This story is about you, reader-chan, and you are a female werewolf. You are the last of your kind and someone is stalking you in your dreams... Or rather... Your Nightmares...
I'm gonna be a little beach and Not go off of the cliff hanger. Catching a ledge here.
*litterly falls off a cliff onto a narrow ledge.*
Damn.
Welp, hope you enjoy.
Sorry for not posting like I said I would.
-AlphaRed1414)
(Your point of view)
I stared down the way Nightmare went, not moving a muscle.
H-how... How could he do that?! Only werewolves can mind-link, and that's only with other werewolves!!!
I pondered over this for a few minutes, not even caring that only animals left in the pin, a couple of rabbits, were running around my paws in terror.
"(Y/n)."
"(Y/N)."
"(Y/N)!"
I snapped to attention. Horror was glaring at me, one hand raised above his head with the cleaver still in it, the other holding a dead chicken.
"You alright?" he asked. He sounded actually consurned for me. I bobbed my head and leaped out of the pin, landing next to him. I leaned over and nudge his skull as a sign of apology.
"Alright! Alright! No need for touching!" he growled. I laughed at his reaction before doing the same action with Dust.
"Yeah, I'm sorry too." Dust sighed, rubbing underneath my neck. I rumbled happily and pulled away, lumbering to my room. I padded inside before nosing the door shut and shifted. I changed into a (f/c) and black stripped sweater, black jeans, and a (f/c) jacket with a black fur line. I walked back to the dinning room and grabbed a skinned rabbit. Dust snatched it from my hands and glared.
"No."
"Come on!" I yelled "Let me at least eat one!"
"It's not healthy to eat raw meat!" he yelled back. I jumped at him, trying to nab it back but he held it above both our heads.
"Give it to meeee!"
"No!!! You'll get salmonella!!"
"Can't get that!!! I naturally eat raw meat!!!"
"Let me fucking cook it first!!!"
"No!!!"
(Time skip brought to you by Dust in a apron)
Damn.
Dust can cook.
"Well? How is it?" Dust said in a mocking tone. I don't even care.
"How can you cook this good!?" I cried out before taking another bite. He pointed at Horror, then at himself.
"Three guesses at who taught me."
"Hmm." I tap my chin in mock thought, "I'd guess; Horror, Horror, and.... Oh yeah! Horror."
Horror clicks his tounge and shoots a finger gun. "You betcha."
Suddenly I hear screaming in the background. It sounds like.... Error and... Nineties slang...?
"G-get the FuCk @ W@y F-fr0m M-mE!!!"
"Come on dog! Help a broski out here!!!" soon Error comes running into the room, followed by the strangest skeleton I have ever seen before.
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Error ran to the opposite side of the room, opened a glitchy portal, and leaped right through it.
The skeleton running after him skid to a halt as the portal snapped shut before he could get through. He turned to face us and I saw his sunglasses changed words.
Before it said 'YOLO'.
Now it says 'DAMN'.
He looked at us and shrugged.
"What's up dogs?"
Horror and Dust growled insults under their breaths and turned away from him. I roll my eyes at them and walk over to him.
"Hello, I'm (Y/n)." I say politely and hold out my hand. He grabs and shakes it.
"Sup, I'm Fresh, Error's Brother." he says. I tilt my head to the side.
"I didn't know-"
"Error has brothers? Yeah, he doesn't like me much. He likes Geno a lot more but, I can't complain." he chuckled softly as he spoke. His smile never fading. I flick my ears at the new information. As I tried to wrap my brain around it he wrapped an arm around my shoulders.
"What's a dudette like yourself doing in a place like this anyhow?"
(Nightmare's point of view)
"M-mom? What are you doing here!?" I exclaimed in shock.
"I came to see how you were doing!" my mother cried out, "I got so worried when Dream said your lashed out at him and-"
"It doesn't matter." I snapped, cutting her off, "I am my own skeleton so leave me alone." I raised my tentacles in a menacing manner but her didn't even raise an eyebrow.
"Nightmare. You are my son and I know you better than anyone else." she sighed, "Does this have anything to do with the girl you're keeping her."
I froze.
"H-how do you know about her?" I stammered. She shook her head and crossed her arms.
"Dream told me."
I was alight with anger.
"That backstabbing little traitor!!" I yelled, shaking the room. "I'll KILL HIM!!!"
My mother tried to keep herself balanced as I shook the place up.
"Nightmare! Calm down!" she yelped, but I could barely hear her. I was consumed by my negative energy and fell down on my knees into a pool of my creation. Quickly I slipped under the door into the hall and reformed. I made sure the door was locked.
"Don't try and stop me." I called out as I left my mother trapped in my room, "I'll deal with you later. But first..." I opened a portal into the Dream Realm.
Thousands of little orbs filled the empty blank landscape, the feeling of safety and peace hung in the air.
It made me gag.
I reached out with one hand and gentle trailed my fingers on the orb closest to me and watched as it slowly darkened, decaying. Fear became present in this one dream. A black swan compared to the rest. I focused more of my energy, feeding off of the negativity from it, and it started to fad. They were waking up.
"Nightmare?"
I looked quickly and released my energies. It faded more as Dream got closer until it disappeared completely.
"What are you doing here?" he asked, his mood ever so cheerful.
"Mother visited me today." I said plainly. Dream flinched.
"W-what did she say?" he asked. His nervous energy showing. I narrowed my eye and tilted my head.
"What did you tell her?" I asked back. Fear quickly showed its seof in Dream's eyes. He took one timid step back. I took a step forward.
