Chapter 1

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Disclaimer: Most of the characters and ideas/themes in this fanfic belong to Neil Gaiman, I just manipulated them for my story. I don't own the Endless don't give me sleepless nights  or kill me or something okay?...

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Sanja woke up in her castle of dreams, her bow lips stretching into a yawn, as he rubbed her brown eyes to wake up. She was, of course, ready for action as always, to go and be a part of people's dreams. She stepped onto her carpet, not one little bit afraid of falling through the clouds, which were what her castle was constructed of. A servant, pulled into a strange dream where she was supposed to cook for a strange, dreamy girl, gave her a boiled egg, salt, and toast. Sanja thanked her, and sent her back into her dreams to enjoy the remainder of the night. She leapt out of her chair and ran through the walls, bounding towards the wide country of dream. She arrived at the edge of the ever shifting map of dreams, and, taking two seconds to fashion a dream of herself freshened up and dressed, and throwing her being into that dream form, casting the empty dream into the Void. She strutted into the dreams, ready to help people, and give them joy. She found herself in a nightmare, that of a toddler afraid of monsters under the bed. Ugh, she hated nightmares, for as long as she could remember (many thousands of years, by her reckoning) Nightmares fed off of fear of Death, judgment, betrayal, and, of course, fear. This Nightmare was a nasty creature, as all of them were, and a coward, she reckoned; terrorizing toddlers... She formed a dream gun loaded with obsidian, the only thing that could kill, a Nightmare so that they'd go to Hell. They could, of course escape, but not for a while. With her gun loaded, she crept further into the dream, feeling with her mind for the Nightmare. Around her, grotesque creatures snarled from upside down beds. Monsters from under the bed, out into the light. They didn't hurt her though, because the toddler couldn't fathom the idea of something actually hurting it. It sat in the center of all the monsters, staring with wide terrified eyes. Sanja ran to the toddler, grabbed her hand, and created a portal to the land of happy dreams, where she always sent frightened toddlers, it was a land she had created where they could stuff themselves with sweets while relaxing on pillows, playing with the many other toddlers who had like the land so much that they returned there often in their dreams. They could have anything they wanted to have there. 

Sanja felt through the remaining dream, and found the Nightmare. It was hiding in the closet, so she got ready to shoot it. She grew to a towering size, into black, terrifying robes. She wanted to terrify this coward into servitude, then he could join her team of servants, who had their Nightmare memories taken away, as well as their Nightmare notions to terrify, she gave them homes, let them develop their personalities as they would, she paid them, and cared for their families, and if they didn't want to work, they could live in one of the vast Daylight (the new Nightmares) villages. The closet door opened, and the Nightmares face leered out. Instead of looking terrified, as most cowardly Nightmares would, it just grinned at her. "He is coming. He is coming to get you. You are endangering hissss realm." It hissed at her. She had heard Nightmares speak before, but nothing like this one had said. She glared at it and blasted it into Hell with her gun. The gun disappeared and Sanja decided that the Nightmare had just been messing with her mind. Without a further thought, she ventured further into the dream realm. The next dream was one of those people who are completely and utterly depressed. It was a dream of a black box, with no one inside of it, except one girl, who was wearing a long black robe, sitting on the floor, holding a rope. Sanja could tell she was going to strangle herself. This usually meant that the dreamer was thinking of commiting suicide in the near future. She knew the person would only listen to her, if she seemed to be in the same predecament, so she changed, black dipped her hair, and chaged into black. She walked over and started her kind of "therapy". "Life is real bad for you, huh?" she said, in a black voice. The girl replied,"Life is a deep black pit of abuse, and misery.", With this, Sanja could look into the girl's memories, and saw abuse from her uncle, who she liviied with, bullies at school, beating her up, and horrible things that one man had done to her, into which Sanja, respecting privacy, did not probe. But she did save the peoples faces in her mind, she'd get them later. Then she said, "Wait a few weeks until you do it though? Please? I promise with all my heart things will get better." Then, Sanja, who  knew that these people usually thought that they had no bright future, if any future at all, and when shown a possiblity of a bright future, rethought their decision, showed the girl a portal in which the bullies left her alone, her uncle stayed away from home leaving her alone with money to buy food, and other necessities, and was relatively kind when he was there. That guy? The one who did horrible things? He was discovered, and given the death sentence. The girls face lit up, and Sanja Changed the dream, so that it was a dream of all of the possibilities for her future. Then, she set off to get revenge. 

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