Before I give you the teaser for the sequel, I'd like to thank all of my reviewers.

Firstly thank you to everyone who put me their your faves list. I feel so special.

And now for all of the reviewers. Thank you all for your wonderful reviews, I don't think I got a single flame. You were all so nice and helpful. Thank you to:

Candy; Kimberly; wing ZERO angel; Taigne; magic dreamer; Gohan/Videl4Ever; wkd_witch; Moon Dragon; Slash Gorden; cmquietone; Sobakasu; Ninetails122; Relwarc; Emily Hato; Hikaru Matsudai; Nanashi; devylzangyl; Nekocin; Adem and Forever Duo's Girl/Tara Saturn.

Sorry if I left your name out, this was done just after I posted the epilogue.

Thank you also to DarkOne(Kerry) and Jarms for all of your encouragement and help and for pointing out all the typos to me. I will fix them and repost all the chapters when I do.

I really must thank you all though for your comments, I'm so glad you all were so engrossed in the story. (sorry about some of the cliffhangers, but they made the story more interesting don't you think.)

For those who want to know Duo's mater plan … it's a secret :D. Actually, I don't really know myself, but think about it, can you imagine what Duo could do with super sticky translucent gum? He does have a devious mind after all.

For Gohan/Videl4Ever: I'll try and see if I can draw a pic of chibi Quat dressed up with make up for you and post it somewhere. If some one could refer me to a fanart site I will. And also, the only instant messenger I have is msn, I'm not sure if that's what you meant but if so then my screen name is Vialana, Mistress of Night.

And for those of you who really hate Odin and want to see more punishment … that might be a while, but it should be very satisfying when I write some up in the sequel. (hopefully) However, I need to develop the plot more before that can happen, which means that Odin may have to stay unpunished and his old evil self for a while.

Okies, now, on with the teaser.

One warning though, this fic is a lot darker than the first. If you have a major problem with scenes of graphic description (not a lemon), drugs and gore, I suggest you either don't read, or steel yourself. This fic will more than likely be rated R when it's posted, so be warned.

Death's Nightmare

Prologue

He opened his eyes groggily, unsure of anything right now. His mind was a fog of sound, darkness and pain. He rolled over slightly where he lay and gasped in pain. His side was riddled with fire and pain and he struggled to sit up.

His head felt like it was on a roller coaster, it just kept spinning and twisting and turning no matter what he looked at. He tried to shake the daze away and nearly fainted. He managed to hand on and only throw up instead.

He waited for a long while as his head cleared of some of the pain, but there was still a throbbing ache threatening to tear his head apart even after he opened his eyes again. Managing to settle himself down a bit he finally took notice of his surroundings.

He had no idea where he was.

It was dark and musty. The closed up room smelled of sweat, smoke, regurgitated food and stale alcohol. He took a longer sniff and wrinkled his nose in disgust. There was something else he could smell, something he should never have known about, much less recognised.

Narcotics.

And something else.

Something worse.

Not a drug, something different, but infinitely worse.

He got up, his head still swimming and stumbled a bit, not used to the disorientation that seems to come natural to some after a night like the previous one.

It'd be nice if he could remember it though.

He managed to stumble a few steps before he realised he was holding something clasped tightly in one hand. He peered down in the inky darkness to discern it's shape.

He gasped, eyes wide, and dropped the sticky bloody knife.

The hollow sound of the metal blade hitting the wooden floor echoed softly in the small room, before the sound was muffled by the thick air. But to him, it echoed though his mind, over and over.

What had happened?

What had he done?

He raised a hand to his mouth and gagged.

It was covered in blood.

He raised his arm and stared at the exposed forearms.

They were red and sticky.

He started to hyperventilate.

"Help me … oh gods, someone please help!"

Blood. Sticky. Thick. Musty. Hot. Dark. Small. Crowded. Tight. Have to get out!

He fell to the floor, knocking the wind out of him and threw up again, bringing up everything he could. He clawed at his arms, trying to get the blood off, but only managing to smudge it further up his arms. His whole body shook and he whimpered, tears cutting through the streaks of blood on his face. He brought his hands to his mouth again in horror and nearly gagged again.

"I have to get it off!"

He screamed suddenly in pain as he tried to take off his shirt and stretched his side. He yanked the black material from his torso and put a hand to his side. It came away more bloody than before.

He screamed again and threw the shirt away, his violet eyes wide with fear and horror. He scrambled backwards and ran into something soft and heavy.

He looked around behind him, afraid of what he would see.

A body.

He shook more and took gasping breaths.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, NO!"

He screamed again, huge breaths of terror, denial, horror and insanity.

"HEERO!"

Aren't I evil! That's all you're getting for now. Hope you liked it. Laters.