Believe in Me

Oblivious

Tooth sat at Jack's side, busying herself with the deep gashes across his pale cheek, muttering quietly. He could just barely make out every few phrases, like 'How did this even get here..' and ' it looks like a claw mark of some kind..'. His blue eyes watched her as she scrubbed the blood as gently as she could off of the still oozing wound, but no matter how light the touch of the wet rag was, it stung enough to keep a wince constant on his face. When he wasn't watching Tooth work, a good way to distract himself with her talking from the thoughts worrying him in his own head, he was glancing over to Death. His  bed was further away from his, Ilia's in the middle of them. That couldn't have really happened.. he would have to have stood up and Grey couldn't stand with his current injuries. Jack HAD seen him manage through torture and still walk and stay strong though.. the mysteriousness in the actions and strength of the man was interesting, but in a situation like this, frightening in a way. "Tooth..?" he felt himself saying, realizing it and quickly hoping she was too focused to pay attention or hear. He couldn't tell her about this, the guardians worried enough about Grey. Sure he couldn't die, he'd heal eventually, but he would go through so much more pain and he would be alone if Jack mentioned the monster he had seen in his dreams, the monster that had attacked him.. the monster that was Grey. To his disappointment, her calmly positive voice replied, "Whatcha need, Jack?" He swallowed, his throat tingling to remind him that it still wasn't fully healed itself. "Nevermind," the winter spirit replied, adding in a smile to boost. "Just a nightmare I had." Tooth looked up, tilting her head slightly. But what Jack noticed over that.. is that Grey shifted too. He appeared to be asleep with his back to the crowd, but he seemed to tense, Jack felt it all the way from the other side of the room. Was it possible.. that he knew..? Jack took a deep breath, preparing himself to test that. "I was in a dark room, and then there was this monster.. it had large claws and fangs and large, demonlike wings, but other than things like that, it seemed close to human. It slashed me in my nightmare and when I woke up, I had the marks." As if on cue, Grey lifted his head and looked over his shoulder, his eyes alert, bright red filled with a sudden tension. It was almost a look of fear, but it was firm and strong before fading back to the near emotionless face the reaper sported. But Jack wouldn't drop what he caught. Grey knew, it showed like his strong emotionless wall suddenly turned clear enough to see right through. Tooth's voice turned uneasy, though, bringing Jack's attention back from his suddenly speechless glance at the dark figure on the other end of the room. "But... it was just a dream right?" She asked, putting the now bloodstained rag into a bucket of water and rinsing it out. Jack's blue eyes found their focus on the red liquid that floated through the water, slowly but steadily contaminating it to be a clearish tainted color. He gave a small nod of his head. "But it turned to reality.." the second she said it, the realization slammed into Jack's unprepared mind like a car speeding into a wall. Reality. Didn't he hear something about that..? He could just vaugely remember. Grey was the spirit of reality. Death wasn't an emotion, each spirit was born with something good in them. Jack's was fun, though he made winter. North's was wonder though he worked in the pole to make christmas... Grey Loss' was reality, no matter what his gruesome job was. But was it possible for him to turn something  fake into reality itself..? He wasn't sure. He hoped it wasn't true.. but maybe it was. "Jack?" Tooth's concerned voice entered into his mind, pulling him from the current of his deep thoughts. "Yeah," he said quickly, not wanting it to seem like he wasn't listening. "We have to talk to North then..! This could be serious! If Pitch found out how to put nightmares into the real world then we're in trouble!" The winter spirit wanted to call out that she could've been wrong, but anything he could've said would've either been unnoticed or go against Grey. He didn't want the guardians to hate him once they had finally begun to accept him.. but Jack wasn't so sure if he trusted the reaper himself. Tooth flew out of the room and the snow-haired teen glanced over, blue eyes meeting red. Both of them held the same glance, the same understanding. And both of them were afraid of it.