered by Nightmare’s teeth suddenly growing larger and sharper. He glanced at Amberlin.
“You go first. I want to make sure she’s unconscious so that you don’t over stuff yourself and get fat. I don’t like fat girls” He snarled, his voice becoming low and demented. She glared at him, her eyes turning a white colour.
“I wont get fat.” She hissed, her hunger getting the best of her. She felt her body changing as her pupils turned into slits. Her outfit had changed from her previous blood stained teenager-type spring dress to a long blood red mermaid gown. Her nails grew long and more animalistic as her teeth became sharp and jagged, though not as monstrous as Nightmare. She then began to act on instincts. She leapt up onto the woman, biting her neck. She tasted a bit of blood, then she tasted something sweet, like candy. Images of love filtered through her mind. She saw how much the woman loved the man and everything they had done together. She felt her heart beat in time with the woman’s own terrible rhythm. She pulled back suddenly, tears striking her eyes. She shook her head quickly as she turned back into her regular self.
“I-I can’t!” She wailed as her heart pounded heavily. She stared at her chest, confused. Nightmare looked over at her, wiping a dribble of blood from his mouth. He smirked.
“Well, I could eat her boyfriend as if it were nothing.” He said calmly, licking his fingers, “and if you don’t, she’ll be an easy target.”
Amberlin cringed as the tears flowed down miserably. She stared at the girl, now unconscious.
“I-I can’t…” She said gently, turning away. Nightmare sighed, staring at the girl.
“Well, if you don’t want to feed anymore, I can’t force you. Come on, lets keep moving…” He muttered. Nightmare gripped her wrist once again, “Lets go, Amby.”
Amberlin stared at the sleeping girl, then to the sky as she sighed silently. She felt a tugging on her wrist, beckoning her forward.
“Come on, Amby. Let’s not keep the world waiting” He stated. Amberlin rolled her eyes. What was with this guy? She grumbled to herself as she followed along. Nightmare sighed, pulling out a pack of cigarettes. He placed one in his mouth, lighting it calmly. He tossed the pack to Amberlin.
“take one. It helps ease the pain.” He muttered. Amberlin cast him a glance, taking one. She placed it in her mouth, not touching it beyond that.
“I don’t smoke.” She stated. Nightmare narrowed his eyes, then rolled them as he titled her chin towards him. He snapped his fingers, a flame appearing on the end of his finger. He touched Amberlin’s cigarette then extinguished the flame. He turned away, taking a drag and blowing the smoke into the air.
“You will when you’re around me and you’ve just eaten. Think of it like a tic-tac for your mentality. Trust me, if you want to feed on dreams, nightmares and memories, you’ll definitely want it.” He stated. Amberlin glared at him, moving the smoking stick around in her lips. Nightmare chuckled as he stepped forward, moving onward. Amberlin followed behind him quietly. Nightmare lifted up an arm, holding Amberlin back for a moment. He stared at the store, relaxing.
“I’ll be right back. Until then, wear this jacket. I don’t want you looking like a murder victim” He stated. Amberlin glared at him, tossing her cigarette to the ground and stamping it out.
“Funny, seeing as how it’s your fault I look like this” She growled. Nightmare smirked, stamping his cigarette out as well. He entered the store silently. Amberlin stood there, leaned up against a mail box, watching the people walk by. Everything seemed so strange now… So… different. She sighed, shaking her head. A black and white cat suddenly dashed past her feet.
“Watch out for nightmare” it hissed. Amberlin leapt up, then relaxed, convincing herself that it was all in her mind. Which then lead to many thoughts about her sanity. She sighed, staring up at the sun. For some unknown reason, it seemed brighter and more full of life than usual. Amberlin closed her eyes. Maybe this life wasn’t so bad. That’s when she heard a blood curdling yowl. She flipped her head to face the source and found herself face to face with a cat. The cat stared up at her with it’s large green and yellow eyes, as three flesh coloured scars ran through it‘s eye. The cat yawned lazily as it curled up on the mailbox.
“Don’t trust him.” It muttered, a man’s voice clawing its way out of the cat. Amberlin leapt away, shocked at the cat.
“A-are you a life eater?” She asked. The cat nodded calmly, stretching.
“Yes. My name is Katze” He stated calmly, leaping down to sit by her feet. Amberlin sighed, looking at the door of the shop.
“So why shouldn’t I trust my creator?” She asked. Katze slunk around her feet calmly, stepping on a cigarette butt. He brushed it off his paw, scraping it on the side walk then looked back up at her.
“Simple. He’s the sneakiest of us all. None of us trust him. It’s almost a law not to” He stated, then turned and began to dash off. Amberlin stared at him, confused for a moment then stared up at Nightmare, suddenly at her side. He held up a bag.
“We’re going home so you can change.” He stated. Amberlin nodded, the cat’s words still lingering in her head. But one question that came up louder than the others was a simple one, expected of our heroine.
“Why was he a cat?” She asked herself, taking the bag as she followed her master, her feet moving quickly against the pavement.
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Nightmare Origin Story :)
Character Profile Sheet
N I G H T M A R E T H A N O S
Character Name
Full Name: Nightmare (William Thanos)
Nick Name(s): Nightmare, The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares.
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown, looks to be late teens/ early twenties
Birthday/year: unknown. Sometime in the medieval ages during the black plague.
Marital Status: single
Spouse: N/A
Hair: black
Eyes: red
Origin: Unknown
Language(s): Almost any, but his main languages are English and Latin
Blood Type: N/A
Height: 6’1
Weight/Body Structure/Physical Faults: about 135, he’s thin and lanky, very beautiful figure. He doesn’t have any physical faults besides his smile which freaks the living shit out of a lot of people
Race/Species: Life Eater
Parents/Elders/Guardians: Satan
Siblings: None
Friends/Allies: Amberlin, Satan.
