Thaumaturgic ( Swiss Ghoul x OC )

8: Just Bad Dreams

I feel as if I'm floating in a void, no physical body restraining me.

The world feels boundless and oh so unfamiliar.

Almost a forever darkness that I will never escape.

I am in nothing, and I am nothing.

It's almost peaceful, too peaceful.

What was I even doing here? What is here?

But slowly the dark void started swirling, I can hear faint beeping noises and I feel very warm. Almost as if I've gained a body again and I'm sunbathing in the hot rays of a summer morning.

The beeping is louder now, and the void is no longer black but a dull gray. Like a flashlight shining onto closed eyes.

Eyes...

My body feels heavy, foreign even. I can feel a presence beside me and something wrapped around my arms.

I slowly crack open my eyes, instantly being slightly blinded by the morning sun shining through the window to the right of me. The room smells sanitized, my senses fully coming back to me now.

Looking down at my arms, I see that they're wrapped in some sort of medical cloth. There's also an IV in my left hand, my clawed fingers slightly stained by my blood.

I look to the lower right and see the presence that I felt beside me while I was out of it.

It was Swiss.

He was passed out, laying against the bed with his hand holding my right one. His expression looked troubled and relaxed at the same time in his slumber.

That's when my dream flooded back to my memory.

My brain tampered with one of my bad memories. Switching the original Ghouls in it with the ones here, making Swiss the main tormentor in it.

I felt my ears droop against my head, I didn't want to see them in such a bad light. Not like that, not when they've all been so nice to me.

Why would it make Swiss the main one?

That's when I felt my hairs on the back of my neck rise and my heart beat quicken a bit. Where he was holding my hand was hot, really hot.

My tail thrashed a little and my fangs extended a bit. My free hand shot up to my mouth to cover it. What the fuck?

I felt Swiss stir beside me, looking over at him I see relief flood his features.

His golden brown eyes lighten up, almost looking heavenly as he smiles a little.

"You're finally awake, are you feeling alright?" He asks me, one of his ears rising as the other tilts down in a questioning demeanor.

I shake my head yes, not wanting my fangs being seen, which only causes my aura to burn hot across my face.

I look of something I can't quite make out crosses his face, a small smirk then emits from him.

"I'll go get Copia to let him know you're awake." He squeezes my hand before he gets up and leaves.

"What the fuck?" I grumble to myself.

Why is it that I always feel so damn weird around him? I've never had my fangs elongate like that before, my hair standing up the way it has been is another odd thing.

The door creeks open and in steps Copia, a worried expression on his face as he closes the door.

He takes the seat Swiss was in, I sense he wants to ask me something. Sitting up a little in the bed, I look at him waiting for him to speak.

"Are you alright Clover?" His accent stumbling out in a worried tone.

"I feel fine." I answer as best as I can without nipping my tongue.

"What happened last night dear?" He pauses before whispering the next part, "Did you do it... Purposely?" A pained look crosses his features.

Sighing a little, I answer him, "No... I just get really bad dreams of stuff that has happened in the past. I end up hurting myself pretty badly in my sleep." I tear up a little, "My brother was always the one to patch me up afterwards. Last night was a bad one, a very bad one."

My irises meet his, instantly seeing the pain on his face.

"Would you like to talk about it my Ghoulette?" Copia asks me, his voice very low.

I look down at my hands, my clawed fingers twiddling as I close my eyes.

"It was something that happened in the past, but the Ghouls who did it were replaced by Ghouls who I know would never do such a thing." My voice catches in my throat.

"It was my birthday, we were pups then, preteens more so... Me and my brother were just trying to have a nice day away from the pack members inside the forest, we knew we could be at peace there. But I suppose peace doesn't last long in a pack like mine... They were a little older than us but still close in age, they held down my brother as they attacked me, telling me they wished my father had let the pack kill me the night I was born."

Copias eyebrows scrunch up, almost as if he were about to tear up himself.

"Who replaced the old attackers in your dream?" He asks.

I feel my breath catch in my throat, my eyes squeezing shut. "The ones here, Swiss was turned into the main one... I don't know why, I know none of them would ever harm me.. And I feel like Swiss definitely would never harm me."

Copias arms wrapped around me, engulfing me in a tight but comforting hug. "I promise you dear, no one will ever harm you here. Never intentionally at least." I feel him kiss the top of my head in between my horns. He let's go, moving his hands to hold onto my own.

"You need more rest, please, if you ever need anything don't be afraid to talk to me." His eyes soften as he pats the top of my head, leaving towards the door.

I hear mumbled voices as he leaves, the words getting cut off as he slowly closed the door.

Laying down, I stare up into the ceiling. Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and slowly doze off again.

Little to my knowledge, there was a certain Ghoul listening into our conversation.