Hey guys its me again writing a new chapter. I got good grades on my report card and I have been focused on school stuff. I love your reviews and they really brighten my day... Enjoy the story. I also want to mention that Mitchie is the pre-rehab Demi in this story...

Alex's P.O.V.

I looked around and I was on the floor of a hospital. I stood up and saw tons of people. The monster was behind me but I couldn't see him no matter how hard I tried. "Do you remember all your fears Alex? Everything you ever ran from. Everything that weakens you?" he said and then hissed himself away.

I blinked my eyes and I was now dressed up for a funeral and I was now in a graveyard. It seemed about midnight and I was the only one there other than the priest. I looked around. All I saw was an empty field surrounded by dark oak trees. It seems like we are in the middle of some mediocre town. I looked at the casket and it was a dark black steel. It has engrave marks around the body of it and a name plate that seemed to be scratched out by some kind of claw marks. A smell no less. I grabbed my right wrist with my left hand and watched as the casket was lowered in the ground.

I didn't know how this had anything to do with my fears. I didn't know what this was suppose to mean. The dream spirit must have been choked up on trying to find my fears. I looked away at the trees to my right and then back at the grave. It was already buried and grass was growing. A time skip, that is all I can add up to. I walked over and knelled down at the tombstone. The name was scratched out but I knew by the symbol that covered the name that it was mine. The fear was to die alone.

It didn't scare me that much before. The only reason this is coming up is because of her, because of Mitchie. I knew that it all tied into my new found crush on her. My hands started to get sweaty just thinking about it. I rubbed my hands against my pants and then stood up.

I took in a deep breathe and then let it go. I started to walk away I had to get out of here. I tried going towards the woods to my left but every time I took a step forward it was like I was moving backwards. I stopped for a second to try and think and then tried to move again.

Mitchie's P.O.V.

I was pasting around my room while biting my nails. I was shaking. My dad was trying to do some kind of white lighter magic on Alex. "Will you just hurry up and help her!" I yelled at him. I was stressing out and wanted Alex back. My aunt walked over to me and grabbed my shoulders. She tried to comfort me. I was just stressed I couldn't lose Alex.

My dad kept working his magic and she started turning in her sleep. I was nervous because she looked as if she was having a nightmare. My dad stood up "It's some kind of sleep spell" he said I looked at him. "You're a white lighter can't you reverse it or something?" I asked him. He shook his head "It's too advanced for me to reverse it. The only option is if we used the magic of your mom and your ants". I bit my lower lip and looked over at Alex who was still tossing and turning. I looked over at my aunts and they nodded their heads and went to look for my mom.

Alex's P.O.V.

I was walking back words and once again when I blinked my eyes I was moved. I was inside what seemed like to be a doll house. It was empty and had no electricity. I ran up the stair case and started to look through the rooms. I didn't see anyone in the bedrooms or any of the closets upstairs. When I walked back to go down the stairs I saw a little boy. He looked at me "The monsters are coming" he said and then ran away laughing.

I quickly made my way down the stairs to see what he was talking about. I didn't see anything so I followed him through the kitchen but then I couldn't find him. I felt a sharpness in my chest and then heard what sounded like hooves hitting the stairs. I slowly turned around and saw what seemed to be a crossbreed demon. I've only ever heard about them.

Thinking about all of it someone was setting me up. Someone was trying to scare me to death. Someone was trying to keep me from Mitchie and it wasn't going to happen. There has to be some way out of here. I stood up and it kept getting closer. It finally got to the bottom of the stairs, turned and then looked at me. I decided now would be the best time to ask for answers.

"You won't hurt me" I told it and all it did was smirk and snarl. I watched as it raged at me and then everything went a blur and before it hit me I blind and was moved once again. I was back in the hospital but this time was different. I was sitting in a chair and Mitchie was laying on the bed. I stood up and walked over to her. I grabbed her hand and then I saw what was going on as she grabbed her stomach and screamed.

She was pregnant and I guess she was going into labor. I blinked my eyes and the doctors were now holding the baby in their hands. I smiled, it was a boy. I looked back and Mitchie and she let her head back and closed her eyes. I watched the heart monitor go flat and I started panicking. I sat down and started having a hard time breathing.

The doctors came in and they tried rushing me out of the room. They went blurry as I was being grabbed. I blinked but this time I felt myself coming out of the darkness. I felt exhausted but I opened my eyes and I smiled. I was looking at a perfectly fine Mitchie. When my eyes went back into view I noticed that she was crying.

My smile faded to a frown and I moved my hand to hers. "Mitchie, what's wrong? You're crying hysterically". I tried my hardest to sit up but then a few people started helping me sit up. I was freaking out at this point. Why are these people in my room? How the hell did they get in here?

I turned to Mitchie and whispered to her "Hey. Mitchie when did all these people get in my room?" I asked her. She chuckled and sat next to me. She introduced everyone to me and I then understood. "You were under a sleep spell. One that is meant for nightmares" said her dad. "Well what does that mean?" I asked him. "It means someone is trying to kill you. The spell is used for giving someone a heart attack by showing them all their deepest fears".

"Who would want to kill me?" I asked. "That what we have to find out".

QUESTION TIME:

Okay so who do you think is behind this whole shiz?

What do you think will happen next?

Are you mad at me for not updating fast enough?

Once again I apologize for not updating I am going through some personal stuff and I haven't had the time nor energy to be able to write this story. I will try my hardest. Oh yeah a cigarette saved my life the other day so I guess I showed society that they aren't all bad lol...