Enemies: The other Life Eaters
Beliefs/Religion: N/A
Career/Past Careers: Life Eater
Dreams/Life Goals: Sex, complete control over the other life eaters
Hobbies: killing humans, becoming insanely powerful
Likes: Sex. Killing. Torture. People who do as he says.
Loves: Killing.
Dislikes: innocent girls.
Loathes: other life eaters who disrespect their way
Fears: Nothing, but Satan getting angry with him
Strengths: Killing. Maiming. Seducing
Weakness: Hurting the ones he loves.
Good Qualities: occasionally has moments where he’s very friendly. He can also keep a conversation going and he’s very educated.
Bad Habits: lets not get started
Turn Ons: female
Turn Offs: weaklings… wait. Nvm. That just makes it easier for him
Natural Talents: he’s naturally handsome and actually very musical. How ever he’s taught in everything so he can pretty much do anything.
Supernatural Powers & Abilities: Dream walking, enhanced senses, super strength and speed, teleportation, mind control, make nightmares a reality. He’s pretty much Satan’s artificial son, so he owns everyone :D
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Background:
The Eternal Nightmare:
The Beginning of The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares
“William Thanos! Come in here right now!” A voice boomed from the slightly ajar door across the hall. William’s father had been in that room for quite some time with some stranger. William, the four foot, blue eyed, blonde little boy thought it was strange for him to be called in there, seeing as how he was never allowed to see guests. His father considered him to be vermin, therefore not worthy of seeing anyone. William dropped his toys as he stepped towards the dimly lit room, the stone walls holding the bitter cold within them. He stepped into the room, his lungs becoming trapped in his throat as he struggled to breathe. The man that stood there brought chills down his spine and brought fear to his soul. His long black hair was tied back up as his red eyes shone under the dim light. William stood there, frozen in fear as he glanced at his father, The overweight man sitting in the wooden chair to the left of the other man in the, what looked to be, burlap shirt and pants.
“Well, William. Step forward.” He ordered. William hesitated, then walked onward slowly. The man stood up, examining his face. The man leaned against a large cane, with a strange horned skull on the top. He was dressed regally, which was strange for someone who looked like a traveller. William exchanged glances with him, then quickly turned away. The man laughed as he looked back up at William’s father, the swift movement shifting his midnight black robes.
“How old is he?” The man asked calmly.
“He turned five just last month. His mother died of the black plague last month. I am not sure how much longer we are going to last.” William’s father explained. The man nodded, looking at the door for a moment. A large white x was painted across it. He turned back to William, feeling his sides. William cringed when he felt the nails scrape along his scrawny body. A look of irritation crossed the man’s eyes as he looked over at William’s father.
“A little malnourished do you not think?” He asked. His father shrugged.
“Times are rough.” He stated. The man examined his father then, nodded calmly.
“I will take him.” He said finally, gripping William’s wrist as he suddenly transformed. His smile turned into that of a beast’s, with teeth prodding out in many different directions. A pair of twisted horns grew out of his head as his robes became ratted and grungy looking. William attempted to pull away.
“Father! What is going on?” He moaned. The man pulled William back towards him, flames beginning to shoot up as the image of a pentagram appeared on the floor.
“William, were you not aware? Your father is trading you to me for wealth and good health.” He stated. William’s fear intensified when he realized who it was he was being traded for.
“Y-you are Satan…” He stammered. The man cackled as the world around them began to disappear.
“Your payment will come to you soon” He called back to the father. He then turned back to William, pulling out a large scythe.
“William. You are mine now. Consider your self as The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares, or the Devil‘s son, Nightmare.” He snarled. William felt the blade pierce through him, then nothing.
“Nightmare… Nightmare…” A far away voice called. Nightmare opened his eyes slowly, feeling stronger and more powerful already. He stared at his exposed stitches, tracing the line down his stomach. He flipped his head back up, staring up at Satan.
“Yes, father?” He asked calmly. Satan smiled, holding out one hand.
“It’s time for your revenge, my son.” Satan explained calmly. The small, five year old life eater smiled with his jagged teeth almost equal to those of Satan’s, leaping out of bed. A portal suddenly appeared before him. Nightmare entered through, his midnight black hair blowing in the autumn air as he entered the other world. It had been about three years since Nightmare had been here. He was now eight years old and still aging. Nightmare was unsure of how much longer he was going to age, but that wasn’t important right now. He walked down the streets of the town that had now been rid of the plague. He smirked. Time to raise some hell. He lifted up one hand, catching a child that was running by. The child froze, it’s heart pounding. Nightmare’s face twisted into one of sick enjoyment as trembles ran down his head, shaking the child’s head until it exploded. Blood splattered along Nightmare’s face. He sighed, licking his lips.
“Oh, this is fun” He muttered. He stepped onward as the towns people became aware of his presence. They began to follow him silently, attempting to corner him. Nightmare played along for a few minutes, then suddenly stopped, turning around. He grinned happily.
“It’s great to be home again.” He stated. One of the townsmen stepped up.
“This was never your home, demon. Return to hell.” the man ordered. Nightmare threw back his head, laughing. He stared back at the towns folk, his eyes suddenly looking deranged and crazy like some sort of animal. He leapt up, suddenly vanishing, then reappeared on top of a man, ripping his throat out with his teeth. One of the men quickly reached out for him, but Nightmare disappeared and reappeared at his throat, lifting him up into the air without a second thought. He tossed him towards the wall, watching his bones crack through his skin as he fell through the stone wall. Nightmare laughed manically as he marched onward. He paused for a moment, feeling a slight bit of pain. He glanced down at his stomach, smirking. He turned around, spotting the person who had thrown it. Nightmare then proceeded to shove the pitchfork handle down his throat, then rip his stomach open as the man struggled to breath. Nightmare looked back at the towns people.
