"No, this can't be happening!" Hammy yelled as he watched something dark surround RJ like a whirlwind. It was his nightmare, Hammy's nightmare. Everything the dark touched had turned into a twilight reality of what was once their home. The trees were becoming dead and hard as stone as the grass was replaced with a cold rough terrain. The sun was gone and replaced with a gray and stormy sky so that not even the stars and moon were visible. Their home had become a wasteland, even worse; there was no sign of everyone else anywhere. It was just RJ, Hammy, and the dark. RJ suddenly collapsed to the ground in front of him.

"RJ, RJ come on, I'm here, just hang on…" Hammy felt he could stand up and resist the gusts of wind coming out of nowhere but only fell on RJ attempting to do so. "Are you ok? What's wrong?" Hammy said getting back to his feet. RJ twitched slightly and began to get up slowly too.

"Hammy…I…I'm sorry, but…you did this…." RJ mumbled under his breath as he stared at the ground covering his eyes. Hammy felt something sharp hit him in the chest but couldn't see what it was; it was an invisible pain coming from within him. Hammy began to breathe heavily trying to gasp for air as RJ began to hold his hand tight.

"Hammy…what's wrong…?" "Your chest is hurting…tell me…why?" RJ was looking bizarre now, his face kept distorting in weird ways as he talked to Hammy.

"RJ I can't tell you…" Hammy whispered "Why..?" RJ replied in a soft tone "Are you afraid?" he said again "Afraid…of…me..?"

"No, I'm not afraid of you but I…I…" Hammy was stopped by RJ who held Hammy's hand tight, almost painfully and looked deeply at him and whispered "You…love…me…?" in his ear which caused Hammy to shiver.

"I know what's wrong now, your chest is hurting, Hammy, do you know why?" RJ asked as he pointed at it. Hammy looked down at his chest and was terrified of what he saw happening. His chest was bleeding slowly and his white fur was becoming stained. What happened next freaked him out even more; RJ lunged at Hammy and sunk his canine teeth right into his shoulder. After a few seconds he pulled away and began licking the wounds "Do you still love me…?" RJ said as a lightning bolt scorched the sky. When the lightning stopped, Hammy noticed RJ was gone, the trees and sky were normal, and also, that he was awake. Hammy began to cry almost immediately as he awoke, he couldn't help it after all, this nightmare was worse than some of the last ones he had.

Hammy wanted it to end, but it wouldn't. Any attempt he made to wish away his own fears brought them back twice as worse. Hammy looked up at the tree RJ was still sleeping in and decided he wanted to at least be nearer to him. So he got comfortable right next to the trunk of the whole thing and did what he could to fall asleep. There was only one thought In Hammy's head: "I don't know if I'll stop feeling this way about you but…I don't want to. I don't know if these nightmares will keep getting worse but they have to stop. Whether it's a good or bad night RJ, I always think of you…good…night…" Hammy mumbled as he fell back into a sleepy slumber. Little did Hammy know, he wasn't the only one having nightmares.

"What happened to everything?" RJ said as he stared at the annihilated place he use to call his home. Everything was torn apart: the log where they kept food and the hedge was practically shriveled to nothing. Not only was that but everything else was destroyed too. It was very similar to Hammy's dream except for one thing.

"Where is everyone? Verne? Stella? ….Hammy…?" as RJ began to wonder off and search for them and suddenly felt something weird hit come over him. It was a chill, one that went from his ears to the end of his tail. He froze where he stood and slowly turned to look behind him. There was nothing. He scanned the surrounding bushes, nothing.

"Is someone there?" RJ called out to nobody.

"Why did this happen? What happened? There my friends…no…they were my…" RJ said taking in the feeling of loss with a deep breath. "Family?" RJ heard someone say. RJ looked for whoever was there but still saw nothing. The weather was surprisingly calm except a sudden drop in the temperature which quickly made RJ more nervous and alert.

"RJ…don't kid yourself…you used everyone and now you call them your family? You're pathetic, or at least you were once before." The voice said again.

"Shut up! I know what I was but now things are…different…different for the better!" RJ yelled back defiantly. The wind was beginning to howl as it slowly blew past RJ and the trees in steady gusts. RJ was preparing for anything at this point, even if that thing was a fight.

"RJ…do you know what it's like losing everything? At that moment before your eyes everything you didn't want to happen did anyways?" the voice said in a crisp eerie voice.

"Of course I do! I watched my friends get taken away and I saved them because they were everything to me!" RJ was yelling in a quieter but more serious tone now. He felt his fur stand on end as a sense of fear overtook him, he felt like he was being watched, like something was 2 inches away from him. RJ turned to find nothing there once again.

"Of course you know by now, but do you know the satisfaction of taking away everything?" RJ heard the unknown voice whisper in his ear.

"What? Satisfaction, from what?" Losing what I cared for?" RJ was confused at this point and struggled at what this invisible being was getting at.

"Of course you know the satisfaction what was I thinking, you've taken away everything more than once, from more than one person."

