He was asleep. It was dark in his room. He felt an intense pressure on his chest and opened his eyes and saw a devil like creature sitting on his chest. The eyes glowing bright red. The creature took out a dagger and made marks on him. He was in a lot of pain. He turned his head to find someone sleeping on another bed a few feet away from him. The creature caught hold of him and pierced his chest. He opened his mouth and tried calling out for help. Tried shouting. Anything. Nothing came out of his mouth. Not even a soft groan. He felt like he had lost his voice. He started panicking and tried to work his hands so he could get the creature off him, but his body was paralyzed. He couldn't move, couldn't speak or react. The creature bared his teeth and plunged into his neck trying to kill him. He tried to cry for help but couldn't do anything. Soon the scene shifted and he was lying on the sofa when he saw his father sitting on a chair. His father reached up to switch on the lights as it was nearing dusk. A bolt of electricity passed through his dad's body as he collapsed on the floor. He saw his dad die but couldn't move. The creature came behind him and mocked at him. He turned his head and saw the creature devouring his friend Rebel. He couldn't take this any more. He couldn't breathe.
Scott was in his bed sleeping when beads of sweat trickled down his body. He came out of his nightmare and was mentally aware he was still in his room. He felt couldn't react or move just like in his dream. His heart rate was beating faster. He felt the pressure on his chest. His eyes opened as he woke up and found he couldn't move a muscle or cry for help. He felt like he would never wake up and move. It felt so real. It took a moment for his hallucinations to stop. He slowly stopped thinking about the nightmare and wiggled his toes and then his fingers, he kept going that until he was fully awake. He moved his hands and feet and let out a deep sigh. He started shaking and placed his face on his hands. He did not want to close his eyes and go back to sleep. He was scared. He looked at the clock and grunted. "6.00 PM... Just my luck" he thought to himself. He got up and paced his room. The feeling of fear and dread seeped into his bones as he was still shaking. He tried convincing himself in his head"It was just a stupid dream. Just a nightmare. Everything's fine."
He sighed when he knew he had to get out of his room. He couldn't stay there for a second longer. He was panicking. He put on his T-shirt and his sweats and opened the door slightly. He peeped outside and saw no one in the hallway. He walked quickly and entered the common bathroom and looked at himself in the mirror. He quickly got out and proceeded to make his way back to his room. "Sleep paralysis. I thought that stopped a while ago" Scott said to himself and moaned.
Meanwhile...
"Hi Professor!" Rogue said as she entered the study, ready for her session with the telepath. She quickly noticed the the Professor in a disturbed state and rushed over to him as she spoke out loud. "Professor! Professor, Is everything okay?" She asked with concern.
The Professor got out of his trance and jerked his head. Sweat trickled down from his bald forehead. "Rogue...I'm afraid the session must wait. Could you go talk to Scott and bring him down to me?"
"Is everything alright Professor? Is Scott fine?" Rogue asked.
"He had a bad nightmare and probably wants some comfort. He has had sleep paralysis and it would be best if you go see him. I'm afraid he is having a panic attack. He was projecting his nightmare." Xavier said in all seriousness. A chill ran down his spine after visualizing Scott's nightmare.
Rogue didn't respond as she was already on her way to Scott's room.
She reached the hallway and quickly knocked on Scott's door. When she didn't hear him respond, she quickly opened the door to find the bedroom empty. She went inside and saw the doors to the balcony open. She went outside and saw him sitting on the floor. He was breathing out loud and his body was shivering. "Fuck. This isn't happening again. No fucking way. Not after all this while." He kept cursing under his breath. He hadn't noticed the goth bend next to him as she placed a hand on his shoulder. He jerked away and opened his eyes to realize it was just Rogue. He breathed out a sigh of relief as he looked at her. "Rogue..." he said as she sat next to him on the floor. Soon, he heaved as his chest and his head fell on her for comfort and support. He closed his eyes and rested his head against her shoulder as his grip tightened around her arms, slowing reaching her back he crossed both his arms so she couldn't get away. She pulled in him and let one hand envelop his back and the other caress his neck and his hair. She could feel his heart beating faster and could smell the fear in him. They stayed in that position for a while, knowing he wanted contact. For a while nothing else mattered to him except the girl who was comforting him and stroking his hair. He eased in gradually and stayed there with his face buried in her shoulder. After a while he calmed down and looked up at her. "Thanks" he said and continued to hug her before she could respond.
A few minutes later, he adjusted himself and got up from the floor. He lent out a hand to her as she took it and pulled her up. He hugged her again and pushed her against the wall, with his hands on her narrow waist. As he pushed his body towards her, he felt her knees go weak. "What is happening?" She thought to herself before giving in to the feeling. He moaned as he felt her hands snake up to his neck, her fingers digging into the back of his hair. He took off a hand from her waist and grazed her cheek. They felt the spark between them full of desire and love. "Oh Scott..." She moaned in delight when his hands trailed towards her neck. He placed his forehead on hers and brushed his lips against hers. As they started to feel her powers work she quickly backed her head and tried to push him away but he didn't budge. He held her and placed a kiss on the side of her forehead where it was covered by her platinum white hair. He held her and pressed his body harder against hers as she tightened the grip on his back, grabbing his T-shirt and digging her gloved hands into it. "You are an angel, Kate" He murmured in her ears. She felt herself heat up at the way his warm breath felt across her ears and neck. She was about to wrap her legs around his waist when she was dragged back into reality. "Oh shit. He's hurt. I can't do that." She said to herself. Her eyes lifted from the gaze and she smiled weakly at Scott.
They heard a sound and realized Kurt had teleported with Kitty, Bobby and Evan into the young man's room. They pulled apart quickly before being noticed and looked at the young mutants in surprise.
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