Title: The Dreamcatcher
Author: dem bones
Genres: Romance/Fantasy
Pairing: Nightmare/Frisk/Dream
Summary: There is a legend involving two mythical entities: Dream and Nightmare. Both in charge of regulating people's dreams and by extension their power. One day, Nightmare becomes tainted by darkness and is sealed in the moon. 1000 years pass and Dream tasks the Dreamcatcher in disposing of his brother for good. Will Frisk be able to complete his task or will she be destroyed.
Warnings: OOC AU Sans though does it really need to be said if Dream and Nightmare are separate entities from Sans. They might as well be OCs at this point. This does not follow the lore established from the original, I'm doing my own thing with this, So when I say OOC AU Sans I mean Nightmare and Dream are out of character, lots of OCs, contains dub-con, character death, slash, femmeslash, implied steamy bits, harem fic, monster/human relationships, Frisk is 18 or older.
Disclaimer: I do not own Undertale. I do not own Nightmare or Dreamtale Sans. That honor belongs to Jokublog.
Chapter 1:
There was a castle in the middle of Pandora, a region of the planet earth within an alternate dimension embedded in the Bermuda Triangle.
It was also the place where aliens known as the mages lurked. The castle was home to seven mages: Sigourney, Aldwyn, Sykes, Carlyle, Sealey, Candice and Corliss.
Aldwyn who was the leader of the wizards was known for having premonitions. It so happened that Sigourney, a female wizard with long blonde hair, who was in charge of gathering everyone in the meeting room noticed he was missing.
The other wizards were already seated in the banquet hall as Sigourney ran inside looking frantic.
"Where is Aldwyn?"
"Probably in his bedroom meditating," Sealey, a blond bearded wizard supplied.
"He never takes this long. I'm a little worried. Something must have happened," Sigourney said. "I'll go check up on him."
She ran to his rooms upstairs into the far room at the end of the hall bursting in.
An old man with greyish brown hair was tossing and turning in his bed.
"Aldwyn! Aldwyn, wake up."
He moaned in his sleep.
"Please, stop."
Sigourney tried to shake him awake.
Aldwyn screamed.
She wrapped her arms around him trying to console him.
"Aldwyn, it's alright. It was just a nightmare."
Aldwyn panted, sobbing softly.
After sometime he had finally calmed down.
"Not quite."
"What do you mean?"
"I had a premonition about the destruction of this world. There is a person who receives unfathomable and irrefutable power who becomes responsible for the dire circumstances of the future. No one survives this catastrophe."
"That's awful."
"I fear for this future. I must tell the others about this."
Aldwyn got up and wrapped himself in his purple robes following Sigourney downstairs.
"The destruction of everything we know? What does it matter? None of this even concerns us," Carlyle, a wizard with short brown hair spoke.
"Perhaps but there is something I want to protect. The way this world works, where anything imaginable can become reality is not something that was obtainable in this world prior to our arrival. We bent these rules so everyone living here could be happy. I'm not willing to put that to waste."
"So we create monsters who regulate the worlds' power?" Carlyle asked.
"Not quite. This person in my dream is influenced by a specific person in their life. They are in charge of leading this person on that path. I'm sure only this is the only person that can influence their path in the right direction."
"So we create monsters based off this design?"
"No, it's easier if only two of us create them. I think it is only fair that Carlyle be the one responsible for creating the other monster."
"Carlyle?" Sigourney asked. "But he's so young."
"Don't you think he's a little inexperienced?" Sealey asked.
"Sigourney i'd ask you to perform this task but your magic hasn't exactly been working well for you has it?" Aldwyn said.
Sigourney frowned.
"Carlyle is the only other wizard who has complete mastery over void magic and is powerful enough to create magical constructs."
"I agree. Only someone with these abilities would be successful with the intention Aldwyn has in mind," Carlyle said.
The other wizards look skeptical.
"With aspects of that person's personality. They will also be in charge of filtering out the dark and light powers created by the people of this world."
'Clever idea, Aldwyn. If a monster was capable of absorbing all the darkness in this world, they'd have unfathomable power. With that power I could be unstoppable and no one would look down at me for being so weak.'
Aldwyn collected Carlyle for the ritual which was arranged to be conducted in the Ceremonial room on the first floor.
All the arrangements had been made.
"Carlyle, I'll seen the design of the monster in your head. Let me know when you are ready."
Carlyle closed his eyes as Aldwyn raised two fingers on his left hand and placed them on his forehead.
