I do not own the copyright for this, I do not have permission this is for non-profit function so yeah leave it be. August 22, 2011.

The New Sensation

Dream -1 – Stealing Sweet Dreams

Franky had just taken his bath and was dressed in his favourite pajamas (vampire pattern mothers influence) then he scurried to his bed where his mother was waiting.

"Did George give you a good bath dear" his mother said as she picked him up and placed him in bed. "Yes mommy" Franky said as she covered him up, "I like this one do you think we can keep him".

Margret laughed to herself "oh yes dear he is here for you benefit after all". Franky gave a big smiled as he said goodnight to his mother and gave her a goodnight kiss as he started to close his tired eyes.

Franky had just turned seven and since he was young he was home schooled and had play dates with some of the other children of rich mothers around the rich neighbourhood they lived in; he had many nannies that looked after him. George was the most recent one all the other ones forced him in his room, hurt him, or tried to do worse. Margret had to work to keep her families fortune at full benefit and couldn't be with him like she used to, however the nannies that treated him bad were always gone the next day never to be seen again. George was a kindly older man, not as old as Franky's mom but he was able to do things his mother used to do, like cook him lunch, play with him, help him study, and bath.

As the warmth of sleep came over Franky he thought he awoke but he was still dreaming and that's the only time he got to see his daddy and his papa. Daddy Freddy was a little scary at first but he was really funny to Franky and said a lot of things that Papa John would hit him for. Franky knew them before he knew anything else, and loved them very much. Papa John was like another mom but he was like a having a dragon for a mother with snake like features, Franky was a little less afraid of John at first but grew to love both his daddies equally.

Every time he dreamed his daddies would spend time with him, playing, talking, or just laying around doing nothing. One time Franky went into his dream and saw Papa John hitting Daddy Freddy with his hips they were behind a counter like table so he couldn't get a good look at what they were really doing. It must have been them fighting because they were pretty startled when he was suddenly there, but they still had fun. During each of his birth days they managed to send him a gift one way or another, but for a while he was wondering why they couldn't be with him when he was awake.

During that night he had the mind to ask his daddies a question he always wondered, "Daddy Freddy Papa John why aren't you there when I am awake"?

Franky was on Johns lap with his tail wrapped around him on a couch with Freddy with his arm around John. They looked at one another and Freddy seemed to be lost for words as he stood up and went to a fridge to get something to take the tension off. John distracting Franky's attention thought it was better to soften the truth a bit so taking a moment to think he answered Franky's question with deliberate care.

"Well, um son… you see we are what you would call Dream People" John said not wanting to spook the boy or be lying flat out to him. Freddy got his beer and looked at John he shook his head and sat back down on the couch, Freddy was the one who wanted to take the boy under their demonic wings as soon as he asked. However John didn't want to push their lifestyle on him so he decided when he got older he would be offered a chance to become like them but not too early as to ruin his childhood.

"Dream people"? Franky said questionably, "what are those"?

"Franky… dream people are…" John began "people who live in dreams. We can't really leave here sweet heart but we can visit people when they dream. Me and daddy knew each other before I became a dream person. So of course we uh… well fell in love dear and I decided I would want to be with him forever so I became like him so I could, not Franky we don't want to push anything on you. We want you to be happy that is why when you are older, around sixteen or fifteen then we will ask you if you want to be like us, but we don't want to make the decision to early. After all you're only young once and we don't want to ruin your child hood by making you into one of us too early because when you become like me and daddy you can't are treated differently. Now don't worry you could be in both dreams and real life as much as you want because you're special, but what we would have to do would change you and we don't want to do it when your too young to control what you can do, am I making sense dear"?

Franky didn't understand it all but he was a pretty smart kid so he said to see if he got the grasp of it, "well I don't understand all of what you said papa but I guess if I can't them I must be too young to be like you and daddy". John and Freddy smiled as they hugged their son, he was so innocent, smart, and cute they were just so proud of the kind of person he was becoming.

Freddy although wasn't too happy about Franky wanting to be a veterinarian and his innocent nature, but he still loved his son very much. After all he loved John and they both managed to create another living being into the world, so even if he wasn't doing much evil it was alright. Besides Freddy thought Franky wanted to be a vet so he could get paid to put animals to sleep. That wasn't the case but even though it would disappoint him to find out otherwise he would still love his son.