“Where is my father.” He snarled, getting bored of this. One nervous towns person pointed a finger at the church.
“He joined the church awhile ago, becoming a monk.” The towns person stated. Nightmare grinned happily.
“Oh I love churches…” He hissed, stepping onward. This time there were no objections. Nightmare pushed open the large wooden doors, cackling away as he entered the marble foyer
“Forgive me father, for I have-” He began, but stopped when he noticed all of the priests and monks with Crossbows.
“Tool of Satan. Leave at once.” The man, whom Nightmare assumed to be the leader, ordered. Nightmare took a step forward.
“Try me, Father.” He hissed. Suddenly, the crossbow archers began shooting rampantly as some of the younger ones threw holy items at him. Nightmare fell backwards, his eyes closing. Just when they thought it was over, Nightmare stood up again, clinging to the large, white stone pillar. He laughed as about half of the priests dropped down dead. He looked at the leader.
“Now where’s my father?” He hissed. The leader opened his mouth to speak, then shook his head.
“Your father left just a little while ago on a mission. He’s on his way right now.” The man stated, trembling. Nightmare grinned, his shark teeth shooting out.
“Then you are of no use to me.” He snarled, lunging out.
Nightmare exited the small church, his feet leaving blood foot prints on the ground. He wiped his mouth diligently, then looked to the villagers. He held up one hand.
“I’m full, don’t worry. But you won’t be living anymore.” He stated, the town suddenly becoming engulfed in flames. He started back out into the woods, running with his demon strength. He suddenly stopped, spotting an obese man in a monks robe. He grinned, leaping on top of him, snarling. He turned him over, staring into the fat man’s fearful eyes. The eyes of his father.
“Bastard. You thought you could escape?” He snarled, clawing his face. His cheek was partially torn off. He moaned, still alive as blood spilt down past his ears and onto the dirt floor. Nightmare cackled.
“Bastard. Bastard!” He screamed, clawing away at his face angrily. Tears of blood began to stream down his face as he laughed, feeling relief. He suddenly stopped as he smashed the skinned skull. He froze, staring at the headless body. He stared at it shocked, then smiled again. He threw his head back and let out a horrendous laugh. He stood up, then looked to the ground.
“Father, new father. What should I do now?” He asked. He suddenly felt a magnetic pull, drawing him elsewhere. He laughed as he followed it, leaving the bloodied corpse of his father behind.
“Excuse me ma’am, are you lost?” He asked calmly, his voice sounding soothing and relaxed
The crying lady glanced up at Nightmare, surprised to see such a dashing young man holding out a rose towards her. She nodded, standing up.
“I was here on a vacation with my father when I looked the wrong way. Now I’m trapped in England and I don’t know where to go! Are you a local?” She asked. Nightmare nodded calmly.
“I am now. I was drawn to the beautiful shores of England at a young age and I’ve lived here ever since. It’s lovely once you dry your eyes and take a good look around, really.” He said calmly. The lady nodded.
“I-I’m sure it is… But I should find my father…” She muttered. Nightmare smirked, taking her hand.
“Well, Miss. How about we take a tour while we look for your father? Hmm?” He asked. The lady nodded gently, walking towards him. He smiled. He had her, now he just had to lure her further to plant his kiss of death upon her neck. He lead her out towards the pier, standing on the end.
“Isn’t it glorious miss? The way the moon dances along the waves?” He asked. The lady nodded calmly, manoeuvring around so that her heel would not get caught in a knot. He laughed calmly, lifting her up.
“But you know, the moon is not nearly as beautiful as you.” He muttered, leaning forward. The woman giggled as he kissed her neck gently. He licked his lips. The taste of her flesh was so wondrous. He stepped into the shadows a bit more, kissing her once again and placing her on the ground.
“Miss…” He muttered. The young lady nodded.
“Yes?” She asked. Nightmare smirked.
“You really shouldn’t trust strangers.” He stated, concluding his number by gripping her heart and tearing it out of her body. The young lady tried to scream, but she couldn’t do anything. He had her. He could feel the warmth of her blood dribbling down his chin as he reached across her chest, gripping her breast to get a better grip. His long, sharp, dagger-like nails dug into the breast, more blood spilling from the open wound. He paused, sensing someone near him. He turned, the woman’s body still in his jaws as her blood spilt onto the ground. A young blonde woman, looking to be about eighteen stood there, a handkerchief over her mouth, showing her shock. Her blue eyes were wide with fear and horror as she watched the woman’s lifeless body fall from his mouth. He wiped his chin, stepping towards her. The girl turned around, fleeing from the scene. Her long blue dress flowed in the evening breeze. Nightmare sighed, about to run after her, but was mesmerized by her beauty as she ran. He held his breath as his heart began to pound against his chest. Something which had not happened for many years. He glanced down at his chest. What was happening to him? He turned around and ran the other way, fleeing the scene of the crime. He tried to stop thinking about her, but the image of her perfect figure lingered in his mind. How he longed to hold her… He shook his head, looking at the ground.
“Father… what is happening to me?” He asked.
Nightmare made his way through the villagers the next morning, following the young girl at the market. He kept a low profile until an elderly woman tugged on his shirt.
“Excuse me, dear. Will you be a saint and help me carry this pig home?” She asked, her voice frail and shaky. Nightmare subconsciously nodded.
“Oh, uh yeah.” He said calmly, looking over at the girl. He cursed in his head when he saw her staring back at him. Suddenly, there was a huge, dead, fat pig in his arms. He grunted at first, shocked by the large dead animal, then trusted it over his shoulder and began following the woman to her home. He could sense the girl’s presence the entire way.
“The hunter is becoming the hunted…” He thought to himself, and this thought thrilled him. He stopped at the old woman’s house, dropping the pig where she told him to.
