The Bride of Nyarlathotep, a cthulhu mythos fanfic

The Bride of Nyarlathotep

A Cthulhu Mythos Fanfic

Disclaimer: PLEASE READ FIRST!

Welcome to my first Cthulhu Mythos Fanfic story; I was inspired to try my hand at this writing from two Fanfic stories and Fanfic Writers on two different sites...

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Kadath by The Night was Moist

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Bred By a Deity by vomitbreath

This is out of my comfort zone but I am willing to take that step; I do not own the characters of Cthulhu Mythos, they belong to H. P. Lovecraft.

TRIGGER WARNING!

There will be scenes, mentions and attempts at rape; I would like to apologize beforehand for any mental triggers, this is just a story that I am writing and I hope it won't bother anyone!

Thank you for reading this Disclaimer and please enjoy the story!

Part 1

Author's Prologue

I don't normally sleep with my notebook and pen in pen but for some strange reason I did, and a very strange thing happened for a few nights or so. I somehow started sleep-writing; I wrote in my sleep and filled my notebook with a strange story, it was weird and a bit scary.

I read the story and though it was in my hand; I realized that someone had possessed me. It was a story of a woman from an alternate universe and she somehow had used my sleeping form to record her story down in detail.

I know it sounds strange but it's a story that I wish to share after all I was used as a human typewriter in sleep. The main character took a chance to entrust me with her story and whatever happened to her; her voice will be heard.

Introduction

The ritual worked; I managed to send my mind and soul out into the cosmos. I know there are other realities out there and many of them are made of different stuff, and I managed to find one reality for my purpose.

But I can only possess one person as they sleep and use them to record my story. I feel bad in invading a person's slumbering form and use them as a human typewriter; but I know they will forgive me and put my story to good use.

I won't tell you my true name; it's no longer important but I will tell you where I lived though my reality will be no more than made up. My story will seem to be far fetch and it's easier to imagine that I am telling a story; but it's a story that needs to be told.

Things aren't always what they seem; a madness has begun to fall and it will run its course then takeeverything from this earthly mortal plan. But before this happens I will record my story and I hope my story will be shared by the time my reality no longer exists.

I am not sure how well I will tell my story; it will be graphic; I can't help but be detailed and yet...who cares...it doesn't matter as this is my story!

Now then my name...

My name is Rose like the flowers and I like roses even though their scent can be very intoxicating. That is the name I will call my-self throughout the story as it's simple and my story begins...

Screams echoed through the desert night within the ruins of an abandoned temple where a large group of people had gathered. They were chanting in a strange language to the beating of drums as they surrounded and faced the center.

Upon a blood soaked stone altar laid a nude girl of sixteen, heavily pregnant, her wrists and bent legs were chained to the altar. The girl was in deep labor and no one was helping her; this was no ordinary pregnancy nor was it an ordinary birth as the girl thrashed about on the altar, the strange chanting and drumbeats continued punctured by the girl's blood curdling screams.

A greenish moon bathed the land in hellish light; the chanters were garbed in black hooded robes and they wore faceless black masks that hid their faces. They swayed like a river as the drums became wild in beats and their chanting grew to a fever pitch:

"Ia! Ia! Crawling Chaos Fhtagn!

Ia! Ia! God of a Thousand Forms Fhtagn!

Ia! Ia! Stalker among the Stars Fhtagn!

Ia! Ia! Black Pharaoh Fhtagn!

Ia! Ia! Faceless God Fhtagn!

Ia! Ia! Nyarlathotep Fhtagn!"

The girl gave one last scream as she passed and a pair of bloody obsidian hands reached out to grasp the girl's ankles...

That was the nightmare and vision that I woke from before dawn, and wrote down as I could not go back to sleep. I have similar notebooks filled with different nightmares/visions in numerical order by years and dates.

I've tried everything from hypnosis to medications but nothing worked; growing up I use to be able to sleep well and peacefully but once I hit puberty, I began having nightmares after nightmares that were also visions and I've been recording them since.

I changed into my running clothes and stood before my tall mirror as I combed my long hair. My long hair was pure silver white and I had fair alabaster white skin; I've been mistaken for an albino many time but my eyes tell differently.

I have heterochromic eyes; right eye was green with amber flecks and left eye was amber with green flecks, many people had assumed that I wore contacts but I don't. I stood at 5'2" with an hourglass figure and my looks are all natural, and I never needed to wear makeup.

