Book Of One-Shots (Requests Open)

Ssheto - Nightmares

A/N So, this chapter is for a contest, the theme was Horror, but since Valentine's day is so close, I wanted to do a ship ^-^ so here it is, this is probably my absolute favorite ships ever! Lulz :D contest_fun sorry for posting it so late...my internet is a butt.

I slowly walked through the forest, it was night and I was trying to get back home. The path in the forest seemed to be the quickest and easiest choice, but now, I'm starting to regret that decision. I glance up at the trees overhead, the full moon staring back down at me through the branches. I start taking deep breaths, the noises surrounding me making my heart beat faster.

Why...why did I think this was a good idea.

The regret was weighing heavy on my mind. I was jumpy, frantically looking around when I heard something, like a twig snapping, or leaves crunching. It sounded as if someone was out here with me. I shrug it off, thinking it's probably just an animal, and continue walking.

After what feels like hours, I stop walking and look around. At this point, I was starting to wonder if something was wrong. The forest near my house doesn't cover that much land, I should've at least seen a road or something by now. I nervously pull my hood down further over my head before taking a look up at the sky, but what I saw surprised me. The moon is gone, not even a star in the sky, something was definitely wrong. I shake my head to concentrate before starting to walk again.

I flinch slightly and stop walking as I hear a loud cracking sound underneath my foot. Without thinking, I quickly move back to see what it is. My eyes widen as I now notice the bones laying around on the ground, and I wonder how I didn't notice them before.

Was I not paying attention?

I start backing away slowly from the area but, my back suddenly hits something, and my react to this is turning around instantly only to see a tree. I laugh at myself for thinking it might have been a person. I find it silly for someone in a forest to instantly assume there's an axe murderer living there, quite cliché if you ask me.

I once again continue walking, more aware of my surroundings this time. I can feel my heart race as I look at a tree, the bark looking a lot like a face, as if someone was trapped inside. I can't imagine what it would feel like to be trapped inside something, unable to move or call out for help. Looking around, I notice a lot of the tree's look like that, faces in the bark, the branches starting to look a lot like claws reaching out to grab me. I suddenly jump at the sound of a twig snapping and look around, but no one is here. I try to step forward but something seems to be holding me back, I hesitantly look down and see something that makes me feel sick to my stomach, a hand coming out of the ground and holding tightly onto my ankle. I scream and try to pull my foot away from whatever it was, but I only end up falling over. The ground around the hand started to shift, as if someone, or something, was trying to dig itself up to the surface. I didn't want to stay and find out what it was so I grabbed a small rock that was nearby and repeatedly hit the hand, running without hesitation as soon as it let go. I was frantic, panicking as I ran, and I'm sure if you were in my place, you'd get the hell out of there as soon as possible.

Unfortunately, my panicked running came to an abrupt stop as I trip, go rolling down a small hill, and fall into a rushing river. The water was extremely cold, and I don't recall a river anywhere in this forest. Honestly, that was the least of my concerns, as I stand and look up, my eyes catch a glimpse of a person standing at the top of the hill watching me, but they disappeared the second I looked up. Cold and now wet, I carefully cross the other half of the river and climb up the small hill on the other side.

I take a deep breath before stretching a bit, thinking maybe it might help me relax somewhat, but it doesn't help as I hear a faint sound of a music box playing in the distance. Curious, I go towards where the music is coming from. It doesn't take long to find a small opening where it seems the tree's have avoided growing, in the middle of the area is a small music box laying on the ground. Cautiously, I walk up over and look down at it before tilting my head in confusion.

Why would someone leave this here?

I think the better question I should've asked myself is, "Why is this music box playing by itself."

As if to answer my question, my eyes widen when I see a large shadow in front of me, looming over me. My heart sank at the thought that someone was right behind me, and by the looks of the shadow, they were very close.

I couldn't help but shiver, but that was all I could do as I was frozen in fear. I thought maybe looking down at the ground and refusing to move might just make the person go away, and luckily, they did. The shadow in front of me soon disappeared, but as soon as it was gone my vision started going dark, everything around me started spinning and my knees felt weak. My knees suddenly buckled and I fell forward, I lay there on the ground for a moment, unable to move, before passing out.

I wake up to the terrifying sound of wolves howling in the distance, I quickly sit up on my knees and look around frantically. I can hear my heart beating rapidly as I slowly stand up. I look back and see a thick fog slowly coming towards me, but what scared me the most was the dark shadows of things moving inside the fog. Without thinking, I turn and run away from the fog.

It didn't take long for the fog to catch up with me, and unfortunately I had to stop running. I was out of breath, gasping for air as I looked around, the fog was too thick to see anything around me though. I screamed as someone, or something pushed me backwards into a tree and growled at me. In fear, I had my eyes closed as soon as my back had hit the tree, so I slowly opened my eyes to see a very tall person towering over me. He had both hands tightly gripping my arms to keep me from running, and he was very close, uncomfortably close. He grinned creepily at me, showing his sharp teeth. I honestly didn't expect him to talk to me.

"Now what is someone like you doing out here all alone?" He leaned even closer to me.

I was too scared to talk, so I stayed silent and tried to keep calm. Keeping calm wasn't easy and it definitely wasn't working since I started to hyperventilate. And it made it worse when he freaking LICKS me! The boy leaned closer and LICKED my face, I shiver and try to move away but his grip just tightens.

"Pl-Please don't h-hurt me..." I stutter.

The boy laughs quietly, "Oh, don't worry sweetheart, I'm not going to hurt you, yet."

"Y-Y-Yet?" I honestly felt like crying, but I never did.

I flinched slightly as he suddenly kisses me on the lips, his grip on my arms loosening just a little. I don't know why, but I kissed him back. I was thinking, maybe if I play his little game, he would let me go, because the last thing I wanted to do was die here.

The boy pulls away but still refuses to let go of me, "I'll be watching you." He says before disappearing.

I was too shocked to even question how he did that. Unfortunately, I was pulled back into reality as four wolves came out of the fog and stalked towards me, I try to back away but remember my back is up against a tree. One of the wolves suddenly jumps at me, and in panic I hold my arms up to shield my face, the wolf bites my arm, another wolf ran up at almost the same time and bit my leg, causing me to fall over.

I tried to kick them away and scream for help, but something told me no one was going to help. One of the wolves bites my neck, I suddenly couldn't breath no matter how hard I tried. I felt them biting at my arm and legs, and I couldn't do anything about it. I look up at the sky and somewhat accept my death, no stars or moon in sight, just an empty black void. The darkness was slowly consuming me, I could still feel the pain of the bites and the wet sticky feeling of my own blood underneath me. I slowly close my eyes for what I think will be the last time.

I sit up quickly in my bed and gasp for air, feeling my neck and arms for any bites, but there wasn't any.

Was it a dream? It felt so real, no, it had to have been a dream...

I sigh in relief and turn to stand up, looking around my room to calm down. I felt a lot calmer knowing where I was, knowing I was finally safe. But the thought of that dream made me shiver in fear, I suddenly felt cold just thinking about it. I was just about to leave my room when I noticed something in my mirror. What I saw terrified me, my body shaking slightly in fear, and my heart starting to once again beat rapidly in my chest. On the mirror, was words written in blood.

"I'm always watching."