“Thank you dear.” She said gently, then walked inside. Nightmare nodded, then turned back around. He froze when he stared into the pure innocent blue eyes of the girl. She glared at him.
“What the heck?” She asked. Nightmare blinked, shocked.
“Excuse me?” He asked. The girl shook her head.
“I was expecting you to rip her to shreds, like you did to the other girl last night. Is this a tactic to stalk them or something?” She snarled. Nightmare shook his head.
“No. She’s going to die soon anyways. That pig’s way to damn fat for her.” He stated. The girl shook her head.
“What are you?” She asked. Nightmare shrugged, walking past her.
“I’m human. Like you” He said calmly. The girl grabbed his arm. His stomach began to flutter as she felt the warmth of her skin course throughout him. He turned back around, looking down at the girl. Her other hand was placed firmly on her hip.
“Like hell you are. You’re not human. If you were, then you wouldn’t have mauled that woman.” She stated. Nightmare sighed.
“Fine then. I’m an artificial son of the devil, and a Life Eater. My full title is The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares. But you can just call me Nightmare. I’m also all of the nightmares of the world manifested into flesh, so I can create your worst nightmare and make it a reality.” He explained. The girl stood there for a moment, her face blank.
“Are you serious? That’s your explanation? I’ve never even heard of a Life Eater before… Well, I‘m Amberlynn, but you can call me Amby” Amby explained, “Are you going to eat me?”
Nightmare smirked, suddenly feeling at ease as he ruffled her hair.
“No, you’d taste to fruity.” He stated. Amby glared at him.
“So wait, you’re saying I wouldn’t taste any good?” She asked. Nightmare nodded.
“Yep. That’s exactly what I’m saying.” He said calmly. Amby shook her head.
“I’ll have you know that I taste very good!” She stated. Nightmare laughed.
“Uh-huh? Well. How are you going to prove tha-” He started, but was interrupted by Amby leaping on him, kissing his lips passionately. She paused for a moment.
“If you bite down, I’ll kill you” She whispered into his mouth. Nightmare shook his head.
“I won’t…” He muttered. Amby smiled, then kissed him again. The two soon became lost in the kiss. Amby pulled away suddenly, realizing what she was doing.
“Oh. Oh crap! I look like such a whore now! I just met you today!” She said, touching her lips. Nightmare stared at her, panting gently, eyes wide in shock. She sighed.
“I’m sorry. You don’t have to ever see me again…” She said softly, turning away. Nightmare felt strange. She was treating him like he was human and she had believed what he had said… His emotions took over as he gripped her hand. Amby turned around, staring him in the eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but Nightmare quickly intercepted.
“I want to see you. Every day.” He said gently. Amby smiled.
“I want to see you too.” She said gently, then pulled away. Soon she was gone. Nightmare sighed, leaning against the fence calmly. Soon a black cat was next to him.
“You know, if you associate yourself with a human the other Life Eaters will become angered.” The cat stated calmly. Nightmare nodded.
“I know. But you won’t be angered with me, right Katze?” Nightmare asked. The cat nodded calmly, turning into his Life Eater form. His medium length, messy dark hair and his green and yellow eyes were circled with black. He wore a simple white dress shirt with a black vest over top with black dress pants. He sighed.
“Just… keep her a secret and if someone finds out, pray to god Satan doesn’t find out.” He said. Nightmare nodded.
“I know. Satan would be pissed if he found out I fell in love with a human. He doesn’t like any of his Life Eaters to have weak points.” Nightmare stated. Katze sighed, pushing a lock of hair back.
“Good luck. You’ll need it.” Katze said calmly, walking away. Nightmare nodded once again, turning back around. He then began his walk back home.
About a month in human time had gone by. Nightmare sat on the pier with Amby calmly, staring out onto the ocean. Amby sighed, kissing his cheek gently.
“So why aren’t we allowed to go in heavy public areas again?” She asked. Nightmare laughed, pushing her hair back and kissing her forehead.
“Because if another Life eater were to see you, You’d be slaughtered instantly.” He explained. Amby nodded, laughing slightly.
“Oh, I see. Okay, then, that makes sense.” She said calmly. Nightmare held her close. This was the first time in… well since he was turned that he felt human. He smiled down upon the young girl, pulling two tickets out of his pocket.
“Tonight, we’re going to the opera.” He stated. Amby laughed.
“Seriously? Wow… How’d you afford that?” She asked. Nightmare shook his head.
“If I want money, I get it. It’s one of the bonuses of being a Life Eater.” He said calmly, standing up. He held out one hand, helping Amby up. He handed her one ticked.
“Now, I have to go, but I will see you at seven o’clock sharp.” He said, kissing her forehead. Amby nodded happily. Nightmare pulled away calmly, beginning to walk off.
“Nightmare?” Amby called after him. Nightmare turned around.
“Yes?” He asked. Amby nodded.
“I love you. I want to be with you for eternity.” She stated. Nightmare smiled, walking back towards her.
“After the show, I promise. I’ll turn you into one like me… Then we can always be together.” He whispered in her ear. Amby nodded happily.
“Okay. But I mean it. I love you. I’m not saying this so that you’ll turn me.” She stated. Nightmare nodded, kissing her on the lips ever so gently.
“I know.” He said calmly, then turned away.
“Where is she?” Nightmare growled, tapping his foot impatiently. It had been about an hour and the Opera had already started. Nightmare sighed, looking at the night sky. It wasn’t like Amby to be late. Katze suddenly dashed up to him, panting heavily.
“They… The others… They’ve got Amberlynn!” He cried. Nightmare stared down at the small black cat, his face expressing sheer horror. His face then turned to pure anger and hatred.
