Hey everybody! this is my first fan-fiction, so i hope you like it. Before i continue, i must say one thing. PITCH BLACK IS MINE! Im soooooo in love with him. There i said it. Im in love with an animated character. Dont judge. Great now you think im a phsyco. whatever...anyhoo, please feel free to critique and or criticize. im a tough girl, i can take it. (i hope). Soooo, without any further distractions, here's The Nightmare King!
Taylors P.O.V
I couldn't move. I was frozen in place, permanently staring across the rolling hills of light green grass that spread out before me, seeming to go on for miles. Everything was tinted grey, making the would- be beautiful scene seem muted and dull. Suddenly, a girl with pure blonde hair a little ways past her shoulders materialized in front of me. She had warm brown eyes and pale skin, a look of contentment plastered to her face. Lucy. My best friend in the whole world. She had stood by me for as long as i could remember, comforting me, being my rock, my only solace in the world, especially when my brother had died. I stared at her, trying to reach out to her, to say something, but i couldn't. I wasn't able to do anything but watch, and as i did, i saw trendils of black sparkling sand start to slowly wind up her arms and legs. I knew immediately that she was in danger. I dont know how, i just knew. I guess its one of those things that happens in nightmares that you cant explain. I tried to scream, tried to warn her, but she couldn't hear me, she couldn't see me. Her eyes widened in alarm at the sight of the sand. She shrieked and tried to scrape it off, but it was no use. It wound up and around her body, slowly engulfing her, and raising her into the air. She screamed in pain and clawed at her eyes as they went from soft brown to pitch black. Her bright golden hair darkened to ebony, and a shimmering black sand strapless dress replaced her jeans and green T-shirt. Tears streamed down my face as i watched her transform. I wanted to help her so badly, but i was still frozen in place, screaming her name. As soon as she was finished changing, she slowly lowered to the ground and collapsed in a heap, unmoving. Suddenly, i could move again. I ran forward and flung myself on top of her, taking her face in my hands and turning it towards me, only to find that she was dead. "...no..." I whispered, shaking my head. I sobbed for what felt like hours, saying her name over and over. The best friend that anyone could ever have, gone, just like that. Then i heard a voice coming from all around me. A mans voice. It was silky, smooth, and had british accent.
"Dont worry my dear,". The voice chuckled softly. "She was never really your friend. She just felt bad for you. In her eyes, you were nothing but a weak, pathetic girl, who couldn't even save her own brother." I looked around wildly for the source of my tormentor, but to no avail. Nothing but muted grey hills that rolled on for an eternity. There was no escape. "Come on Taylor," I thought to myself. "Its just a nightmare. Remember what mom said, just a little pinch and it will all go away." I pinched myself over and over, trying to wake up, but nothing happened.
" You silly girl" laughed the voice."That old trick doesn't work. Not on me. You can never get rid of me. You may feel safe in the day, but im there as well. Im always watching, waiting. And at night when the darkness is at its thickest, I will haunt you. I will follow you always, bringing you fear, diminishing your hope, crushing you wonder, and extinguishing our light."
"Stop it..." I whispered, covering my ears, realizing that he was right. There was no way i could get rid of him.
"Finally,", he crooned, as if he could read my thoughts. "My little beauty is seeing some sense. About time too. But.." the voice trailed off as is deep in thought. "Somethings not right". he finally said in a teasing voice. "Oh, i know. There's simply not enough fear...".
He stretched out that last word so blissfully, and i shivered, feeling very cold all of the sudden. Then, i looked out to the horizon and saw not green hills anymore, but a wave of black sand coming down upon me. I screamed and scrambled to my feet, trying desperately to get away. I looked back at the cloud, and seemed closer than ever. And then i heard it. Barking. Dogs. One of my greatest fears. I heard them growling and saw their shadows lunging for me, charging, drawn mad by their thirst for my blood. They were Pit Bulls and German shepherds. I started hyperventilating, and could practically feel myself being overcome with fear. I ran faster, my legs and lungs burning. The voice laughed, and this time, it sounded like he was right behind me. I turned around without stopping, scanning the shadows but I couldn't see a thing. I snapped my head forward again, just in time to see the tall dark figure that had suddenly appeared in front of me. I crashed straight into it at full speed, but it barely moved an inch. I, on the other hand did not fare so well. I fell back, hard, and landed in my tailbone, grimacing in pain. Then i felt two strong arms wrap around my waist, pinning my arms to my sides and lifting me into the air, pulling my back close to their chest. I felt sure that whoever this person was, they were the one who was making the voice. I squirmed in my abductors arms, but he had an iron grip. He laughed at my vain attempts to escape.
"Oh, you aren't really trying to leave now are you?" he said in feigning sorrow. His warm breath tickled my ear and neck, making me cringe. I had had enough, and i finally found the courage to speak.
"Why are you doing this!?" I exclaimed. "Who are you!?".
