Call me Nightmare (abandoned)

Call me Nightmare

It was a dark room. The only light coming from the moon. There was a little window right at the back of the room. A man lay there staring at the light as blood spilled from his body. A shadow rested next to him. Waiting for life to slip from his eyes. The man moved his head slightly to look at the shadow, trying to find some glimpse of emotion in his eyes yet, he was met with numbness. The man with his last efforts asked: ", what's your name?" The shadow seemed surprised by the sudden question answered," Call me Nightmare" The man smiled as the light faded from his eyes, his body falling limp. The shadow stepped forward his blood-red clothing shining against the moonlight. He removed the knife from the body and set it back in its corresponding place as a smile spread through his face. He then placed his finger on his ear and spoke ", the target has been killed" Somewhere a man with black glasses and an orange tie responded ", good job Nightmare" The Shadow now identified as Nightmare smiled.

It's been 4 years since that night. Somehow Nightmare still thinks about it from time to time. It feels like so long ago. The days when getting a job were harder. Now he was one of if not the most known assassins. His name was now well-known among the most powerful people. All of them asked him if would join them only to be met with the same response. He could be part of the strongest Mafias and even maybe be a boss one day but he doesn't. Simply because he is an assassin, a good one at that. He goes for the money.

He will kill anyone for a fair price. That's why he hasn't joined any Mafia. If he joined one the amount of money he could get would go down. He can just work for no one and everyone. People trusted him. After 3 years of working with various different Mafias, he is now trusted to know secrets. It's one of his rules. He doesn't work for anyone he doesn't need to tell anyone any information about the other groups he has worked for meaning if he works for you anything you tell him will stay with him only. It has been like that for years. He wants it to stay like that. That is his way to do things. Anyway back to the present.

Nightmare sighted. He was sitting at the top of a building looking down at the floor. The building was easily over 50 stories tall. He thought about ending it all at that moment. He thought about how many people would care. He thought about his closest friends. Toby and Mark(Ranboo) would be broken if he died. Not only them but his family. At least that's what they called each other. His father figure Phillipe Watson and his "Brothers" Dave(Technoblade) and William(Wilbur). They weren't his real family but they were the closest he could get to one.

His parents just got drunk and used all his money. Yet, he seemed to be unable to leave them. Maybe it's the small hello he gets from his mom when he gets home from school or the drunk "how have you been" questions from his dad that show they still care. There were also others Nightmare thought about, his friends Dream, Glitch, and Sapnap. Well, they were work friends but who cares. They would care. Yet, would the others care if they knew who he really was?

-Time skip-

He was in their base. He rarely worked for this group. They were known as The Sleepy Bois Inc. He thought their name was weird but never questioned it. They usually preferred working with people they trusted which meant they didn't really ask him to do jobs. He has had a few jobs but he has never met the three bosses. Unlike other Mafia groups, this one had three bosses to settle things. Most people would say it's inefficient but they work quite well being tied to first with the Dream Team to best Mafia.

He walked slowly the place was filled with different people who were staring at him. Some with fear others with interest. It was quite rare for him to be in this place. So it's no surprise to him that people were staring. He just started straight forward with his head high and back straight. He wore a mask that covered all of his face it was dark gray and contained two xs and a sad mouth that was drawn with red. Most people think he works for the Dream Team because his mask looks like Dream's but, they're wrong. Dream's mask looks like his and they can't change his mind. His clothing consisted of a black sleeveless shirt. Some long gloves reached slightly over his elbow. His pants were brown and easy to move around with. He had a black belt that had many different places to store knives. He also wore a dark red-caped hood that covered everything except his face which was covered by the mask. He had a handgun in his left that he rarely used and a sword strapped to his back.