“Where. Show me now!” He roared. Katze took off as Nightmare followed him, his mind running rampant with all of the things they could have been doing to her. He burst through the old church, the ruins bringing back memories of when he was first turned and went back to get his revenge. Now, he was once again filled with vengeance. He stood in the middle of the room, then looked up at the ceiling, his arms outstretched.
“Where is she, you bastards?” He snarled. Suddenly the candles were lit as the faces of the ten other Life Eaters gazed down at him. They then stared forward. Amberlynn was chained up to a board, blood running down it. Nightmare lunged at the board, tearing at the chains frantically. Amberlynn was muttering to herself frantically, her entire body shaking. Nightmare turned to the others.
“What the hell did you do to her?” He snarled. One of the Life Eaters spoke up.
“What a Life Eater is supposed to do. Feed on memories, dreams and nightmares of humans. Or if one should feel the need, the entire body. Nightmare, we’ve dealt with the rest of her and you’ve fallen astray. Finish her. She is nothing more than a mess now.” The Life Eater barked. Nightmare glared at them, holding Amberlynn close to him. He lifted her into one of his arms, then leapt out at the Life Eaters, slaughtering all of them. Katze suddenly entered, shocked by all of the blood.
“Nightmare! What the hell did you do?” He snarled, turning into his human form. Nightmare didn’t hear him. He was too busy sobbing over Amberlynn who laid on the ground, muttering to herself silently. He kissed her gently.
“Amby… Amby… It’ll be okay.” He promised, but his face turned to that of shock when a pole was plunged through her chest. She stared at it for a moment, then fell back, dead. Nightmare stared up at Katze, who was now leaning over the pole. He shook his head.
“Nightmare. Would you rather her have died after years and years of pain or how she did now?” Katze snarled. Nightmare struck his face, his claws cutting three marks into his face. Katze cursed, holding his face. There was a sudden trembling as Nightmare felt his body fall towards the ground. A voice rang through his head.
“Nightmare. My son. Why did you betray me? Now I have to erase your memories to ensure that you remain a true Life Eater.” Satan snarled. Nightmare sighed, feeling strangely relieved as the scene of Amberlynn’s death was released from his mind. Tears streamed down his face as the images of Amberlynn escaped his mind until there was nothing but all the countless bodies he had killed. His mind had been wiped. When Nightmare opened his eyes again, he was on a dock. He sat up slowly, searching the area around him, confused. A young man stepped up to him, glancing at him equally confused, but a bit more curious.
“Sir? Are you going on the ship to New Britain?” He asked. Nightmare paused, then nodded.
“Yes, I am.” He stated calmly.
N I G H T M A R E T H A N O S
Character Name
Full Name: Nightmare (William Thanos)
Nick Name(s): Nightmare, The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares.
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown, looks to be late teens/ early twenties
Birthday/year: unknown. Sometime in the medieval ages during the black plague.
Marital Status: single
Spouse: N/A
Hair: black
Eyes: red
Origin: Unknown
Language(s): Almost any, but his main languages are English and Latin
Blood Type: N/A
Height: 6’1
Weight/Body Structure/Physical Faults: about 135, he’s thin and lanky, very beautiful figure. He doesn’t have any physical faults besides his smile which freaks the living shit out of a lot of people
Race/Species: Life Eater
Parents/Elders/Guardians: Satan
Siblings: None
Friends/Allies: Amberlin, Satan.
Enemies: The other Life Eaters
Beliefs/Religion: N/A
Career/Past Careers: Life Eater
Dreams/Life Goals: Sex, complete control over the other life eaters
Hobbies: killing humans, becoming insanely powerful
Likes: Sex. Killing. Torture. People who do as he says.
Loves: Killing.
Dislikes: innocent girls.
Loathes: other life eaters who disrespect their way
Fears: Nothing, but Satan getting angry with him
Strengths: Killing. Maiming. Seducing
Weakness: Hurting the ones he loves.
Good Qualities: occasionally has moments where he’s very friendly. He can also keep a conversation going and he’s very educated.
Bad Habits: lets not get started
Turn Ons: female
Turn Offs: weaklings… wait. Nvm. That just makes it easier for him
Natural Talents: he’s naturally handsome and actually very musical. How ever he’s taught in everything so he can pretty much do anything.
Supernatural Powers & Abilities: Dream walking, enhanced senses, super strength and speed, teleportation, mind control, make nightmares a reality. He’s pretty much Satan’s artificial son, so he owns everyone :D
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Background:
The Eternal Nightmare:
The Beginning of The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares
“William Thanos! Come in here right now!” A voice boomed from the slightly ajar door across the hall. William’s father had been in that room for quite some time with some stranger. William, the four foot, blue eyed, blonde little boy thought it was strange for him to be called in there, seeing as how he was never allowed to see guests. His father considered him to be vermin, therefore not worthy of seeing anyone. William dropped his toys as he stepped towards the dimly lit room, the stone walls holding the bitter cold within them. He stepped into the room, his lungs becoming trapped in his throat as he struggled to breathe. The man that stood there brought chills down his spine and brought fear to his soul. His long black hair was tied back up as his red eyes shone under the dim light. William stood there, frozen in fear as he glanced at his father, The overweight man sitting in the wooden chair to the left of the other man in the, what looked to be, burlap shirt and pants.
“Well, William. Step forward.” He ordered. William hesitated, then walked onward slowly. The man stood up, examining his face. The man leaned against a large cane, with a strange horned skull on the top. He was dressed regally, which was strange for someone who looked like a traveller. William exchanged glances with him, then quickly turned away. The man laughed as he looked back up at William’s father, the swift movement shifting his midnight black robes.
“How old is he?” The man asked calmly.
“He turned five just last month. His mother died of the black plague last month. I am not sure how much longer we are going to last.” William’s father explained. The man nodded, looking at the door for a moment. A large white x was painted across it. He turned back to William, feeling his sides. William cringed when he felt the nails scrape along his scrawny body. A look of irritation crossed the man’s eyes as he looked over at William’s father.
“A little malnourished do you not think?” He asked. His father shrugged.
“Times are rough.” He stated. The man examined his father then, nodded calmly.
“I will take him.” He said finally, gripping William’s wrist as he suddenly transformed. His smile turned into that of a beast’s, with teeth prodding out in many different directions. A pair of twisted horns grew out of his head as his robes became ratted and grungy looking. William attempted to pull away.
“Father! What is going on?” He moaned. The man pulled William back towards him, flames beginning to shoot up as the image of a pentagram appeared on the floor.
“William, were you not aware? Your father is trading you to me for wealth and good health.” He stated. William’s fear intensified when he realized who it was he was being traded for.
“Y-you are Satan…” He stammered. The man cackled as the world around them began to disappear.
“Your payment will come to you soon” He called back to the father. He then turned back to William, pulling out a large scythe.
“William. You are mine now. Consider your self as The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares, or the Devil‘s son, Nightmare.” He snarled. William felt the blade pierce through him, then nothing.
“Nightmare… Nightmare…” A far away voice called. Nightmare opened his eyes slowly, feeling stronger and more powerful already. He stared at his exposed stitches, tracing the line down his stomach. He flipped his head back up, staring up at Satan.
“Yes, father?” He asked calmly. Satan smiled, holding out one hand.
“It’s time for your revenge, my son.” Satan explained calmly. The small, five year old life eater smiled with his jagged teeth almost equal to those of Satan’s, leaping out of bed. A portal suddenly appeared before him. Nightmare entered through, his midnight black hair blowing in the autumn air as he entered the other world. It had been about three years since Nightmare had been here. He was now eight years old and still aging. Nightmare was unsure of how much longer he was going to age, but that wasn’t important right now. He walked down the streets of the town that had now been rid of the plague. He smirked. Time to raise some hell. He lifted up one hand, catching a child that was running by. The child froze, it’s heart pounding. Nightmare’s face twisted into one of sick enjoyment as trembles ran down his head, shaking the child’s head until it exploded. Blood splattered along Nightmare’s face. He sighed, licking his lips.
“Oh, this is fun” He muttered. He stepped onward as the towns people became aware of his presence. They began to follow him silently, attempting to corner him. Nightmare played along for a few minutes, then suddenly stopped, turning around. He grinned happily.
“It’s great to be home again.” He stated. One of the townsmen stepped up.
“This was never your home, demon. Return to hell.” the man ordered. Nightmare threw back his head, laughing. He stared back at the towns folk, his eyes suddenly looking deranged and crazy like some sort of animal. He leapt up, suddenly vanishing, then reappeared on top of a man, ripping his throat out with his teeth. One of the men quickly reached out for him, but Nightmare disappeared and reappeared at his throat, lifting him up into the air without a second thought. He tossed him towards the wall, watching his bones crack through his skin as he fell through the stone wall. Nightmare laughed manically as he marched onward. He paused for a moment, feeling a slight bit of pain. He glanced down at his stomach, smirking. He turned around, spotting the person who had thrown it. Nightmare then proceeded to shove the pitchfork handle down his throat, then rip his stomach open as the man struggled to breath. Nightmare looked back at the towns people.
“Where is my father.” He snarled, getting bored of this. One nervous towns person pointed a finger at the church.
“He joined the church awhile ago, becoming a monk.” The towns person stated. Nightmare grinned happily.
“Oh I love churches…” He hissed, stepping onward. This time there were no objections. Nightmare pushed open the large wooden doors, cackling away as he entered the marble foyer
“Forgive me father, for I have-” He began, but stopped when he noticed all of the priests and monks with Crossbows.
“Tool of Satan. Leave at once.” The man, whom Nightmare assumed to be the leader, ordered. Nightmare took a step forward.
“Try me, Father.” He hissed. Suddenly, the crossbow archers began shooting rampantly as some of the younger ones threw holy items at him. Nightmare fell backwards, his eyes closing. Just when they thought it was over, Nightmare stood up again, clinging to the large, white stone pillar. He laughed as about half of the priests dropped down dead. He looked at the leader.
“Now where’s my father?” He hissed. The leader opened his mouth to speak, then shook his head.
“Your father left just a little while ago on a mission. He’s on his way right now.” The man stated, trembling. Nightmare grinned, his shark teeth shooting out.
“Then you are of no use to me.” He snarled, lunging out.
Nightmare exited the small church, his feet leaving blood foot prints on the ground. He wiped his mouth diligently, then looked to the villagers. He held up one hand.
“I’m full, don’t worry. But you won’t be living anymore.” He stated, the town suddenly becoming engulfed in flames. He started back out into the woods, running with his demon strength. He suddenly stopped, spotting an obese man in a monks robe. He grinned, leaping on top of him, snarling. He turned him over, staring into the fat man’s fearful eyes. The eyes of his father.
“Bastard. You thought you could escape?” He snarled, clawing his face. His cheek was partially torn off. He moaned, still alive as blood spilt down past his ears and onto the dirt floor. Nightmare cackled.
“Bastard. Bastard!” He screamed, clawing away at his face angrily. Tears of blood began to stream down his face as he laughed, feeling relief. He suddenly stopped as he smashed the skinned skull. He froze, staring at the headless body. He stared at it shocked, then smiled again. He threw his head back and let out a horrendous laugh. He stood up, then looked to the ground.
“Father, new father. What should I do now?” He asked. He suddenly felt a magnetic pull, drawing him elsewhere. He laughed as he followed it, leaving the bloodied corpse of his father behind.
“Excuse me ma’am, are you lost?” He asked calmly, his voice sounding soothing and relaxed
The crying lady glanced up at Nightmare, surprised to see such a dashing young man holding out a rose towards her. She nodded, standing up.
