Warning note: in this chapter, there is a scene where a young child is raped (in a dream). If such a thing bothers you, than you shouldn't be reading rated M stories.

'....' = Zexion's thoughts in his dream world

"....." = the mysterious voice that talks to Demyx.

Chapter 4: Three Hours till Midnight

March 9, 9:00pm

Demyx return to the castle from a long, hard mission that he accepted two days ago. Somehow, he managed no to screw it up. He walked toward his for along deserved rest, but he saw Zexion laying face down on the floor next to his room.

"Zexion," Demyx yelled.


Withing a few mintues, Zexion's body was laying on Demyx's bed. Demyx tried to awaken him, but nothing worked. Zexion's face was affixed in a look of terror.

"He must be having a nightmare," Demyx told himself, "Poor guy."

"Why are you worried about a little old nightmare?" a voice said.

"Because," Demyx replied, "I've never seen Zexion have a nightmare before."

"Aww, it's so sickening to watch this display of care and affection," said the voice once more.

"Be quiet or you'll wake him," Demyx told the voice.

"Fine, but you're gonna hafta tell him sometime about your past. You can't run forever," the voice said before dissappearing.

"Zexion," Demyx said in a hushed whisper,"can't ever find out about me."


Zexion felt like he had been falling forever.

'Where am I?' A thought that was never heard. 'Of course, there's no one but me here. I'm falling, but where does it stop.' He got his answer as he hit the ground. He got up and looked around. The thought came back. 'Where am I?' Zexion than heard crying. 'Is someone there?' He walked toward the sound and found a small boy. 'He's crying, but why?' Zexion was about to ask the small child, but a loud voice came from nowhere.

"Boy, you better not think about escaping this time," said a handsome-looking man.

'He nice-looking, but why...'

"Stop calling me 'boy'. I have a name," said the boy.

"I don't care if your name is mud, you will listen to me," said the man.

"You're not my dad," the boy cried.

This seemed to really tick the man off. Zexion felt fear take hold of him.

'But why, why am I so afraid?'

That beautiful man descented upon the poor child. He ripped the boy's clothes off. Upon that time, Zexion tried to close his eyes, but couldn't. 'Why?Why can't I?' Tears started to come forth from his eyes as he watched the scene before him. The man took his own pants off and started to violently thrust inot the boy.

'Oh God. Please. Make him stop.'

"Stop, please. It hurts," cried the boy.

Zexion could hear the poor boy's sad pleas, but could do nothing to stop it. The man only grew more violent with the boy as he forced himself into him. While he was raping the boy, he took out a knife and started to stab the boy in the arm and chest. The poor child scream only grew more louder.

'Someone stop this. He's a child. Why?'

Zexion turned his head, but it was no use, he could still see it.

'Stop it. Stop it. "STOP IT!"' Zexion finally scream aloud, waking him from his nightmare.

"Zexion, are you ok," said a kind voice.

Zexion quickly looked and found Demyx.

"Demyx," he cried. He threw himself into Demyx's arms and buried his head in his ches.

"Zexion, what happened?" questioned Demyx.

"It was so horrible," cried Zexion,"There was this little boy and he was crying. This man was yelling at him, than he... he... " Zexion couldn't bring himself to say the rest of it.

"He what?" said Demyx.

"He... raped that child," Zexion finally manage to said.

"W-what?" exclaimed Demyx. "How could he be dream about that?" thought the musician as he held Zexion closer to him.

"That poor boy," said Zexion with tears in his eyes, "he keep telling him to stop, but that man wouldn't listen and I couldn't make it go away." Zexion kept crying more and more till he finally fell asleep once more.

"How...," said Demyx.

"Because you can't hid it anymore," said the voice. "I tried telling you over and over."

"Shut up," said Demyx.

"Ready to get violent, aren't we. You don't get it, do you. Your emotions are out of wack. Your sadness and hatred of the past is trying to consume the love and happiness of your present and future. Until you tell him, it won't stop. He'll continue to have those dreams and they're only get worser than that. Eventually, everything you've ever cared and loved will be erased by your fear, forever lost and wondering in a dream land from which they will never wake up."

"SHUT UP!" screamed Demyx.

"........" Silence, the voice had left. Demyx looked down at Zexion and saw he was still asleep. "That can't be true. It can't be," said Demyx.

-end chapter-

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