If my hair wasn't already white it would be from the constant terrors of nightmares along with my skin. I use to wake up screaming but it has eased up, my voice has not been destroyed and I now wake with a gasp; only the most scariest nightmare would have me screaming.

I was born an orphan; my birth-mother was a homeless teen of seventeen who was raped and I was the result. The good thing was that my birth-mother never did drugs nor drank or even prostituted but her health wasn't great as she was determined to see the pregnancy through.

I was born in the summer and it wasn't an easy birth as my birth-mother had a terrible seizure after I was born, and her sudden passing was a shocker. I was actually a two-month premature and I was considered a miracle as I survived without a health scare but I also had no family; I was put through the foster care system since.

I grew up with different families until the nightmares started and yet I was always treated as an outcast by the other children. I started earning and saving money from doing odd jobs; I delivered newspapers, walked dogs and the occasional cats, did laundry for other people, etc.

I started to take dance classes and I loved it especially belly dancing, and I practiced everyday. It kept me in shape and it made the nightmares tolerable; I also did a lot of running and I preferred running to driving, I would even take the bus or subway car.

I was top of my classes and I studied hard; I had no time for boyfriends or even dating but I have dabbled in reading romance books and even erotic stories online. I wasn't a prude; I try to have a social life with other people yet nothing ever clicked and I never felt a spark for anyone.

Between the nightmares, studying and dancing; I couldn't find the time for romance anyway...

I moved to Arkham after graduating high school and I was accepted to attend Miskatonic University. I rented a small apartment and found a part-time job before school, and began settling into the city.

I began working at the Diamond Moon Lounge; a bar/dance/strip club in Arkham as a waitress and dancer. The pay and tips are good; I have yet danced on stage but I have worked tables in serving food and drink, a small belly dance has gotten good tips.

The Diamond Moon Lounge isverypopular in Arkham; the food and drinks are quality, the music gets the heart pumping and the entertainment ignites everyone to get excited. At Miskatonic University; I study different fields of interest as I have yet decided on a Major or even a permanent job.

I continued my running and dancing; I also added self-defense classes, Arkham has different gangs who were always vying for control in different parts of the city. Only the University and the Lounge are considered neutral, everywhere else is fought over and the police try to maintain the peace as best as they can.

Once I got my hair up into a bun I was ready for the day; my workout clothes were a pair of tight-like pants and a mid-drift skirt with sneakers. I never have much of an appetite yet I managed to eat a slice of toast and an apple, and drank a glass of orange juice.

I cleaned up, grabbed my bag after I stretched and locked up my apartment as I left; I took the stairs as I lived on the twelfth floor. I greeted the security guards as one of them tossed me a bottle of water as he said: "Good luck!"

I saluted as I left after strapping the water bottle to my bag, put it on my back and started running. The run to the University seem to help wake me further by the time I reached the campus; my appetite returned and was soon hungry, I showered at the gym locker room and changed.

I soon wore a flowing red sundress with a dark blue shawl-like jacket and red slip-on flats; I let my hair flow down my back as I went to the Cafe. I bought three egg salad sandwiches, an apple and another bottle of water; I ate as I walked towards my first class and that's when I noticed the posters.

The posters goes as followed...

The Curch of Starry Wisdom is coming and the Brotherhood of the Beast prepares the way!

Join the Brotherhood of the Black Pharaoh and gain new knowledge!

The Cult of the Bloody Tongue is calling, come and learn the ways of the warriors!

The posters were very strange as I went to my first class Psychology and everyone was talking about the posters as I took my seat. I opened my notebook to what I wrote this morning; my classmates and the professor knew about my nightmares as I told them the first day, and it became a class project of sorts.

No one in the Psychology class not even Professor Kimi Xavier could figure out the nightmares. But the guessing, questions and debates bring up various theories have been thrown about like balls; yet it still remains a mystery and can become frustrating after a while.

I can still remember each nightmare in detail; the first one happened when I was twelve and I just started my first period.

I found my-self in a strange place and I wore a strange white dress; I was walking down a corridorlike hallway and the walls were made of silvery blue color stone. I came to a chamber where strange music was playing and I saw various monsters dancing about.

I saw a man sitting on a golden throne; I noticed that his skin was black as obsidian and he was garbed as a Pharaoh. The monstrous dancers parted as they continued to dance; it was then that I noticed the man had eyes like stars and he beckoned me to come.

I hesitated as the Shadow Man cocked his head slightly and he beckoned me to come to him. I went to him and the Shadow Man lifted me until I was sitting on his lap, and I felt his fingers combing my hair.

