Once Upon A Dream | Jackson Wang x Reader

06 Black Nightmares, Dark Memories

Jackson looks at the girl's face and sees the same emerald eyes he has become used to, those that are filled with sorrow.

"I am your master, you bitch! You will do what I command and now I want-"

"I know what you want, Jinyoung. But I can't give you anymore!" Eve Lilith cries before a hand slap to her cheek.

It is a harsh slap that Jackson can feel. And his instinct has him moving closer, wanting to step in between the man and you. He wants to protect you.

"You can and you will. You're a fucking demon. You can give me everything I want. Isn't that what you promised?" The man growls and you glare up at him. Your lips are trembling and your emerald eyes violently flashing.

"I have given you everything. I made you commander, and then king. I seduced the royal court to your favor. I even made that slutty princess love you! I've done everything you want, Jinyoung. You have not held up your end of the bargain," You quietly growls, gritting your teeth while the king laughs.

"Right. The oath. I will give you my heart... You're just a pathetic slutty fool," King Jinyoung mocking you before he grabbed your jaw, "And you will be fucking never-"

"Then you will never have more. Enjoy this power while it lasts," You scoff coldly. Your voice cracking with withheld tears, your throat's tightening.

Jackson can tell that you really cared about this man. You really wanted for him to get all that he desired. But this man never respected you in the process, let alone loved and cherished you.

Suddenly, a black and green plume of smoke fills the gazebo and the man calls out. Yet you are gone.

"Need more?" You whisper in Jackson's ear, pulling him further back in your blackest nightmares; your deepest and darkest memories...

You showed him dozens of lovers, dozens of abusers. Men who wanted you for sex, glory and power. Men who all drained, overwhelmed and exhausted you and turned their backs on you. Men who all doomed and destroyed you.

Jackson sees you in the worst ways. You were bound, gagged, tortured, kneeling, crying... All in the name of men who summoned you; men who claimed to be your master.

They all didn't love or honor or cherish or treasure you at all. Never. They are all just taking advantage of you. They just take you for granted and waste it on you. They only make you suffer.

"How-, how did it become this way?" Jackson winces. He couldn't believe what he just saw. He couldn't even fathom that they all had the heart to do such evil and cruel things to you.

Jackson curses. He couldn't believe what he had just seen as he looked away. He can't bear to see you suffer like that.

"How, Lilith?! Answer me! How in the world did it become this way?" Jackson winced as he asked again after witnessing a man torturing you for his sadistic pleasure.

Jackson doesn't know if you can hear him, yet he feels your presence. He feels you in the way the sigil pulses on his chest in the same rhythmic beat of his own heart.

"Shall I show you?" You tiredly ask before pulling the two of you to the deepest recesses of your mind, to that moment right before you became a demon, before all the madness of this damned vicious circle trapping, binding and restraining you.

After all this time, after all these wasted years, and after all the misfortunes you have experienced so far, it feels impossible to have a little hope that it will happen, that your master, whoever he is, will love you. And now, you don't even dare to wish that Jackson will fall in love with you and choose to stay with you. You don't even dare to wish for it.

But if that happens, it will be so weird yet beautiful, just like the snow on the beach that you saw falling and coming down a few moons ago.

When the smoke clears, Jackson sees a beautiful marble palace where two teenagers run and roam about. One of them is a handsome boy in royal clothes. And the other was a pretty girl dressed as a servant.

Their laughter bounces off the walls. Yet when a man and woman come in, both stop laughing and freeze in place. The royal does not address them, but the servant drops to her knees. She was bowing low as the regal nobles walked over to them.

"Lim Jaebum, what have we told you about playing with the slaves?" The woman demands, her sweet voice curling around her.

The slave trembled with fear as the noble male walked over and lifted her head. Now he's looking into the scared girl's emerald eyes. Jackson's breath catches in his throat when he sees what happens next. The nobleman strokes her cheek, lips curling in a wicked grin.

"I don't believe we said you could leave your cell, slave," The man growls before a guard walks over.

"Father, wait, don't blame her! Please, we just-, I-"

"Enough, Jaebum. We know about these slaves. We know how tempting they can be. You cannot blame yourself for falling for her," The woman says before snapping her fingers.

"No, I, I didn't- I wouldn't-" The small slave girl stammers and clamors yet the woman just smiles a devious smile.

"Oh, we know. But you need to know your place," She purrs, watching as the guard drags the girl with green emerald eyes away.

"You were a slave..." Jackson whispers in conclusion as the scene fades away and he is surrounded by smoke once again.

"I was just a slave that was forced to please. That is all I ever was. That is all I ever knew. When I was put to death years later, I turned into this. My soul was too damned and corrupted to become anything else but demon..." You quietly murmured, bringing Jackson back to his small room in the abandoned warehouse, in a madness city where the corrupt wizards, magicians and politicians live.

When the smoke clears, you sit in a small ball at the foot of the bed. Your eyes flickering bright neon green Jackson doesn't know what to do or what to say.

And now you are feeling particularly vulnerable. You never showed your past to anyone before since no one ever really cared enough to want to know.