Summary: Nightmare, Dreams, and the Sandman have an unexpected guest
in the Dream Realm. The threesome decides on what to do with the intruder.
It's not pretty.
A/N: I started this chapter at least two years ago. This came out of a conversation that I had with my two younger cousins. We sat down one day, and discuss to great length and detail what we would do to Voldie and this fic resulted. It's a little weird and hopefully funny. Thanks to all my reviewers. Death's fic is now up. It's called "Dancing with the Lady Death." Also is "Treasure of Atlantis" which is Knowledge's story. Lauren and Marc, this fic is for you. Enjoy.
~Myshawolf
Disclaimer: Guardians are mine. The rest belong to J.K Rowling and someone else. Not sure who. I don't own any Tiny Toons characters, just borrowing one of them for a good cause. *evil grin*
Of The Night's Lights and Shadows.
It is believed that Gaia, Guardian of Earth; sworn protector of the human race, wanted to provide her people with a haven from the grim realities of life. A place where minds can roam free and the soul can rest. She shaped this place and hid it in another dimension so those who hearts were dark couldn't invade it. To farther insure its safety, Gaia crafted the three Guardians to rule over the land and protected it.
From the fears of human race, both in reality and the dark corner of their minds, Gaia shaped an older teenage girl who would protect humans' fears from being abused. She could control the shadow demons and dementors with the fear that she can instill in others. With the power of her mind, this Guardian can craft several horrible illusions for any poor soul who dares cross her. Gaia made her the eldest since humans had known fear since the dawn of their own birth. Dressed in the colors of blood and night, Gaia named her Nightmare Phobos, Mistress of Fears and Shadows.
From the hopes and ideals that every human experiences, even in their darkest hour, Gaia formed a younger teenage girl. With hair the color of gold and eyes the color of the sky, she emulates hopes and dreams of the young and will provide all with a safe haven from the dark reality of the world. She will make sure hope will burn bright in this world despite evil's attempts to crush it. She has befriended the star fairies, who represent her to the humans. Dressed in the color of the unlimited sky, which rivals her mind, and gold, Gaia named her Dreams Lucia, Painter of Hopes and Ideas.
Gaia used the precaution of her humans to shape him. A young preteen boy who will watch for any potential invader of this realm. Eyes of the hawk, he makes sure all those who enter are who they say they are. He guards the Gates of the Realm, armed with the Morpheus staff and a bag of Gaia's magical sand. Dressed in a shirt of sky blue with gold and pants the color of blood, he represents a mixture of his older siblings. Gaia blessed him as the peacemaker and named him, The Sandman Nyx, Watcher of the Gates.
Together, the children of Gaia protected the Dream Realm from abuse by those whose ambitions were to rule the world, any world. Despite their endless bickering and fighting (as anyone with siblings will tell you), the threesome work well together as one dark wizard will tell you.
It was a normal day in the Dream Realm or at least that how it started out. Nightmare was lounging in her Castle of Shadows, reading her favorite writer's works. Knowledge brought her the latest novel by Clive Barker. On the floor laid a copy of "Rose Red" by Stephen King. The music that flowed through the air was Rob Zombie. Nightmare looked up just long enough to give anyone spying on her a dirty look. I think we'll move on to Dreams' studio.
"Wise choice." Nightmare growled as she returns to her book.
Dreams was painting her beautiful dreamscapes. All around her, her paintings hang on the walls. The pictures would always change when a new dreamer enters them. Dreams was sitting happily, humming to the music that floated through her chamber. Knowledge brought her some Hip Hop music from the mortal world. N-Sync was Dreams' favorite so far. Dreams tapped her feet to the music, getting into it. She failed to notice the Dark clouds approaching the Gates.
Sandman leaned against the Gates; next to him was the Morpheus Staff. It was a slow day. Only a handful of dreamers had come today. Oh well, they needed an easy day for once. He scanned the darkness that stretched out before him. Maybe he could visit his friend, Lightening for a change. That would be nice. It wasn't often that he could leave his post. Preparing to go, he notices a dark figure approach. Picking up his staff, Sandman blocked the traveler's path.