He saw a picture of a short skeleton with large dark eye sockets with tiny white pupils, their aura was cool and chill almost giving the impression of someone who was laid back.
Carlyle concentrated on forming the monster.
'Give this monster the ability to absorb darkness.'
A circular reddish purple light appeared in front of them and magic silhouettes of skeletons appeared out of the circle.
"Marvelous," Aldwyn exclaimed.
The magic vanished revealing two skeletons. One of them wore a moon halo while the other one wore a sun halo. The skeleton with the moon halo wore black robes and a long blue cape while his brother wore a long yellow cape with cyan robes.
They both turned and opened their eyes glancing at their creators.
"Who are you?"
Aldwyn popped up.
"I am Aldwyn and this is my colleague, Carlyle."
The skeleton with a sun halo smiled.
"Nice to meet you."
The skeleton with the moon halo was silent.
"I guess your friend is a little shy, huh?" Aldwyn piped up.
"Why are we here?"
"We are the ones who created you."
"Why did you create us?"
"You were created to make happiness."
The skeleton with the moon halo frowned, finally deciding to speak.
"Then what was I created for?" he asked..
Aldwyn frowned.
"You were created to absorb darkness," Carlyle said.
The skeleton smiled.
Several days passed as the skeletons adjusted to the company of the other wizards.
Aldwyn had reserved a guest bedroom for the two skeletons.
The skeleton with the sun halo usually got up early in the morning to eat breakfast downstairs.
One particular day he caught Sigourney cooking something in a pot in the kitchen.
"What are you doing?" he asked.
"Cooking?"
"Why?"
"Usually you got to cook something in order to eat it," Sigourney supplied.
"Why?"
"Well some things can give you diseases if you don't cook it thoroughly."
"Then why eat?"
"It's what we need to survive, to exist. If we don't eat we can die."
"I don't understand."
"How would you feel if you weren't around."
"I guess I'd feel a little sad but if we were created for the purpose then I wouldn't regret it."
"Oh."
"Do I need to eat?"
"No, as a magic construct you only need magic to survive."
"Magic, huh?"
"Would you like me to teach you how to cook?"
"Sure."
"If our masters don't need magic to survive why did they create us? I mean they also can use magic right? If my only purpose is to create happiness what happens after that?"
"That may be the reason you were created but it doesn't mean it's your only purpose. You are a construct that can make it's own decisions based on the world around you."
"How?"
"I can't tell you that. Some things you need to discover for yourself."
"Then what is my purpose to you?"
"Just be yourself. Do what comes natural to you and I'll be happy."
One evening, the skeleton with the sun halo dropped by Aldwyn's quarters in the evening.
"Master?"
"What is it?"
"I've been wondering this for quite some time. Why do you refer to each other by names? You're all mages right?"
"Names are something that are special to us. It's how others tell us apart."
"Oh. Am I that special?"
"Of course you are."
"Do I have a name then?"
Aldwyn seemed to contemplate it for a moment.
"How about Dream?"
The skeleton frowned.
"Why Dream? Isn't my purpose to bring happiness? A dream isn't always happy."
"A dream however isn't confined by one meaning but rather is defined by the person who possesses it. A rather fitting name for someone like you," Aldwyn said.
"I guess."
After training with Aldwyn, Dream headed back to his room. The other skeleton had returned much earlier.
"So how was your day today?" he asked.
"Great I guess," Dream said. "You might be able to enjoy it better if you actually talked to people. This reclusive behavior of yours isn't doing yourself any favors."
"Do you think the others even like me? Master says that I was created to absorb the darkness of this world. I've been listening to what the others say about how this darkness will lead to destruction. What happens after the darkness is gone for good? What happens to me? At least you were built for happiness."
Dream grinned smugly.
"I wouldn't worry about that. I'm sure they'll be a purpose for a reclusive moron like you."
He smiled.
"I sure hope so."
The next morning, Sigourney dropped by their room.
"Excuse me."
Dream was sound asleep while the other skeleton was wide awake.
She seemed surprised by this.
"Are you looking for my brother?"
"Yeah, we were supposed to make breakfast today."
The skeleton got up to rouse his brother.
"Ugh, knock it off."
"Get up, someone wants to see you."
Dream groaned. He opened one eyesocket.
"Oh, it's you."
"I was hoping to wake you up so we can fix breakfast together."
"My name is Dream," he said. "My master gave me that name. Call me that please."
The other skeleton frowned.
"Oh sorry. Dream do you want to make breakfast with me?"
