WangXian/YiZhan Oneshots And Short Stories ✔

Nightmares

(Grab your tissues because this is a sad one 😢)

A cool breeze flew through the air carrying with it the faint smell of the flowers blooming outside. The sky was a midnight blue and full of glittering stars. Light eyes gazed out of a window, feeling the breeze upon his cheek, and up at the sky looking deep in thought. The eyes were unblinking and reflected the sparkling stars above them.

Lan Zhan heard the slightest rustle from behind him and turned around, moving his gaze from the sky above to the figure lying upon the bed opposite him. A small frown made its way onto his face as he looked on at the figure; his heart felt a slight pang.

Wei Ying was fast asleep as he had been for days after receiving an injury to his stomach during a night hunt recently. His face was pale and his body stiff, as if moving or even breathing was too much pain. On the outside he looked unconscious and almost dead, but inside he was in screaming in agony.

The bad energy radiating from his husband caused Lan Zhan's frown to deepen, making him walk over to the younger. He sat down quietly on the end of the bed and pressed the back of his hand onto Wei Ying's forehead. It was burning up, opposing his pale skin, and a thin layer of sweat covered his body. He pulled his hand away when the other stirred underneath him and groaned in agony. As the minutes passed, Wei Ying grew more restless and starting groaning more. Lan Zhan realised that he was having a nightmare.

/In Wei Ying's head/

He looked over the field and his eyes widened in horror as what greeted him filled him with despair. Everyone he cared for was lying dead upon the field. Their eyes were open and empty and their bodies bloody and mangled. With a cry, Wei Ying rushed down to the field and ran between every single body hoping that someone was alive. The faces became more anguished as he travelled on: Jiang Cheng, Jiang YanLi, Jin Ling, A-Yuan, Wen Qing, Wen Ning... Lan Zhan.

At the sight of his soulmate's corpse lying twisted and coated red at his feet, his legs gave way and he collapsed onto his knees. With trembling fingers, he turned Lan Zhan's body onto his back and gave a grievous sob. His whole front was covered in wounds from stabs to cuts to gashes to burns to welts. Wei Ying seemed to cry and scream out Lan Zhan's name for hours until he felt a shadow loom over his back.

Shaking in sorrow, he turned around only to see his senior sister staring down at him through pupil-less eyes and torn and filthy clothes around her zombie-like frame. Ever so slowly her arm raised until she was pointing straight at Wei Ying.

"This is your fault. Your fault! Your fault!" she screamed relentlessly at him. He tried to apologise and say that he was sorry. He cried how he didn't want any of them to die he just wanted to do right by the world and help his family. He begged for forgiveness but Jiang YanLi didn't stop looking at him with those heartless and merciless eyes...

/With Lan Zhan/

"No! I'm sorry... I'm sorry... please..." Wei Ying continued to mutter. Lan Zhan tried waking up Wei Ying but nothing was working. He shook his shoulder and played his music and even shouted a few times but Wei Ying wasn't waking up. His physical body was weak and his mind was lost in whatever horrors were consuming him. He looked on helplessly as he begged for him to wake up.

His soulmate needed to wake up.

"Wei Ying..."

/In Wei Ying's head/

All of a sudden the ground gave a lurch and Wei Ying stumbled and fell onto his side. The air around him turned thick and poisonous and the sky and any light seemed to disappear. He was surrounded completely by darkness. Thick, frightening darkness. Slowly it dawned on him where he was and he begged to anyone who was listening to come and save him: