By the time Dante got back, it was late. He had waited until his wounds had healed before he went home to avoid questions. He wasn't in the mood. Dante got to the door and fished his keys out. Then he slowly opened the door and shut it. He turned to see his mum, her face scowling.

"Where have you been?" she demanded.

"Out!" Dante snapped.

"You've been fighting haven't you?"

Dante just smiled.

"More beaten."

"Then why don't you say something?"

"Because they'll beat me again and there is no proof as the bruises always heal."

"But."

"No butt's.If you've finished I need to get to bed."

With that he swept past her and ran upstairs. He felt bad snapping at his mum.at people, but they were always interrogating him. He just wanted to be treated like an adult. He was sixteen in two days. They should at least try and treat him like an adult. At least they didn't know about his nightmares.

It started with two small boys playing outside a wooden house in the forest. The children were young, one four and one six. They were pretending to be pirates as they duelled with sticks. Dante always saw the younger boy lose due to the older boy's height. Then the mother would come outside. She was tall with blonde hair to her shoulders. She looked at the two boys with love and warmth.

"Dante.Virgil! Dinnertime." Then the scene faded.

.the scene changed as Dante looked through the eyes of the smaller boy. He awoke to see the hut on fire around him. He was in the arms of his mother and at the side was the older boy. The mother kept on whispering...

"It'll be alright boys. Just hold on to me."

Dante then looked over to the door to see it barricaded by furniture and he could hear the sound of something trying to ram the door down. The creatures kept on trying to break through and the door looked as if it wouldn't hold anymore. It eventually broke. Three creatures broke in. They were kitted out in black armour from head to toe. They're eyes glowed red and they were equipped with huge swords as they marched over to their prey. Dante could feel they're breath on his throat as they came closer and closer. They're razor sharp horns looked even more deadly up close. The first knight that got there, who seemed to be the leader as he had a silver sword, raised his sword over his head and was about to bring the sword down on their heads when.

Dante sat up quickly in his bed. He was drenched in sweat and was breathing heavily. This nightmare was getting longer and longer each time since it started at the beginning of the week. Dante had just brushed this off as a nightmare. Yet, the dream was so realistic. He felt the heat of the flames, the tears from the young boys, and the breath of the demons. Maybe it was déjà vu. Or a flashback from his previous life. He quickly disclosed this as it was impossible.

"It's just a nightmare." He told himself.

Or was it?

To be continued.

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