Dream smiled.
"Sure."
He joined Sigourney and they went downstairs.
Later that evening, while Dream was asleep his brother snuck in.
He groaned as he opened his eyes.
"Why are you out so late?" Dream asked.
"I was training with my master."
"How did that go?"
"Good I suppose. So your master calls you Dream, huh?"
Dream narrowed.
"Yeah, you jealous?"
"Nah, why would I be?"
He went to bed.
This routine had gone on for quite some time. Dream was beginning to notice something strange as the days passed his brother was becoming enveloped by a black gaseous substance.
"What's the matter with you?" Dream asked one day.
"I don't know."
"What have you been doing?"
"Just been doing whatever my master has been telling me. What's it to you?"
Dream looked taken aback.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
His brother seemed to catch on to what he'd been saying.
"I'm sorry. I guess I've just been on edge lately."
"Well, relax. Maybe you can take a few days off of training. I mean you're already pretty smart for someone so dull-headed."
With optimism that things would go back to how they were before, Dream fell asleep.
The next evening, Dream returned to his master for more training.
"Is something bothering you, Dream?"
"No. What makes you think that?"
"You wore a silly face."
Dream felt his face heat up.
"Wh-What?"
Aldwyn chuckled.
"Nah, you are my creation made of my magic of course I'd know what you were thinking. We have that kind of bond. I know you're worried about your brother but I'm sure things will resolve themselves in time."
That evening however things had gotten much worse.
In the middle of the night, Dream was woken up by a frantic knocking on his door.
"Ugh, what is it for crying out loud?"
Outside the door was his brother completely covered by a black oozing substance. The only sign of his brother's former identity was his brother's silhouette and his left eye which glowed a light blue color.
He looked sad and distraught.
"What's the matter?"
"I killed them."
"What? Killed who?"
"Sigourney, Sykes, Aldwyn, Candice, Corliss, Sealey, they are all dead. Dream, what do I do?"
He looked shaken up muttering under his breath.
"They're dead, they're dead."
"Just calm down, relax. We'll get through this."
Dream reached for him.
His brother repelled him before he could get too close.
"You think this is my fault, don't you?"
"No of course, not. What happened?"
"My master told me to absorb the darkness but everything was beginning to become foggy and murky. He told me to kill everyone and I couldn't stop it. The darkness had become too strong. It makes it too hard to think."
"I'll help you."
"Okay."
Dream joined him as his brother lead him to his master.
As they were heading to his home, Dream spotted his master outside his door.
Dream pushed his brother into behind some bushes as they peered on him.
Aldwyn was in terrible condition. He was clutching the side of his stomach where there appeared to be a bloody gash. Cuts littered his face as well.
He knocked on the door. Carlyle opened it.
"Oh so you finally showed up."
"That's right. It was clear who was responsible for the destruction. It was your plan to overthrow us wasn't it? That's why you used your construct to perform your plans. It would have been flawless too only you seem to forget that a construct shares the senses of it's caster. Dream shares my brain, my eyes, my nose and my ears."
"Yet you are still sufficiently injured. I guess I did a number on you still, you old fool."
Within seconds the two were dueling.
Aldwyn teleported them out in a more open area.
Dream and his brother looking on in the distance.
After the long grueling battle, Aldwyn returned.
"What happened?" Dream asked.
"Carlyle is dead. He won't be around to cause destruction anymore."
Aldwyn stumbled on his feet. Dream caught him.
"Are you alright?"
"I was gravely injured in our spar. I'm afraid I won't last any longer with my injuries."
"What are you saying, master?" Dream asked.
"I have made a grave error in creating you two. We were not ready to possess your power and because of it I've lost my best friends."
"So you're destroying us?"
"No, I have no intention of destroying you for the ignorance of an old fool. You will be around to keep an eye on this world."
"And me?"
"You?" Aldwyn asked. "I'm afraid it's even more dangerous if you decide to stick around. It would be easy to use your powers for destruction. We must find away to prevent others from using your powers."
"Didn't you create Dream for that?"
"Dream is too weak to purify the darkness in your soul. No, the only way to do this is to seal your powers until Dream is strong enough to neutralise your darkness."
Aldwyn closed his eyes.
A bright violet circle appeared below the black oozing skeleton. He vanished in a pillar of light that lead to the moon.
"Where did he go, master?" Dream asked.
"I sealed him within the moon. 1000 years should be long enough for you to build up your powers. Please use that time wisely to develop a normal life outside this and become stronger."