The Nightmare
By XellAn-Chan
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~Laughter. Not his own, but some one's laughter. And a bright light encircling him. A woman with blond hair...the Lord of Nightmares! Other people, watching, not helping...it hurt so bad...and the light, swallowing him up, choking him, strangling him...intense pain...and then: Nothing.~
"NOOOOOOO!!!!!"
A frightened cry jerks little Xellia Metallium from her sleep. She sits up, peering through the darkness. Moonlight spills across the bed next to hers, revealing it to be empty. Where, she wonders, is Phibrizio? She climbs off her bed, her bare feet hit the cold stone floor. "Phibby?" She whispers. She can hear him crying, but is unsure where he is.
He's scrunched up in the corner of the room, tears pouring from his emerald eyes. "No...no...no..." He repeats. The six year old boy is terrified of something, but Xellia, being only four herself, has no clue what. "...No...don't...'M sorry...I...I..." He babbles.
Xellia looks at him sadly. Her mother had introduced him as her brother only a few hours earlier and she barely knows a thing about him, but she still feels sad. "Phibby?" She rests a small hand on his shoulder and he seems to snap out of his reverie. He looks at her, his eyes pooled with tears, and she wraps her arms around him in a hug. "Oh, Phibby...What's wrong?" She asks softly. "I...I don't know, Xellia. I remembered something, but now I don't know what." He whispers. "I'm scared, Xellia."
She pulls him up off the floor. "C'mon. Mama'll make it better." She leads him down the hall to their parents' bedroom. "Mama? Papa? Wake up. Phibby's scared." She shakes her mother's arm, her other hand still clasped in her brother's. "Hm? What's wrong?" XellosAngel, their mother, asks in a voice heavy with sleep. "Mama...Mama, I had a nightmare..." Phibrizio crawls onto the bed with her and she hugs him to her. "What kind of nightmare, Phibby-Kun?" She asks softly. "I don't know...I remembered something, but I dunno from wehn or where..." He yawns. She strokes his long dark hair. "It's okay...It was only a dream..." She soothes. But, she wonders, was he dreaming of his past? Could he remember? That would only serve to cause problems for them all. He is precious to her already and she doesn't want him remembering his past.
The children are both in need of comfort, are both frightened. Xellia is unnerved by her brother's response to his nightmare, Phibrizio frightened by the familiar vividness of the nightmare. So they spend the night with their parents, the small boy encirlcled protectively in XellAn's arms, the little girl between her mama and her papa.
Phibrizio had never felt so safe and warm before as when he drifted of to sleep in his mama's arms. His mama...he'd never had one before. How glad he was that the Lord of Nightmares had given him a family. She loved him; he was sure of it. Some how, even though Mazoku were not meant to love, she loved him. He loved his mama as she loved him. He smiled as he sank into a dream world.
And thus the Nightmare passed.
By XellAn-Chan
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~Laughter. Not his own, but some one's laughter. And a bright light encircling him. A woman with blond hair...the Lord of Nightmares! Other people, watching, not helping...it hurt so bad...and the light, swallowing him up, choking him, strangling him...intense pain...and then: Nothing.~
"NOOOOOOO!!!!!"
A frightened cry jerks little Xellia Metallium from her sleep. She sits up, peering through the darkness. Moonlight spills across the bed next to hers, revealing it to be empty. Where, she wonders, is Phibrizio? She climbs off her bed, her bare feet hit the cold stone floor. "Phibby?" She whispers. She can hear him crying, but is unsure where he is.
He's scrunched up in the corner of the room, tears pouring from his emerald eyes. "No...no...no..." He repeats. The six year old boy is terrified of something, but Xellia, being only four herself, has no clue what. "...No...don't...'M sorry...I...I..." He babbles.
Xellia looks at him sadly. Her mother had introduced him as her brother only a few hours earlier and she barely knows a thing about him, but she still feels sad. "Phibby?" She rests a small hand on his shoulder and he seems to snap out of his reverie. He looks at her, his eyes pooled with tears, and she wraps her arms around him in a hug. "Oh, Phibby...What's wrong?" She asks softly. "I...I don't know, Xellia. I remembered something, but now I don't know what." He whispers. "I'm scared, Xellia."
She pulls him up off the floor. "C'mon. Mama'll make it better." She leads him down the hall to their parents' bedroom. "Mama? Papa? Wake up. Phibby's scared." She shakes her mother's arm, her other hand still clasped in her brother's. "Hm? What's wrong?" XellosAngel, their mother, asks in a voice heavy with sleep. "Mama...Mama, I had a nightmare..." Phibrizio crawls onto the bed with her and she hugs him to her. "What kind of nightmare, Phibby-Kun?" She asks softly. "I don't know...I remembered something, but I dunno from wehn or where..." He yawns. She strokes his long dark hair. "It's okay...It was only a dream..." She soothes. But, she wonders, was he dreaming of his past? Could he remember? That would only serve to cause problems for them all. He is precious to her already and she doesn't want him remembering his past.
The children are both in need of comfort, are both frightened. Xellia is unnerved by her brother's response to his nightmare, Phibrizio frightened by the familiar vividness of the nightmare. So they spend the night with their parents, the small boy encirlcled protectively in XellAn's arms, the little girl between her mama and her papa.
Phibrizio had never felt so safe and warm before as when he drifted of to sleep in his mama's arms. His mama...he'd never had one before. How glad he was that the Lord of Nightmares had given him a family. She loved him; he was sure of it. Some how, even though Mazoku were not meant to love, she loved him. He loved his mama as she loved him. He smiled as he sank into a dream world.
And thus the Nightmare passed.