Ultimatum (A Sanders Sides Descendents fan fic)

Nightmares

Remy POV:

I really don't remember exactly what happened in the hallway, I was fighting with brainiac in the hallway about coming in, I kinda snapped and then, nothing, absolutely nothing. It's like my mind went blank. The only thing I remember was that Medusa(the two-headed snake) was wrapped around me and she hissed that Virgil fell back asleep and was having another nightmare. I think I muttered 'shit' or 'fuck' but it all happened kinda quickly, so I don't really remember. I am sitting next to Virgil as he thrashes and whimpers. I sit at the edge of his bed, closing my eyes and focusing on his aura. Something is blocking my way into his dream. Ughh this is making it so hard to get into his dreams. "Remus, I need you to hold Vee down," he sends me a small nod, walking up to the bed, he places his arms on Virgil's, with him struggling to move, Remus pulls him into a hug, calming him down even more. I place two of my fingers onto his forehead and close my eyes. I'm shot into a void of darkness seeing terrors plaguing his mind. From the back, they look like black inky substances, but in the front, they take the shape of a person or object. I hear a scream and I snap my head around to find the source 'Damnit Vee, just hang on, please'. Bending down to the ground I place my hand onto the ground, I really hope this work, if it doesn't, we are so fucking screwed. With my free hand, I slip my glasses off and tuck them into my shirt. My eyes swirl with a golden light as my pulses and dimmed gold that glows brighter by the second. white cracks into the black abyss, threatening to shatter the land. A few of the terrors get sucked into the cracks while others continue to roam around, Shit, they seem to be even stronger over on this side of the barrier. One large crack leads all the way through the black to a small burg of black. 'Bingo', I take my glasses from my shirt and place them beside my hand, the rims glow to the color of my hand. Removing my hand, I step back a little. That should hold it long enough for me to get Virgil and get back. I rush down the white, cracked pathway, only after a few minutes of rushing down a slowly dimming path, I'm met with the sight of shouting terrors around a cowering Virgil, shaking with tears and pleas falling upon their deaf ears. Reaching into the crack I pull out a shimmering golden dagger made of the blood of the sweet, innocent dreams. It is a weapon only the sand people or dream walkers can use to kill terrors. I don't like killing terrors unless it's necessary. "WASSUP FUCKERS" I scream, catching the terrors' attention. In an instant, they all melt back into the inky black ground. Instantly, I find myself picking up a whimpering Virgil muttering things like 'it's ok', the occasional 'I am here', and other comforting things. The disheveled Virgil clings onto me and curls into my chest. I walk as fast as I could to my glasses and lay him down onto the circle around the glasses. Placing my hand next to the glasses, I send Virgil into a world of happy thoughts and memories, hopes, and dreams, anything in his heart's content. After he has fully gone to the other side, I picked my glasses up and placing it back on m nose, covering my eyes once again. The black takes over the cracks and I am trapped in a pit of darkness. I call the terrors out angrily and they start to form into rows in front of me. "I gave you direct orders to NOT go after Virgil, and what did you do?" I spat. A terror in the middle of the front steps up and bows before me.

"We went after Virgil," it shakily said, shivering before me. "Jeremiah threatened us and said he would destroy each and every one of us if we didn't." It dipped it's head even lower. I let out a small sigh.

"That fucking son of a bitch, next time he comes, someone get me instantly. I cannot tolerate that bitch of a brother." I opened my eyes and mutter a string of curses. Remus poked his head up from his resting spot on the chair he pulled up to Virgil's bed. "Where's Janus?" I ask, the annoyance is running through my veins at this point and I just need a more logical person to discuss with.

"I'm not over here," a voice joins. He slips off the couch in the middle of the room and walks over to us. "What don't you need?"

"My idiot of a brother caused this whole ordeal, do you think he is working with her?"

"that could be possible she didn't die."

"Guys VeVees up." At the sound of Remus's voice, Janus and I turn our head to Virgil's bed and he sits up and mutters a few words then collapses back onto the bed.

"Bad evening Virgil," muses Janus at his actions with a small smirk playing at his face. Virgil just lets out a groan in response while Remus just snickers.

"Virgil, hon, on a more serious note, are you ok? Or will you need me to put you to sleep?" I ask as a look of worry falls onto the faces of the others.

"No Rem, I should be good, you should get some sleep, after all, we are touring the campus tomorrow." He weakly chuckles. I feel a small smile play at my lips.

"Ok, well I'm going to bed then," I smile shaking my head then going off to my respectful bed. I collapse on my bed, the one beside Virgil's as I hear Janus and Remus talking as I drift off to sleep. I open my eyes to find I'm back in the abyss. I summon the terror that spoke to me earlier. "I want to know what nightmare you gave Virgil."

"We didn't give him anything to bad, at least we think, we had Logan, Roman, Jeremiah, and some random kids from Auradon calling him names and bullying him." It says, bowing their head respectfully.

"Thank god," I softly mutter under my breath. "Now shoo, I'm going to 'sleep' now." The terror bowed it's head and melted back into the abyss. I lay down and let the darkness overtake my vision as I dispersed into a cloud of black and golden dust, bringing dreams to the worthy and nightmares to the scum.

RANT WARNING: Another chapter out, and I'm getting really annoyed with my family and friends because every time I sit down to write or do something else I have to do something that they want me to do and my dad wonders why I have this attitude and it is for this reason, but the annoying thing is, he does this too, gets annoyed at one of us for needed him after he started something. The only problem is he gets a say in the matter but when it comes to me doing something I have to do it and get yelled at if I don't start it within 5 minutes of them asking. Also I hate how some people don't understand how when you write, when you get this flow going, it is so easy to write but when somebody interrupts it or makes you pump the brakes, it is a pain to continue writing because that flow is gone and like, I'm sorry I'm frustrated, I had a really good train of thought going and now I don't remember exactly what I wanted and I have to sit there and think. 

Wow, that actually helped, sorry for that rant, also I have two one shots currently written in the one-shot book and am working on a third one while I continue thinking about how to continue the one that is posted in here, probably going to make that an end of the month special. Peace out

-CC