"Halt. You must pass my inspection in order to enter." Sandman ordered.
The figure stopped and considered the boy. He didn't answer. Instead he sent a lightening bolt at the child. Sandman dodged it and the several other ones that came from the stranger. Finally, a few hit the boy. Sandman crashed to the ground. The figure began to laugh maniacally.
"A mere boy to guard the most powerful place ever created. This should be a piece of cake. I will finally succeed in serving my teacher, Arcanius." The figure declared.
Sandman didn't say a word. He reached for the Morpheus staff. His fingers grazed it slightly. Before the figure could react, the staff emitted a bright flash of light. When the light faded, the boy was gone. The figure looked around for the boy, expecting a sneak attack. Convinced the child ran away, the figure entered the Dream Realm laughing the whole way.
Dreams was washing her brushes when her brother dropped in. Dreams took one look at her brother's frayed clothes and dropped her brushes. Sandman rolled his eyes at his sister's fussing. Finally, he had enough.
"Dreams, we have a problem." Sand man snapped.
"What kind of problem? What happened to you? Who did this?" Dreams questioned with concern.
"I'm not sure. But he has powers, strong powers. I think he is one of Arcanius's men."
"How is that possible? Arcanius was banished from this world centuries ago by the Creator."
"Some crazed follower? I don't know. He isn't nice I can tell you that."
Before Dreams could respond, a tremor shook the studio. Dreams and Sandman hit the floor. Several painting fell off their easels. Dreams ran to catch them and succeeded. Sandman watched as a few paintings were ruined as jars of paint fell over. Dreams groaned. This was going to take forever to clean.
"I'm going to kill whoever is out there." Dreams growled as she set her paintings down safely.
"Be careful sis. It bet you it's that guy." Sandman murmured.
"He's the one that should be careful."
Suddenly a loud voice declared, "Dream Rulers, Come on out! I, Lord Voldemort, demanded it."
Dreams rolled her eyes, "I think we should give this one to Mare."
Sandman nodded, "I agree. She always knows how to get rid off the weird ones."
Dreams and Sandman walked over to a dark painting. A dark castle stood out from the swirling mist. Dreams touched the painting and it began to glow. A dark mist spilled from the painting. The mist swirled together and became Nightmare. Nightmare looked around the messy studio.
"Did you have a party last night, little sister? Why wasn't I invited?" Nightmare asked as she surveyed the mess.
Both Dreams or Sandman could speak, another tremor hit the house. Dreams and Sandman hit the floor again while Nightmare stayed standing. Nightmare closed her eyes as her mist flew from her skin and kept several paintings in place. She opened her eyes after the tremor passed. She narrowed her eyes at her siblings who were just getting back up.
"Explain how a dark soul passed through the gate." Nightmare growled at her brother.
Sandman gulped and proceeded to explain the situation to his older sibling. Nightmare nodded at certain points as a plan began to form. She smiled when Sandmen was done. The three huddled together as they planned on what to do with the intruder.
Voldemort was starting to lose his patience. He was here to take on the Dream Realm Rulers and claim this world for his master. He couldn't imagine why Arcanius cautioned him to be careful. They were just children. Voldemort narrowed his gaze at the house in front of him. Maybe another hit would send those whelps running out. He began to chant another spell. With a graceful wave of his wand, he sent it flying toward the house.
Inside the three siblings grasped each other's wrist forming a triangle. The triangle emitted a bright light that engulfed the whole house. The spell was deflected back at the intruder. Voldemort felt it hit him in the chest and he went flying back. He landed on his back. His eyes watched as the sky go from a clear blue to an inky black and then began to be a stony ceiling.
Voldemort sat up to find himself in a huge room. It was dark and dreary. In front of him was a wide stair way. The top was shrouded in shadows. Voldemort squinted in order to make out a throne and three figures waiting up there. One was sitting in the throne looking down at him. Voldemort could feel a chill going down his spine. There was a figure standing on either side of the throne.