"Daddy Freddy, how did you and Papa meet"? Franky asked suddenly wondering about his parent's romantic history. The question made John uncomfortable as he squirmed in his seat; Freddy on the other hand was pretty frank about things. Especially how Franky was conceived, John wasn't too happy about that, even to that day Freddy still gets a pain in his hips from that day. "Franky, that is an interesting question, well you see I was going to kill Papa here when…" however Freddy didn't get to continue as Franky suddenly disappeared. He only got to 'I was going to….', when Franky suddenly went out of their dream world.

This worried them since he wasn't usually woken up this early unless it was an emergency, so they went into Margret's dream where she was being fucked by Dracula and being face raped by the wolf-man.

"Jesus fuck women"! Freddy exclaimed hiding his eyes with his hand, "stop dreaming that right now you sick cunt"! John being a little less disturbed managed to get a hold of his senses and make the dream go all white space (where the dream is a borderless white area with nothing there but endless white space).

"Margret, we are going to wake you up, check on Franky something happened when we were with him he suddenly woke up from our dream go to him now"! John ordered as he booted her from sleep. She woke up naked in her bed, putting on her rope she dashed out of her room down the hall to her son's bedroom. The light was on and she felt her throat tighten, then rushing in she saw Franky gone from his bed. Margret saw car lights on through her son's window; she rushed to it, to see George carrying Franky into a van driven by an accomplice.

She rushed into the main area to call the houses security.

George put the unconscious Franky on the floor of the van, as he shut the door behind him, "alright Michael lets beat it"!

Michael slammed on the gas then said as they were speeding down the driveway, "damn it Gordy if you reference me to that pedophile again I'll fucking blow your balls off and feed them to you capisce"!

"A Mike you make all Italian mobsters look like vulgar violent thugs" Gordy (formerly aliased as George) said musingly.

"Ah shut up"! Mike said and silenced the issue as he rammed down the front gate of the estate and burned tires through the upscale neighborhood Franky lived in, "oh shit" Mike said as he peered over his driver's side mirror.

"What" Gordy said, "is it the security at the mansion"?

"No it's the fucking cops Gord, that fucking boss of ours properly set us up, he said he was going to get the chief off our backs for tonight", Mike said as he did a hard left to try and cover the distance between them and the police force.

"How many are there Mike"? Gordy asked as he stopped the kid from sliding on the van floor. "Fucking the whole police force, helicopters, swat fans, fucking lights for as far as the eye can see".

"Oh fuck, shit" Gordy said as he bit his knuckles and tried to keep himself from going overboard.

"Fuck man how much can a guy get for attempted kidnapping anyway"? Gordy said jerking wildly.

Then to his horror he saw Mikes head twist around but it was all burnt to hell and he was wearing an old fedora, then in a deep cackling voice that made Gordy boil in his stomach, "eternity of pain without parole"!

The security team found the van which had somehow slowed to a stop in the middle of a deserted road just outside the neighbourhood. Franky was inside sleeping in the back wrapped in a blanket. The two kidnappers were later found a courter mile away where they apparently ran until their feet detached from their ankles causing them to bleed to death. Other marks where found on their bodies, scratches, where their bodies seemed to have been pierced through, and their finger nails seemed to have been given the bamboo treatment.

The cops never saw two guys suffer so much ever in their whole careers, however no one missed them as Franky was brought to a nearby hospital were his mother awaited for him.

Margret sat by Franky's hospital bed, he was fast asleep; he awoke when the cops found him and all the tests and examinations the doctors did tuckered him out. On the verge of tears she took consolidation with the fact that her son would be with his fathers in his dreams until he awoke. She felt so stupid hiring George the background checks, the private investigator, all those referrals that were double checked seemed so inadequate when that employee would be looking after he only son.

The doctor startled her as she entered the room, "Ms. Simons. Hello I am Doctor Trutman" she said showing off her hospital ID as if she earned the right to shove it into a scared mothers face. "Now I will start off by saying Franky is find, there was nothing wrong with him, in fact he seems unnaturally healthy for his age" the doctor said as Margret breathed out in relief upon hearing that her son was alright. The hours she was waiting for a reply she thought something might have been wrong.