I watched the monsters dance; I felt fear but I couldn't move as the Shadow Man held me in his lap. A hooded cloaked figure appeared and gave him a goblet until I was pulled from the man's lap, and was forced to dance with the monsters.

I don't know how long I danced but it wasn't long until I was tired that I climbed into the Shadow Man's lap and collapsed against his body. He brought the goblet to my lips and smelt sweetness that I found my-self drinking deeply of the goblet.

I tasted a thick metallic sweetness as I emptied the goblet; the Shadow Man wiped the corners of my mouth with his thumb and forefinger. But I became distracted when I heard screams of fear and turned in time to see a group of strange women be herded into the room.

The women were valoptuous with blue skin; they had long dark hair in dreds and glowing red eyes, they were dressed in bikini tops and sarong skirts. I heard them speaking in a strange language, they were begging to be let go, their clothes were torn off as they were forced to stand in the center of the room; nude.

The music and dancing stopped; the mood of the monsters changed as they began to growl and snarl, and had looks of hunger. I don't know who made the first move but I remember the women's screams as they were set upon and blood began...

It was the first time I awoke screaming in bed...

It wasn't long until Professor Xavier came in and she looked towards me as she asked: "Another nightmare, Rose?"

I nodded before I read what I wrote and when I finished there was a moment of silence.

"Whatever was born was not human;" said one of the girls with a shiver, "it could be the Shadow Man!"

"Why do you guess that?" Our Professor inquired curiously.

"He's been constant within Rose's nightmares;" was her reply matter of fact, "the Shadow Man might be coming to claim her!"

There was a snort from one of the jocks...

"We live in the real world not fantasy or science fiction;" he said with a dismissive tone, "there is no such thing as Magic unless you're an illusionist!"

"Remember Innsmouth;" said another girl with a "duh" look, "the place is now thing but decaying ruins. The people were apart of a religious cult known as the Esoteric Order of Dagon!"

"You're point;" said the jock dryly.

"They somehow vanished and Rose had nightmares about them for a year;" explained one of the guys in the back row. "It's well known that the people of Innsmouth practice inbreeding and visitors were known to disappear, and no one has solved the case!"

"Rose had even spoke of beings known as Deep One and human sacrifices;" added a cheerleader, "she saw human women being forced to have sex with these creatures who look more fish then human, the women became pregnant and gave birth to fish-children!"

"Not to mention the flayed human corpses that were left behind;" continued Professor Xavier, "Innsmouth has been declared inhabitable!"

"Big deal; I don't know why we start class with Rose's "nightmares" and debate on them," said the jock as he air quoted nightmares sarcastically.

Kimi Xavier looked at her student and she said equally sarcastic: "Well then, Chris, what areyourthoughts?"

"I think Rose had made the nightmares up to get attention;" replied Chris with an eye roll, "I mean sheis an orphan and has no family considering her late mother was a homeless nobody who slept with men for money!"

"For your information,Chris, my birth-mother was raped and I was the result;" I snapped as I stood up and packed my bag. "I was born two-months premature in the summer and complications of my birth resulted in my birth-mother's death!"

I headed for the door, paused and turned to the class; I was already feeling upset...

"These nightmares are a curse and I barely sleep anymore before dawn; I feel like I am loosing my mind and studying Psychology might help me to learn what they mean," I said with a hitched voice. "But I will not stay and get called a liar!"

Chris started clapping sarcastically as I left and I heard the teacher call his name; I kept walking until I reached the gym and went to the locker rooms. I had dance class next and changed into my running clothes, I worked out in the bike area until it was time and made my way to the studio on the second floor of the gym.

I began stretching as my classmates came; we were doing ballroom dancing and I had fun switching roles, following to leading. I always felt relaxed after dancing but that changed as the gym manager came and told us the teacher was sick, and class was canceled.

My phone went off later and I checked to see a text from the Manager of the Diamond Moon Lounge...

Team meeting at Diamond Moon;all employees are expected to attend in twenty minutes, no exceptions!

I checked the time and figured I can make it by running; I grabbed my things and headed out when I heard a voice call: "Rose!"

I paused to see Catherine jogging over; Cat worked at the Diamond Moon Lounge as a dancer and bar worker, she's known as Nightingale.

"We'll get to the Lounge faster by car;" said Cat as she grabbed my wrist and practically dragged me to her car.

I blinked as this was a first but I wasn't about to look a gift horse in the mouth as I sat shotgun; I was buckled by the time Cat drove from the University.