"I my dear, am the boogeyman." he replied. The he forced my head upwards towards his face. I gasped as i looked into his eyes, which were golden, and resembled an eclipse, as if his pupil were the moon, and his shining iris was the sun, peeking out from around it. His face was long and angular, and his hair was jet black and shot out in spikes at the back of his head, as if gravity didn't apply to it. His skin was grey, like ashes, and he was wearing a long black robe with a deep v-neck. He smiled at my fear, and i saw that his teeth were slightly pointed.
"And im doing this because i can. Your mine now", he growled, and with that, i fainted, collapsing into his chest.
Pitches' P.O.V.
I laughed, and shifted my dear one so that i was holding her bridal style, cradling her close to my chest, not willing to ever let her go. I breathed in the scent of her impossibly fine strands of dark brown silken hair, enjoying the smell of Tree Tea, Peppermint, and Lavender. I sighed and kissed her forehead, knowing that it was only a matter of seconds before she woke up, and our time together would be over. No sooner had this thought crossed my mind, that i felt her getting lighter that before. I looked down upon her to see that she was becoming transparent, fading back to her own world. I groaned in anguish and exasperation as i felt her literally slip through my fingers, her beautiful sleeping form melting away from me. Once she was gone, i sighed heavily and using the shadows, transported myself back to my lair. As soon as the trip was over, which had only lasted about three seconds, i stalked off towards my chambers where i kept my shard of looking glass. With this invention, i could spy on my love when i was too tired to go and see her in person, which was rare because usually, just thinking of her sent adrenaline and joy through my veins, but not tonight. I was tired of only having a few hours a week with her. I wanted more. I wanted to be with her day and night, never letting her leave my side, ever. I craved more and more of her. I needed her to be with me. I wanted nothing more than to hold her close and whisper sweet nothings to her, having her asleep on my chest as ide seen her do so often with her boyfriend Jared.
"That reminds me" i thought to myself as i paced my room, looking at my dear little one as she began to wake up. "We're going to have to do something about him now, aren't we?"
I shook my head to clear my thoughts and watched as the beautiful 15 year old i had loved for so long begin to open her eyes. And those eyes were something to look at. Blueish greenish on the outside, and gold in the pattern of the sun in the center, surrounding her pupils. Her skin was a pale fawn color, and her face splashed liberally with adorable freckles. Her hair was a deep dark chocolate hue, and was so soft it felt as though you were running your hand through water when you touched it. It reached somewhere above the center of her back, a little ways past her breasts. I knew that they weren't all that large, and she was on the skinnier side, but I liked her like that. Although, I knew for a fact that she hated it. She had spent many an afternoon telling herself how ugly she was, or how she hated being so small because she knew that all the boys at her school wanted was a girl with a figure, and sex, one of which she knew she did not have, and the other unwilling to give. They wanted pleasure, not real love. They saw her as a scrawny, small chested little girl, not someone to admire. One day, she ran home after school and cried, envious of her curvy friends and their perfect boyfriends. She told herself that no one would ever love her, and that she was completely worthless. I wanted more than anything to leap from the shadows and comfort her, telling her how much i loved her, or how perfect I thought she was, and also scold her for saying such terrible thing about herself. I had always felt hesitant to let my feeling blossom for her, but by the time she was 13, i just couldn't help it. I began visiting her every night, unable to keep myself away. And every morning as the sun crept up, i would have to summon so much effort to be able to leave her for the day, but even then, i followed her wherever the shadows were thick enough. I knew quite well how young she was, and that thought had always stopped me from presenting my love directly to her, but i couldn't wait any longer. She had caught my eye when she was only 4, and even then I had had to stop myself from coming to her every night, seeing as I didn't want to traumatize the poor girl. She had suffered under my powers for a long, long time. "A little too long". I thought to myself as I watched her stretch luxuriously, despite the tense night she had endured. My eyes softened as she yawned in the most adorable way, and I realized that it was now or never. I wouldn't be able to control myself much longer.
"Yes". I thought. "Tonight is the night. There will be no more hiding in the shadows..."
Ok everybody! Thats chapter one for ya! I hope ya'll liked it so far. Im so excited for the next few chapters. EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! (excited squeal) I cant wait to continue, and i promise that i will update as soon as possible, cause i hate waiting for updates almost as much as you guys. :) OH! Mondays and wednesdays will probably be uneventful cause i have compition team practice for ballet that lasts from 4:00 to 8:45, and then i have homework, and dinner, and more homework, (i swear sometimes i wanna strangle someone cause i dont need to learn geometry! im not gonna become an architect anytime soon!) :( if any of you guys dance, you know how im feelin! But, other than that, the other five days of the week will probably, (note the probably in that sentence...) have some postage. Ok? can we all live with that? Ok. Ta Ta guys! TTYN, Ta Ta for now! (a classic Tigger quote, (whinny the pooh people, whinny the pooh)) Hazel, OUT!