Started: January 21, 2005 4:19pm

Completed: February 4, 2005 2:38pm

DISCLAIMERS: Yeah yeah, I don't own Everworld or any of the characters blah blah blah... Thought this story is mine, I am not making any money from and I will not profit from it in any way. Though I hope others like it... :)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey all, this is my first ever fanfic for ANYTHING so I understand it totally sucks and you think I should burn in hell for all eternity for publishing garbage like this but it was so very fun to write:) So yeah, flames are bad but critiquing of any kind is appreciated and also encouragement such as the following example "Oh Poet, this piece was so utterly exquisite I am breathless and will commit a horrible and tragic suicide if this is all you are going to write so please, save a life and write more!" Flames, again, will not be tolerated; I am going to warn you again about why this story is rated as it is. If you don't like the things I'm writing about then save yourself and DON'T READ ANY FURTHER! If I was to just sit here staring at the screen you wouldn't have anything to read now would you? So there, read if you wish to, here come my warnings and explanations...

RATINGS AND SUCH: READ THIS BEFORE YOU READ THE FANFIC! This fanfic is rated PG-13 or possibly NC-17 but I'm not sure because I don't know much about ratings and such so it could even be rated R for all I know. So I am warning you now, this is rated so highly because of strong sexual content and some language. There is also (this is part of the sexual content but hey, never hurts to fore-warn you) Slash, which is malemale relationships, this particular slash couple happens to be DavidChristopher. There are also some sexual indications between April and Jalill towards the end of the story. So there's my reasons read on if you will and don't forget, every author or in my case authoress ;) LOVES to receive reviews so if you happen to read this and have a bit of free time later please, use it wisely to help a young authoress in his (yes I am a male, read my profile) quest for perfection!

Thanks much to all who proceed from here! Hope this fic is enjoyable and I hope you catch the bits of humor randomly placed throughout the story.

Much love,

Poet

There is a place that shouldn't exist.

But does.

And there are creatures that shouldn't exist.

But do.

Welcome to a land where all of your

Dreams and nightmares are very real-

And often deadly.

Welcome to EVERWORLD.

Beyond the Mask of Fate

Christopher's POV

"Shut up Christopher! I'm trying to work if you hadn't noticed. Go seduce some fairy or something, just leave me alone!" David yelled at me. I hadn't even been talking; I stopped the first time he asked me to. I was just sitting there watching his face, his hands, watching him slowly kill himself. That's what he was doing, killing himself. He worked all the time, didn't eat, didn't even sleep until he passed out from exhaustion at his desk. He was Athena's boy. The General.

"What the hell did I do? I've been sitting here not talking, not humming, not even fidgeting while you have been squinting at the same freaking paper for the past half a freaking hour. What did I do that pissed you off all of a sudden? Huh? Why is it you don't yell at everyone else, why only me?" I was getting pissed at him again. "Damn it! Why do you have to be The General all the time? Why can't you be regular old David? You know, you rag on me all the time and I don't see you doing any better than me! Or any of us for that matter. You think you're that much better than us because you're Athena's pawn? God David, get real, you are just the same as us and you're going to fuck things up just the same as we do too." I stood up and stalked out, slamming the door nice and hard to add emphasis to what I had just said. David probably didn't care, didn't give a damn what I said or felt. God, why did he act like this? Because he's The General now. That's why. He's probably back there right now running his hands all over his face and through his hair then going back to staring at the same blueprint he was before. Or maybe he gave up on that one and moved on to the next one. What did he do with them? I didn't know, I watched him a lot and I still couldn't figure it out. That sounded wrong, god I'm not gay. Of course not, I chase girls all the time, in my free time in between getting faced and puking my guts out because of it. What's with these feelings all of a sudden, I have always been the heartless, rude, goof off. I also happen to be the group's very own pain-in-the-ass. Must need to get a drink, yeah, that's it. Just another night of nicely scented blurs with long hair and stumbling in the dark, falling asleep on my bathroom floor. That's how it always was here, probably always will be.

"I'll have that stuff the dude over there has." Just the same as every night.