*Natemare*
"Bet you can't!"Anti said, screaming in my ear thinking that I can't do another shot.Me, Anti, Blank, and Xyler always go out to the Devil's Bar to do bets and stuff, but usally I win them all.This time though, I feel like if I take one more shot, I will throw up immidently."Come on Nate, it's just one more little shot."Xyler said taunting me, not even a little drunk.I pick up the glass trying to drink it all the human blood(Blood is like whiskey and beer too them), but I fail, spitting it out.Anti and Xyler smile and take the money from the middle of the table.
Blank frowns," Oh come on! You Usally win all these, but you have to fail now! I just lost 100 gold thanks too you!"I roll my eyes,"You try this then if you think you're better than me." "I would, but I-I made a deal with someone that I wouldn't...ya."We all laugh and leave the bar, since my brother, Flame, aaid i should get home at this time, since hes always nervous, thinking I'm dead if I don't come home at that time.I teleport home, cause I was too lazy to walk, and right when I walk inside, I get back-handed in the back of my head.
"Ow! What the Heck, Flame!?"I say, sounding whiney like always.Flame chuckles a little then playfully punches me.He's not the best brother I could have, but at least I have them. He has blonde hair, yet a thick brown beard, and blue eyes, but when he gets mad, his eyes turn red and he goes inanse.He smiles" It's just a prank bro, calm down."I rub the back of my head,sighing. " Oh ya, Dad figured out about the betting and drinking, so he told me to bring you home imminently." Flame said suddenly.
My eyes widen when I heard those words.I have been hiding it for so many years that I thought he would never figure out.He told me when I was young that if I start drinking and betting money, I would be grounded for life."Oh no..."I tried running to my room till some force pulls me back to that room." NATEMARE!!!"I get up and slowly turn my head to my father." yes sir....?"
Right as I said that, I get punched in the stomach to the wall."I HAVE TOLD YOU THIS MANY TIMES, AND YOU DISOPEY ME?! WHY DON'T YOU DO SOMETHING USEFUL TOO HELP HELL?GO TO YOUR ROOM AND WE WILL DISCUSS YOUR PUNSIHMENTS LATER!!!"I get up storm to my room, pissed at my father.He always treats me like a 10 year old even though I'm 28,000(Demons are born 1000 years older then humans :P)
I just wish I would get treated better, cause soon he will realize that I could do so much more than stay at home and not go 10 miles away from my house. I sit down in the my desk right next to my window.I stare at it for a while and get and idea.
"Ok Dad, you want useful, you'll get useful" I open the window and jump out and run as far as I can.
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Having A Natemare?
FantasyNatemare lives the life like any other normal demon....except he's son of Satan. This means he has more attention, more abilities, and more... thoughts? He wants to accomplish something that will be remembered forever, like how a demon went it Heave...