Honkai Star Rail oneshots

Nightmares (Dan Heng x reader)

Little angst, little fluff. Gender neutral reader.

Dan Heng's POV

He tosses and turns, uncomfortably tied up in the bedsheets. His eyes are squeezed shut, hair damp with sweat from his forehead. Another night full of nightmares... Or was it a memory? At this point, he's not sure it matters. He can't run from it either way. 

"Quit hiding," A deep voice reverberates through his mind, seeming to come from every direction at once. The feeling of the Shackling Prison so vivid in his mind he can practically smell it. He tries to run, but it feels as though great weights chain him down. Everything feels heavy, like running through wet cement. He looks down at his feet, trying to get them to move. When he looks back up, a pair of red-orange eyes lock with his. 

"You think you can run, you traitor?" Blade's voice sends a shiver of fear down his spine. Dan Heng tries to jump away from him when he's suddenly forced onto his knees, wrists and ankles chained to cold stone ground of the prison. Blade chuckles at his attempts to break free and bends down, inches from his face with a wicked grin, "I'm not letting you get away, Imbibitor Lunae. Not after everything you've done. Not after the amount of blood your hands are stained with." He lifts one of Dan Heng's hands with the tip of his sword. 

Dan Heng looks down at his hand, eyes wide and heart pounding as he watches blood pour between his fingers. He looks around frantically, trying to see where the blood is coming from. He freezes as he sees a number of lifeless bodies on the ground beside him. The lightless eyes of his fellow Nameless stare back at him, each frozen with a look of terror. Dan Heng feels as though a knife pierces his heart as he see's y/n's lifeless eyes glowing in the darkness, staring with a look of fear and betrayal. 

"What's with that look? Are you starting to regret what you've done?" Blade chuckles and looks briefly over his shoulder at y/n's body. "I don't see why you're acting so surprised. You are the one who killed them."

Dan Heng tries to speak, to exclaim that he did no such thing, but no sound leaves his mouth. Blade casts a cruel smirk in his direction. "I think that now..." He stalks toward Dan Heng, like a predator cornering its prey, "It's time you paid the price." He suddenly lunges, sword pointed straight for Dan Heng's chest.

Meanwhile, in y/n's room

Y/N stares up at the dark ceiling in annoyance. Ugh, why am I awake? They roll over onto their side, reaching for their phone to check the time. 4:00 AM. Far too early. They try to sleep, giving up after a few minutes as it seems sleep has fully fled from their eyes. Well, maybe I should just take a walk until I'm tired. With an irritated sigh, they slowly stand up out of bed and quietly open the door to the hallway. They carefully look both directions before walking aimlessly down the hallway of the Parlor Car. They walk hardly a couple doors down before suddenly feeling an overwhelming sense of fear lingering in the hallway. They freeze, trying to figure out what's wrong and suddenly hear what sounds like a whimper. They tiptoe down the hallway, trying to find the source of the noise. Another whimper, clearer this time, seems to come from the Data Bank. Y/N quietly knocks on the door and mutters softly, "Dan Heng? Is everything okay?"

No answer.

Y/N slowly opens the door and peeks in. It's dimly lit and they can just barely see Dan Heng's futon in the corner. He's panting and curled up in the sheets, twisting himself up in them. Sensing something wrong, Y/N quickly and quietly walks toward him, calling out his name. He doesn't answer, just continuing to whimper and pant. Is he dreaming? 

Y/N gently reaches out to shake his shoulder, "Hey, wake up." Nothing. He continues to twist on the bed. They reach out and take both of his shoulders, shaking them with a little more force.