“I was here on a vacation with my father when I looked the wrong way. Now I’m trapped in England and I don’t know where to go! Are you a local?” She asked. Nightmare nodded calmly.
“I am now. I was drawn to the beautiful shores of England at a young age and I’ve lived here ever since. It’s lovely once you dry your eyes and take a good look around, really.” He said calmly. The lady nodded.
“I-I’m sure it is… But I should find my father…” She muttered. Nightmare smirked, taking her hand.
“Well, Miss. How about we take a tour while we look for your father? Hmm?” He asked. The lady nodded gently, walking towards him. He smiled. He had her, now he just had to lure her further to plant his kiss of death upon her neck. He lead her out towards the pier, standing on the end.
“Isn’t it glorious miss? The way the moon dances along the waves?” He asked. The lady nodded calmly, manoeuvring around so that her heel would not get caught in a knot. He laughed calmly, lifting her up.
“But you know, the moon is not nearly as beautiful as you.” He muttered, leaning forward. The woman giggled as he kissed her neck gently. He licked his lips. The taste of her flesh was so wondrous. He stepped into the shadows a bit more, kissing her once again and placing her on the ground.
“Miss…” He muttered. The young lady nodded.
“Yes?” She asked. Nightmare smirked.
“You really shouldn’t trust strangers.” He stated, concluding his number by gripping her heart and tearing it out of her body. The young lady tried to scream, but she couldn’t do anything. He had her. He could feel the warmth of her blood dribbling down his chin as he reached across her chest, gripping her breast to get a better grip. His long, sharp, dagger-like nails dug into the breast, more blood spilling from the open wound. He paused, sensing someone near him. He turned, the woman’s body still in his jaws as her blood spilt onto the ground. A young blonde woman, looking to be about eighteen stood there, a handkerchief over her mouth, showing her shock. Her blue eyes were wide with fear and horror as she watched the woman’s lifeless body fall from his mouth. He wiped his chin, stepping towards her. The girl turned around, fleeing from the scene. Her long blue dress flowed in the evening breeze. Nightmare sighed, about to run after her, but was mesmerized by her beauty as she ran. He held his breath as his heart began to pound against his chest. Something which had not happened for many years. He glanced down at his chest. What was happening to him? He turned around and ran the other way, fleeing the scene of the crime. He tried to stop thinking about her, but the image of her perfect figure lingered in his mind. How he longed to hold her… He shook his head, looking at the ground.
“Father… what is happening to me?” He asked.
Nightmare made his way through the villagers the next morning, following the young girl at the market. He kept a low profile until an elderly woman tugged on his shirt.
“Excuse me, dear. Will you be a saint and help me carry this pig home?” She asked, her voice frail and shaky. Nightmare subconsciously nodded.
“Oh, uh yeah.” He said calmly, looking over at the girl. He cursed in his head when he saw her staring back at him. Suddenly, there was a huge, dead, fat pig in his arms. He grunted at first, shocked by the large dead animal, then trusted it over his shoulder and began following the woman to her home. He could sense the girl’s presence the entire way.
“The hunter is becoming the hunted…” He thought to himself, and this thought thrilled him. He stopped at the old woman’s house, dropping the pig where she told him to.
“Thank you dear.” She said gently, then walked inside. Nightmare nodded, then turned back around. He froze when he stared into the pure innocent blue eyes of the girl. She glared at him.
“What the heck?” She asked. Nightmare blinked, shocked.
“Excuse me?” He asked. The girl shook her head.
“I was expecting you to rip her to shreds, like you did to the other girl last night. Is this a tactic to stalk them or something?” She snarled. Nightmare shook his head.
“No. She’s going to die soon anyways. That pig’s way to damn fat for her.” He stated. The girl shook her head.
“What are you?” She asked. Nightmare shrugged, walking past her.
“I’m human. Like you” He said calmly. The girl grabbed his arm. His stomach began to flutter as she felt the warmth of her skin course throughout him. He turned back around, looking down at the girl. Her other hand was placed firmly on her hip.
“Like hell you are. You’re not human. If you were, then you wouldn’t have mauled that woman.” She stated. Nightmare sighed.
“Fine then. I’m an artificial son of the devil, and a Life Eater. My full title is The Darkened Blood Stained Monster Jester Prince of Vita Edo and Nightmares. But you can just call me Nightmare. I’m also all of the nightmares of the world manifested into flesh, so I can create your worst nightmare and make it a reality.” He explained. The girl stood there for a moment, her face blank.
“Are you serious? That’s your explanation? I’ve never even heard of a Life Eater before… Well, I‘m Amberlynn, but you can call me Amby” Amby explained, “Are you going to eat me?”
Nightmare smirked, suddenly feeling at ease as he ruffled her hair.
“No, you’d taste to fruity.” He stated. Amby glared at him.
“So wait, you’re saying I wouldn’t taste any good?” She asked. Nightmare nodded.
“Yep. That’s exactly what I’m saying.” He said calmly. Amby shook her head.
“I’ll have you know that I taste very good!” She stated. Nightmare laughed.
“Uh-huh? Well. How are you going to prove tha-” He started, but was interrupted by Amby leaping on him, kissing his lips passionately. She paused for a moment.
“If you bite down, I’ll kill you” She whispered into his mouth. Nightmare shook his head.
“I won’t…” He muttered. Amby smiled, then kissed him again. The two soon became lost in the kiss. Amby pulled away suddenly, realizing what she was doing.
“Oh. Oh crap! I look like such a whore now! I just met you today!” She said, touching her lips. Nightmare stared at her, panting gently, eyes wide in shock. She sighed.
