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[Chapter 2]

Chapter Two: Dream Catcher
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Incubus' POV
2 years later

"That was crazy, man!" I hear a boy around my own age yell. His dream was quite interesting. He was in an arcade with his two other friends, playing a game. I was going to make this crazy for him.

"Hey, mind if I play?" I walk up to the three of them and ask, acting casual. They were at a game where you had to point the water gun at one of the clowns mouths to fill up the balloon on its head. This time, it wasn't going to be the clowns head.

"Sure man," the guy that was having this dream, Wayne, said. The three of them shuffled away, standing behind me, looking awkward and nervous. He had clearly saw my eyes.

I walk up to the only available water gun at that game, and take hold of it. I easily snap it off the counter it was attached to and then turn around and point at the three of them. They all looked shocked and frightened. Everyone else in the arcade seemed to not notice, but that was because I had frozen them all in time; I was only going to focus and him and his fabricated friends. They, of course, weren't in his dream, but it would be a lot more scarier--for him--if they were here too, dying.

I look at them all in the eyes, the other two boys eyes being glazed over because they weren't in the dream, and aimed the gun at one of their heads. I chose the blondie who had been playing the game.

"Heads up," I muttered and pressed the trigger on the water gun. Instead of water spraying out, a bullet shot out and the boys head snapped back and he fell to the floor with a thump.

Wayne and his other friend, a boy with blue eyes, looked down at their dead friend. The other boy wasn't in the dream of course, but Wayne's conscience made it seem as if he had a part in it too. And that just made me giddy even more. There were such things as sharing dreams, and now coming to think of it, I think Wayne's best buddy here, was actually in it too.

I smiled, making sure they could see my pointy fangs, and aimed the gun at Wayne's other friend; the brunette.

"Don't you guys know its not safe to play with guns?" I laugh out at them. I was being hypercritical and making jokes when I was giving this poor guy a terrible nightmare. I was evil, what can I say? It was what I was made to do, and now, I loved it. I wasn't that lost puppy anymore. That evil that was brewing inside me? It boiled over the edge and came spewing out, and now look at me--I got fangs and cool tattoos and can do whatever I please! Being evil was easier than being good.

I laughed out loud again, throwing my bright blonde head back and then aimed the gun at the boys head again. This was both their dream, but I wanted to focus on Wayne here. I pulled the trigger and the other boy fell down in a lump too, on the other side of Wayne. He looks down at both his dead friends and then at me. I was grinning like a cat and staring at him like a predator with his prey in clear sight.

He then screamed and ran off, deep into the arcade. I laughed and followed him.

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Wayne had woken up, gasping for the air that seemed to leave his lungs rather quickly. I stood in the corner of his dark room, watching him with a devious smirk on my face. I didn't understand at how I used to not love this! How did I not enjoy seeing fear these poor, helpless losers eyes? Well I guess being 16 and naive, was the explanation.

Wayne, having finally caught his breath, sat up, hesitantly and walk over to his desk that was tucked away in another corner of his room. He switched on the dim lamp that was there, and without noticing me standing there with my arms crossed over my chest, casually, he walked back to his bed and buried himself underneath the covers.

Now he was just asking for me to come and scare him even more.

"Not so tough are you now, big guy?' I whispered lowly so he couldn't hear me. He was those typical guys who worked out daily, had multiple girlfriends that didn't know about each other and a giant posse to hang around with.

I wanted to ruin him.

Creeping closer to the side of his bed, I looked down at his pathetic self. He was huddled under his blanket, only his head sticking out. He was staring wide eyed out at the empty space on his wall. I guess he was recalling the nightmare I gave him--and it hadn't even been that scary! It was funny at how tough he acted and how big of a baby he really was.

"Hey, you alright? You look a little...dead," I whispered to him while tapping his slightly shaking shoulder. He whipped his head over his shoulder to look at me and froze. He stared at me, with his large, frightened green eyes and his mouth agape. I smiled down at him and walked over to his desk, where he had turned on the lamp that had been casting a dim glow over his room...well not anymore.

He followed my figure, with his scared eyes, to his desk. I looked over my black clad shoulder at him, smiled a sickly sweet smile at him, and then turned off the lamp, casting his room into total darkness as it had been in before.

I heard him whimper and shuffle underneath his covers. He was hiding under his blanket again.

"Don't you know, that that thing won't save you from me? It's just making me more anticipated. It's making me want to scare you even more than I already am." I told him. I walked over to the side of his bed and once again, looked down at him. I bent down and reached out for his shoulder. I took hold of it and he screamed while I laughed. I started to grip his shoulder and closed my eyes. He was my new victim and I was branding him to me.

I pressed his shoulder and pictured my classic symbol, a ouroboros, and sizzled it onto his shoulder. He screamed out in pain, once, and when I opened my eyes and looked down at him, I saw my mark etched into his left shoulder.

Now he was another poor soul who's dreams belonged to me.

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