Daichi goes to sleep and wakes up in the middle of Knowhere. Well, at least he thought he woke up. Now all he has to do is get out alive, but not without being attacked by a few nightmares first.
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Chapter 2: Sunrise
How to kiss the nightmares goodbye
(Time Master A/N: ...let the nightmares begin)
(traaash a/n: a bit of this has been taken from the previous chapter sooo (also ill be publishing the chapter and the extra at the same time so ye))
A loud roar made all the Dream Catchers spin around, Daichi freezing in confusion.
"9am! 12am! Take the Limit to the nearest palace!" The cloaked figure commanded.
"Wait, you know you can't! You're-" 12am protested.
"It's fine! I can handle this nightmare...I am already cracking anyway." The figure reassured them, their cloak flying out behind them as their hands lit up with a golden glow with arrows surrounding their figure.
"C'mon Limit!" 12am yelled, a cloak appearing on both themself and 9am and the golden arrows appearing around them.
"I can hear something moving..." Daichi murmured, stepping away from the Dream Catchers in a daze. 12am grabbed his elbow but Daichi shouted in surprise. "Wait!"
Someone was climbing up from the floor below, their movements robotic and jerky. Their green hair was fading to black, the freckles on their face making their pitch black eyes bigger. Golden liquid dripped from their mouth, the number 21 on their shirt.
They sped towards Daichi, golden arrows chasing them. The arrows caught them just before the freckled teen touched Daichi.
"Help...me..." It croaked out, struggling against the bonds.
(Time Master A/N: Nightmares are fast, but not faster than 3AM)
The cloaked figure pulled the freckled person towards them, taking a hold of their face. They almost kissed them but only inhaled the golden steam coming from the freckled male's mouth.
"Stop playing around, Limit!" 12am shouted, pulling Daichi onto a shadow that looked suspiciously like a panther. "We have to get you out of here before more nightmares show up!"
9am was hovering nearby, panic in their voice as they yelled, "12am, what are you going?! We have to go!"
12am ignored 9am and got on the panther-like shadow as well.
"Hang on tight, this shadow moves fast." Daichi nodded, holding onto 12am as they shouted, "Volex!"
The world was a blur as Daichi and 12am sped away. Daichi cracked open one eye and looked back towards the clocked figure. The person's hood was removed and Daichi could see their face clearly. Silver hair, a mole next to their left eye. The only thing that was different was that they were twitching, their left eye reduced to a black orb as black tears dripped down their cheek. Their golden arrows were jerky and their movements were trembling.
Daichi didn't notice 12am look back at him, their suspicion being confirmed. 'I knew you didn't belong to me or 9am...'
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"...You're attached to 3am." 12am said as soon as they had entered an office. They had turned away and was checking something on a glowing screen.
"Was that him? What was he doing?" Daichi asked, confused.
"That was 3am and they just protected you from a nightmare." 9am explained from where they were sitting on a moon-shaped sofa that was suspended from the ceiling. "3am is a part of our watch."
"We all have different shifts we're supposed to work. Mine is at 12am." 12am said, sitting on the table before pointing back at 9am. The orange haired teen was lying on the sofa, sparkles around their head as they waved at Daichi. "That one's shift is at 9am and these are our only identifiers."
'Is he alright?' Daichi thought, looking at 9am's antics.
"There are twenty-four of us. One for each hour." 12am continued to explain, ignoring 9am. "Whoever is on the clock for that hour monitors or checks in on the dreams of their Limits. Whatever hour we're best at monitoring is the hour that we watch. Some of the worst nightmares occur at 3am and 3am is the best of us at handling them."
Daichi stared up at the numbers that had appeared in middair, trying to wrap his head around all the information he had received in the past hour.
"As far as I know, we do not dream nor do our bodies function like a Limit's. We only exist to secure the dreams of Limits." 12am said, looking at one of their limits.
Daichi could see what was on the glowing tablet, the words 'Limit 229' and 'Kenma Kozume (1887)' appearing with a picture of a teen with long black hair and a bored expression.
"For now, here in the Midnight Palace, you should be pretty safe..." 9am said, rolling over on their stomach to look at Daichi. "...But whatever happens outside is scary. Nightmares can smell Limits."
"I still don't know what a 'Limit' is. If it's that dangerous, I'll stay in here-" Daichi started to say but he was cut off by 12am.
"Bright idea, but there's just one problem with that." They said, spinning around and getting rid of the glowing screen with a snap of their fingers. "You're a 'Limit' because you're physically not able to exist here. Yet, here you are. Now your body has a limited amount of time before it succumbs to it's coma."
"Then what do I have to do?" Daichi asked, urgency in his voice.
"Oh that? It's simple." 12am (dramatically) pointed at Daichi's shirt, which had the number 24 written on it. "All you have to do is find a way to wake up before that countdown reaches zero."
(Time Master A/N: ...talk about pressure)
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Time Master A/N:
At the brink of dawn the chores will be done,
though stick to the midday if you wish to have fun.
Or fall into dusk to cloud your regrets,
and be haunted by midnight, which knows all secrets.