"State your name and business." A dark voice demanded loudly.
"I am the great Lord Voldemort and I'm here for this world." Voldemort challenged as he got to his feet.
"Who sent you?" A younger voice shouted. This one was definitely female.
"My master Arcanius." Voldemort smirked.
The dark voice spoke back up, "Did the traitor not warn you about us?"
"Who are you?"
"We are The Dream guardians. We have protected this world since the dawn of time." The dark voice smirked as it waved its hand. A light came from the Morpheus staff that Sandman was carrying. It revealed Dreams and sandman standing on either side of Nightmare's throne. Nightmare stood up and grinned down at the foolish intruder, "Welcome to our world."
As dark chains clamped down on his wrists, Voldemort stammered, "You are just children."
Dreams smiled, "We choose to look like this. People trust us more when we look innocent."
"You should have listened to your master." Sandman spat, "I'm sure he told you not to let us be together. When our powers are combined then we reach our true potential."
"You will regret coming here, Thomas Marvolo Riddle." Nightmare promised as she walked towards him, "You should have stayed in your own world dealing with the punishment Death gave you."
Voldemort pointed his wand at her, "I will destroy you."
Dreams sneered from her spot on the stairs, "What are you going to do with that rudder chicken?"
Voldemort dropped the chicken in his hand and gazed at an angry Nightmare. She pointed at him. Her hand began to glow a dark red as she cast a spell on him.
"Metamorphosis cuniculus rubio!" Nightmare proclaimed.
A red beam of light hit Voldemort. He felt his body begin to change and shrink. In horror he watched as Nightmare got bigger. Dreams and Sandman joined their sister and looked down at the transformed intruder.
"Awww, Mare. He is so cute." Dreams cooed.
"I thought you disliked the color pink." Sandman asked.
"I do. But in this case I can make an exception." Nightmare smirked before turning to Dreams, "I think we can bring in our other guest."
Dreams smiled evilly, "I almost hate to do this. Almost is the working word. Hey Elmira! I got an animal for you."
Voldemort watched in horror as a hyper young girl came running into the hall. Her red hair was short and had a ribbon with a skull sitting on top of her head. In her arms was a dead rabbit that looked like it was hugged to death. The girl looked around and locked her excited eyes on to him.
"A wrabbit!" She screamed happily. The three rulers stepped a side as she came barreling over. She scooped up the pink, fuzzy bunny/ wizard. Giving him a hard squeeze she exclaimed, "A pink fuzzy wuzzy bunny for me to love and cherish and hugged."
Nightmare suppressed her laughter as watched Elmira walk way with the little bunny. Unable to resist she called out, "Take good care of him, Elmira, for us."
The little girl smiled at her, "Of course Dark Lady. I gonna hug him and love him. He will be my little baby waby."
Dreams chuckled, "You do that, honey. See ya later."
The girl bounced away. When she was out of earshot, the three began to laugh uncontrollably. Eventually they calmed down. Sandman grinned as he asked, "Should we tell Mom?"
"I see no reason to enlighten her about this incident." Dreams replied.
"I concur, besides who would believe us?" Nightmare smirked evilly, "We have a new nickname for Good Old Voldie."
"How long will he stay like that?" Dreams asked.
"When Arcanius's sleeping draught wears off, a week tops." Nightmare stated, "I don't think he'll come back period."
The three grinned to themselves before parting ways. The Dream world returned to balance as a certain pink fuzzy bunny was being tortured by a hyper girl on the edge of Nightmare's world.
A/N: I started this chapter at least two years ago. This came out of a conversation that I had with my two younger cousins. We sat down one day, and discuss to great length and detail what we would do to Voldie and this fic resulted. It's a little weird and hopefully funny. Thanks to all my reviewers. Death's fic is now up. It's called "Dancing with the Lady Death." Also is "Treasure of Atlantis" which is Knowledge's story. Lauren and Marc, this fic is for you. Enjoy.