“I’m sorry. You don’t have to ever see me again…” She said softly, turning away. Nightmare felt strange. She was treating him like he was human and she had believed what he had said… His emotions took over as he gripped her hand. Amby turned around, staring him in the eyes. She opened her mouth to speak, but Nightmare quickly intercepted.
“I want to see you. Every day.” He said gently. Amby smiled.
“I want to see you too.” She said gently, then pulled away. Soon she was gone. Nightmare sighed, leaning against the fence calmly. Soon a black cat was next to him.
“You know, if you associate yourself with a human the other Life Eaters will become angered.” The cat stated calmly. Nightmare nodded.
“I know. But you won’t be angered with me, right Katze?” Nightmare asked. The cat nodded calmly, turning into his Life Eater form. His medium length, messy dark hair and his green and yellow eyes were circled with black. He wore a simple white dress shirt with a black vest over top with black dress pants. He sighed.
“Just… keep her a secret and if someone finds out, pray to god Satan doesn’t find out.” He said. Nightmare nodded.
“I know. Satan would be pissed if he found out I fell in love with a human. He doesn’t like any of his Life Eaters to have weak points.” Nightmare stated. Katze sighed, pushing a lock of hair back.
“Good luck. You’ll need it.” Katze said calmly, walking away. Nightmare nodded once again, turning back around. He then began his walk back home.
About a month in human time had gone by. Nightmare sat on the pier with Amby calmly, staring out onto the ocean. Amby sighed, kissing his cheek gently.
“So why aren’t we allowed to go in heavy public areas again?” She asked. Nightmare laughed, pushing her hair back and kissing her forehead.
“Because if another Life eater were to see you, You’d be slaughtered instantly.” He explained. Amby nodded, laughing slightly.
“Oh, I see. Okay, then, that makes sense.” She said calmly. Nightmare held her close. This was the first time in… well since he was turned that he felt human. He smiled down upon the young girl, pulling two tickets out of his pocket.
“Tonight, we’re going to the opera.” He stated. Amby laughed.
“Seriously? Wow… How’d you afford that?” She asked. Nightmare shook his head.
“If I want money, I get it. It’s one of the bonuses of being a Life Eater.” He said calmly, standing up. He held out one hand, helping Amby up. He handed her one ticked.
“Now, I have to go, but I will see you at seven o’clock sharp.” He said, kissing her forehead. Amby nodded happily. Nightmare pulled away calmly, beginning to walk off.
“Nightmare?” Amby called after him. Nightmare turned around.
“Yes?” He asked. Amby nodded.
“I love you. I want to be with you for eternity.” She stated. Nightmare smiled, walking back towards her.
“After the show, I promise. I’ll turn you into one like me… Then we can always be together.” He whispered in her ear. Amby nodded happily.
“Okay. But I mean it. I love you. I’m not saying this so that you’ll turn me.” She stated. Nightmare nodded, kissing her on the lips ever so gently.
“I know.” He said calmly, then turned away.
“Where is she?” Nightmare growled, tapping his foot impatiently. It had been about an hour and the Opera had already started. Nightmare sighed, looking at the night sky. It wasn’t like Amby to be late. Katze suddenly dashed up to him, panting heavily.
“They… The others… They’ve got Amberlynn!” He cried. Nightmare stared down at the small black cat, his face expressing sheer horror. His face then turned to pure anger and hatred.
“Where. Show me now!” He roared. Katze took off as Nightmare followed him, his mind running rampant with all of the things they could have been doing to her. He burst through the old church, the ruins bringing back memories of when he was first turned and went back to get his revenge. Now, he was once again filled with vengeance. He stood in the middle of the room, then looked up at the ceiling, his arms outstretched.
“Where is she, you bastards?” He snarled. Suddenly the candles were lit as the faces of the ten other Life Eaters gazed down at him. They then stared forward. Amberlynn was chained up to a board, blood running down it. Nightmare lunged at the board, tearing at the chains frantically. Amberlynn was muttering to herself frantically, her entire body shaking. Nightmare turned to the others.
“What the hell did you do to her?” He snarled. One of the Life Eaters spoke up.
“What a Life Eater is supposed to do. Feed on memories, dreams and nightmares of humans. Or if one should feel the need, the entire body. Nightmare, we’ve dealt with the rest of her and you’ve fallen astray. Finish her. She is nothing more than a mess now.” The Life Eater barked. Nightmare glared at them, holding Amberlynn close to him. He lifted her into one of his arms, then leapt out at the Life Eaters, slaughtering all of them. Katze suddenly entered, shocked by all of the blood.
“Nightmare! What the hell did you do?” He snarled, turning into his human form. Nightmare didn’t hear him. He was too busy sobbing over Amberlynn who laid on the ground, muttering to herself silently. He kissed her gently.
“Amby… Amby… It’ll be okay.” He promised, but his face turned to that of shock when a pole was plunged through her chest. She stared at it for a moment, then fell back, dead. Nightmare stared up at Katze, who was now leaning over the pole. He shook his head.
“Nightmare. Would you rather her have died after years and years of pain or how she did now?” Katze snarled. Nightmare struck his face, his claws cutting three marks into his face. Katze cursed, holding his face. There was a sudden trembling as Nightmare felt his body fall towards the ground. A voice rang through his head.
“Nightmare. My son. Why did you betray me? Now I have to erase your memories to ensure that you remain a true Life Eater.” Satan snarled. Nightmare sighed, feeling strangely relieved as the scene of Amberlynn’s death was released from his mind. Tears streamed down his face as the images of Amberlynn escaped his mind until there was nothing but all the countless bodies he had killed. His mind had been wiped. When Nightmare opened his eyes again, he was on a dock. He sat up slowly, searching the area around him, confused. A young man stepped up to him, glancing at him equally confused, but a bit more curious.
“Sir? Are you going on the ship to New Britain?” He asked. Nightmare paused, then nodded.
“Yes, I am.” He stated calmly.
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