A Nightmare's Honor

Weakness

Author's ([Sky]'s) Note: This chapter depicts manipulation, (unspoken) threats, mentions of wounds/scars, and mentions of death.

On that "lovely" note, enjoy!

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{?} ??? POV:

    I saw a figure enter the crowd. To the Steves, and likely the humans, he looked to be a normal Red Steve. To my eyes, however, his Darkness could not be hidden from me. He had an aura to him, cold and familiar. It was like my own.

    The female human, Sky, pointed subtly at me as she whispered something to the other human, Sabre. He looked in my general direction, but did not see me. He gave Sky a concerned look, whispering something back to her. She looked surprised.

    Growing bored of watching them, I instead observed the Red Guard that had gone to stand by them. He was a brave one, having run into a burning building not long ago. I believed his name was Clumsy Red Steve. A strange name for a Red Steve, as the naming convention use of adjectives is much more common among Orange Steves. Uncommon for other colors, but not impossible, I suppose.

    There wasn't much action at the moment, so I decided that perhaps antagonizing Sky would suffice for entertainment. I slowly walked around her while she was preoccupied with her whispery conversation with Sabre, leaving her line of sight. Creeping up behind her, silent as always in my movements, I went up close to her ear.

    "He can't see me. None of them can," I whispered in a menacing manner. She flinched, whirling around to face me, making eye contact. "You're all alone here, Sky. Accept your fate. Give in. There is no hope. There is no chance of victory for you."

    She glared at me, her expression sharp. "Shut up."

    Sabre looked over her shoulder, peering through me. He looked confused and worried. "Sky, no one's there. Who are you talking to?"

    Sky gave a sigh, giving me one last glare before turning around to face Sabre. "No one. Just-... just myself."

    "That's right," I whispered in her ear once more, leaning in close from behind. "No one but yourself."

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{F} Sky POV:

    A phantom, I thought to myself. That's what he must be. A ghost of the Darkness. He looks like a gender-bent me, though... Like a distorted shadow. As Sabre and I silenced to hear Clumsy make an announcement, I stared at him.

    He never gave me a name. No one else could see him. Somehow, that added to how annoying he was.

    He looked human, to some degree. He was exactly my height, and had medium length hair that had a sort of flowy bounce to it. He was entirely grayscale, including his skin and clothes. His hair was black with white tips, similar to my brown with blonde. He wore a sweater that was a gradient of black to gray, making me think of my rainbow dress. His skin was light gray, and he wore white pants. What kind of person wears white pants?

    His eyes were silver, though one was paler and brighter than the other, not unlike my heterochromic eyes. He had a constantly cocky or bored expression, and so far he seemed to like sneaking up behind me and spooking me.

    The first time I saw him was after dealing with the Darkness that had been attacking the Red Kingdom. He was standing there, not far away, leaning casually against the wall. He seemed amused by my acknowledgment of him. Evidently, he's likely always been there; I simply haven't been able to see him until now.