"But that isn't to say there are no problems" the doctor continued as Margret looked at her with a most elicit fear on her face. "You see Ms. Simons; your son seems to have been injected with a chemical agent that destroys the nerves in the brain that causes REM which stands for rapid eye movement. Now we aren't sure but we thing that has caused problems with your sons sleep state. You see in sleep we go through multiple stages, a few stages we dream; now what we notice from his chart here". The doctor continued as she pulled a chart which formed a perfect upwards arrow, "the indents which the subject usually dreams are missing, this means that Franky will most likely sleep with no unconscious thoughts that is to say dreams. Don't worries he can still breathe and wake up but he won't experience dreams. Now here is a chart of a normal sleeper, see the indents now you see everything else is the same except for those indents. Don't worry he will be fine it's just a small thing although I recommend letting him stay here for a while to make sure there isn't any brain damage and for our specialists in the field to examine his sleep states closely to see if there is any unseen problems".

Margret was so shocked she couldn't blink, think, or breathe for what seemed to be an endless scope which turned into a mindless void in her mind's eye.

The doctor seeing her concern tried to comfort her by saying, "don't worry Miss it's properly nothing else, but look on the bright side at least you don't have to worry about him getting nightmares anymore".

John and Freddy tortured Mike until he vanished from existence leaving only a screaming mindless soul behind for them to sustain them-self's on rotting in agony in his own hell. That only left George or Gordy as it were or soon will be anyway.

Freddy had stabbed Gordy repeatedly all over his body and face, while John used his long nails to dig into the nerves in his fingernails. The pain was delicious and the pain was sweet, after mutilating and terrifying Gordy even after he died, they decided to ask a few questions.

Being the sadistic father he was Freddy started, "so you like taking children in the dead of night do you? Now why would you do something like that? Hm"? The Freddy couldn't control his anger and downright hatred for that snivelling man who they crucified upside down on a wall of jagged spikes. Freddy as he stared at Gordy deep into his soul while slicing away pieces of his face, John was tearing inches and inches of flesh from his legs working his way upwards.

"It wasn't my fault" Gordy pleaded wanting that eternal nightmare to end and hopefully die in peace, "the boss… the boss he said to do it… (cries) he said just inject the boy and take him to him… (whimper) we weren't going to hurt him I swea-ar-ar-ar to God" Gordy said breaking down. John got into Gordy's face them all growls and hissing letting out searing hot fumes from his nostrils, "don't you dare bring God into this you worthless piece of trash. He can't save you from what we are going to do to you until you are worn down to the nerve of all pain and fear in your pathetic little mind. You cannot even comprehend what we are going to do to you so don't you dare think that we are ever going to cease tormenting you. Even if we aren't thinking of you, even if we forget you exist you will be inside us and our infinite conscious minds are constantly tormenting every soul we devoured in our entire existence. You are just another victim so us, but I promise you I will NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR HURTING MY CHILD! MY WRAITH ON YOU WILL BE MORE EXPLICIT, FAR CRUELIER, MORE DEPRAVED THAN ANY SOUL I WILL LAY INTO, JUST PRAY I FIND SOMEONE MORE WORTHY OF MAKING THEIR ETERNITY MORE UNBEARABLE THAN YOU"! John said in an unnatural voice that rang in Gordy's ears, and continued to ring even after he ceased all ability to think and reason it was stuck with him forever.

Freddy and John probed his mind and found out who did it, after taking their conscious minds off of Gordy and Mike (but who were damned to eternal hell anyway) they sat down in their living room where Franky was just with them. Sitting down on the couch he looked over and saw the teddy bear Franky dreamed up when he was just two years old. It was when they went to Disney World in the dream world, they had so much fun. Picking up the bear he looked at it in the eyes and wished he could hold his son again as he just broke down and let out a hissing moan of sorrow. Freddy lost all ability for empathy but he felt the pain, any sadness, or sorrow came to Freddy in the form of needle like stabs at his heart. John was more evil in many ways, but he just had too much love in him for Freddy and his Franky.

Unfamiliar with how to deal with his own pain he just did what only came to his head, he went to John and held him for the longest time. That somehow made the pain in his heart become a throbbing numbness, it reminded him of the time John died.

…to be continued.

Author Notes: 'Believe it or not someone is out to get John and Freddy, he is sly and he is with no mercy. Who can it be? Believe it or not it's… find out in Dream 0 – "These Streets Will Burn".