This threw RJ off greatly and it began to put his mind in a slight haze trying to focus on two things at once.

"You took everything from me…and NOW I'LL TAKE EVERYTHING YOU CARE FOR AND YOUR LIFE WITH IT!" RJ felt what could only be described as cold razor sharp iron being stabbed into his back. RJ fell face down in hissing pain struggling to get to his feet and evade whatever had hit him.

He turned over only and saw something nearly hit him directly and pulled back to escape most of the incoming blow to his face leaving his eyes and muzzle slightly scratched. The fur of his black mask around his eyes was now tattered and scraped which prevented RJ from being able to see clearly. All he saw was a dark figure standing over him with a lust for blood in its eyes as it swiped at him again.

RJ tried clawing at it but it seemed to go right through his shadowy attacker leaving him completely defenseless now. "RJ you will get what you deserve! THIS!" RJ saw and felt something quickly and sharply crash into his chest and knock the air out of him all at once. RJ's vision began to blur in a circle as he felt his heartbeat and body slow down. RJ fell slowly and collapsed to the ground next to his attacker. He looked up to see the blurred face of someone that made RJ almost gasp.

"…vi…Vincent…you…bastard…" RJ said breathing heavily. As some of his own blood began to choke him, RJ looked at the grey thundering sky above him that showed no sign of life or light at the moment and watched as it faded behind his eyes just like everything else that surrounded him. "WHOA!" RJ panted heavily as he awoke from his nightmare sweating slightly.

"Another nightmare?" That has to be the worst one so far, well not really… Hammy wasn't in that one." RJ sighed as he looked down to the base of the tree and saw Hammy still sleeping quietly on the ground below him. It was still dark outside; RJ figured the sun wasn't going to rise for at least 6 hours and tried to think of a way to ignore his nightmare and fall back asleep.

"Ok...it was just a nightmare, I should just go back to sleep." RJ started to feel relaxed as his eyes began to get heavier and heavier until he drifted off asleep again. Meanwhile, on the ground below, Hammy opened his eyes and looked up at RJ above him.

"What am I gonna do? I can't keep pretending to sleep every time I have a nightmare about RJ!" Hammy said to himself. Hammy couldn't go a night without having a nightmare about RJ; then again he couldn't sleep without having a nice dream about him either.

"I wonder if I can just, tell him about the nightmare and maybe…the dream." Hammy was suddenly happier just from thinking about it. The dream that he enjoyed so much, it went through his mind for a split second before he fell back asleep as well.

"What now?" RJ opened his eyes to a familiar scene; everything was covered in darkness and twilight again. The moon was blood red and as lightning began to flash it disappeared behind a cloud shaped like a skull. RJ looked down and saw that Hammy was gone, as well as everyone else.

"Hang on, this is where...gah!" RJ held tightly onto the tree as it begin to quake underneath him.

"What's going on!?" RJ frantically held onto the tree tightly nearly scratching all of the bark off one of its branches. The tree had stopped shaking for a second giving RJ a sense of relief, until thorns began to grow spontaneously from the trees bark. When they began growing close to his claws he knew he'd have to let go and fall.

"Here goes nothing!" RJ gulped and let go of the tree. He was able to escape the fall unhurt but that didn't help him deal with the bizarre situation any better than he would've if he had a concussion.

"WHY DOES THIS KEEP HAPPENING!?" RJ yelled at the top of his breath as he gripped his head in anxiety. A feeling of uneasiness came over RJ; it didn't bother him much though. The wind caused small debris and something else flying towards RJ. What felt like a piece of paper hit him in the face, when he turned it over RJ saw that it was a picture. It was a picture of him alone when he was a pup.

"Whoa…Weird…" RJ looked closely at the picture and immediately realized that he wasn't alone; he felt this exact feeling when he was attacked before. He had little time to think before something rammed against his spine leaving him with a pain in his chest. He was able to catch himself on all fours but felt himself being pushed to the ground. RJ remained still hoping it would end soon but it didn't, the fur on the back of his neck was being tugged on to pull his head up.

"Get up you good for nothing coward..." Someone said behind him. RJ didn't want to argue and slowly stood back up as he felt his fur being let go of. "Look at me…I want you to see me before I do this to you…" RJ didn't know what to think and turned his around with his eyes half closed. When he looked up, what he saw would terrify him.

"Hello RJ…" a blurry figure said to him laughing. The very person who he figured would be Vincent attacking him was in fact someone else "You're…." RJ was so freaked, he couldn't even talk. "What's wrong? Did I surprise you? Good…Now…I'll finish this…" RJ watched the nightmare in front of him pick up a golf club and swing it straight into his ribs.

"THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU CAN'T KILL THE PAST RJ!" yelled the silhouette standing over him. RJ felt himself go numb, he couldn't believe what was happening, something that should've been forgotten, was back, and even worse, was killing him. The setting around him dissipated like a vapor as he woke from what was a mix of his memory and his nightmare.

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