Worst Fear- critfail nightmare {Vampire the Masquerade}

Critical Fail-1/10

Critical fail dream #1 

Sleeping recently has been unpleasant at best, downright tournament at worst. He's gotten used to Jolting awake from these scenes of horror, but they still phase him every time. Tonight was no exception. As he drifts off too drained to even think of trying to stay awake all the darkness just creeps up from that back of his mind to haunt him...

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Monster...monster...monster...

The word just repeats through the darkness until. 

"ADAM!" a ruler slaps onto the desk in front of him jolting him awake. He looks around startled. He's in his old religion class. His classmates are all sitting around him but something.. Something is wrong. He's in his school uniform but he doesn't look like himself.. At least his old self. He has his thinner frame and long hair. He looks at his hands and legs scrunching his eyebrows together, he then looks back up to the teacher and his old classmates. 

When he makes eye contact with them he flinches in his chair pushing himself back his eyes welling with fear.

They all are staring at him with glowing red irises, everyone now standing and facing him. 

"Monster... Monster... Monster..." They all chant in sync Over and over again. the world starts to spin and melt around Izzy, he grips his head squeezing his eyes shut as he stands to try and back away from everyone. 

"Shut up.. Shut up!" 

they all follow as he backs away their chanting becoming more insistent and louder. 

Izzy soon finds himself backed into a corner and he shakes his head opening His eyes again. "No.. I'm.. I'm not the monster. You are! You all are!"

The chants increase louder their bodies closing in on him. 

His chests starts to well with panic and he shakes his head gripping the hair by his ears tighter, he can feel it inside of him, its ready to take control...

He finally snaps opening his eyes them bleeding to black. 

"Shut up!!" He screams and swipes his hand at the student in front of him it ripping through them effortlessly like a knife. He starts clawing and attacking each student in the class one by one. Biting and clawing every last one. When the carnage finally settles he's he's covered in blood bodies surrounding him. Then the background melts completely away and shifts. 

Its the hospital, his room in the hospital, he's wearing the cruddy garbe they give them and.. blood..blood is everywhere but only one body lays in front of him now, the orderly, the one he killed. He lets out a choked gasp and he backs away. 

"Adam..." A familiar voice calls out from the doorway behind him, he turns quickly to see his sire standing there, looking with an expression that is.. Unfamiliar. But the boy doesn't care, he quickly runs to the older man and clings to his shirt Staring up at him with wide eyes. 

"Bradbury! You need to help me... I don't-"

His words get cut off as a sharp slap sends him to the ground. He stares at the ground next to him wide eyed in shock, this moment only lasts a second before Bradbury reaches down and grabs him by the throat lifting him off the ground. 

"You useless brat, why are you always such a nuisance?" 

Izzy pulls at Bradburys arm only able to choke out a weak. "W-what?" The world starts to melt around them again 

Bradbury shakes his head letting out a disappointed sigh. "Why did I even create you?" 

An overwhelming knot of disbelief builds within Izzy taking over him. As the world completely melts away it rebuilds again turning now into their home in America, His clothes shifting into ones he normally wears as well. 

Bradbury squeezes his throat tighter 

Making Izzy wince in pain. 

"Maybe I should put you out of my misery..." With his free hand he summons a gun made entirely of silver. He smirks at it before looking back at Izzy, almost seeming to enjoy the fear filling his eyes. 

"This should work on you, now that you are the abomination that you are.*" He presses it to Izzy's forehead. Izzy's eyes widen and he starts to struggle more. 

"G-Geoffrey please this isn't you...**" 

Bradbury simply smiles at him, Izzy knows this smile, its just like... Doyle's. He shakes his head slightly looking at him with pleading eyes, the ones he knows his sire usually can't resist trying anything to get to him.

"Please.. Snap out of it.."

Bradbury just chuckles at him before he pulls the trigger

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 But, before the gun can go off Izzy bolts up in his bed blood dripping from his skin like sweat, hyperventilating despite not needing to breath. He stares wildly at the room before he lurches forward gripping his stomach and mouth the events of the dream just racing through his head. Then blood rushes up his throat and into his hand as he vomits blood onto himself and the bed. He shakes violently completely unable to calm himself down the dream shaking him to his very core. 

*Izzy recently has been experimented on and is now part, lupine, tremer, gangrel, and unknown dark magic

**Geoffrey would never treat him this way, he cares for him far too much.