~Myshawolf
Disclaimer: Guardians are mine. The rest belong to J.K Rowling and someone else. Not sure who. I don't own any Tiny Toons characters, just borrowing one of them for a good cause. *evil grin*
Of The Night's Lights and Shadows.
It is believed that Gaia, Guardian of Earth; sworn protector of the human race, wanted to provide her people with a haven from the grim realities of life. A place where minds can roam free and the soul can rest. She shaped this place and hid it in another dimension so those who hearts were dark couldn't invade it. To farther insure its safety, Gaia crafted the three Guardians to rule over the land and protected it.
From the fears of human race, both in reality and the dark corner of their minds, Gaia shaped an older teenage girl who would protect humans' fears from being abused. She could control the shadow demons and dementors with the fear that she can instill in others. With the power of her mind, this Guardian can craft several horrible illusions for any poor soul who dares cross her. Gaia made her the eldest since humans had known fear since the dawn of their own birth. Dressed in the colors of blood and night, Gaia named her Nightmare Phobos, Mistress of Fears and Shadows.
From the hopes and ideals that every human experiences, even in their darkest hour, Gaia formed a younger teenage girl. With hair the color of gold and eyes the color of the sky, she emulates hopes and dreams of the young and will provide all with a safe haven from the dark reality of the world. She will make sure hope will burn bright in this world despite evil's attempts to crush it. She has befriended the star fairies, who represent her to the humans. Dressed in the color of the unlimited sky, which rivals her mind, and gold, Gaia named her Dreams Lucia, Painter of Hopes and Ideas.
Gaia used the precaution of her humans to shape him. A young preteen boy who will watch for any potential invader of this realm. Eyes of the hawk, he makes sure all those who enter are who they say they are. He guards the Gates of the Realm, armed with the Morpheus staff and a bag of Gaia's magical sand. Dressed in a shirt of sky blue with gold and pants the color of blood, he represents a mixture of his older siblings. Gaia blessed him as the peacemaker and named him, The Sandman Nyx, Watcher of the Gates.
Together, the children of Gaia protected the Dream Realm from abuse by those whose ambitions were to rule the world, any world. Despite their endless bickering and fighting (as anyone with siblings will tell you), the threesome work well together as one dark wizard will tell you.
It was a normal day in the Dream Realm or at least that how it started out. Nightmare was lounging in her Castle of Shadows, reading her favorite writer's works. Knowledge brought her the latest novel by Clive Barker. On the floor laid a copy of "Rose Red" by Stephen King. The music that flowed through the air was Rob Zombie. Nightmare looked up just long enough to give anyone spying on her a dirty look. I think we'll move on to Dreams' studio.
"Wise choice." Nightmare growled as she returns to her book.
Dreams was painting her beautiful dreamscapes. All around her, her paintings hang on the walls. The pictures would always change when a new dreamer enters them. Dreams was sitting happily, humming to the music that floated through her chamber. Knowledge brought her some Hip Hop music from the mortal world. N-Sync was Dreams' favorite so far. Dreams tapped her feet to the music, getting into it. She failed to notice the Dark clouds approaching the Gates.
Sandman leaned against the Gates; next to him was the Morpheus Staff. It was a slow day. Only a handful of dreamers had come today. Oh well, they needed an easy day for once. He scanned the darkness that stretched out before him. Maybe he could visit his friend, Lightening for a change. That would be nice. It wasn't often that he could leave his post. Preparing to go, he notices a dark figure approach. Picking up his staff, Sandman blocked the traveler's path.
"Halt. You must pass my inspection in order to enter." Sandman ordered.
The figure stopped and considered the boy. He didn't answer. Instead he sent a lightening bolt at the child. Sandman dodged it and the several other ones that came from the stranger. Finally, a few hit the boy. Sandman crashed to the ground. The figure began to laugh maniacally.
"A mere boy to guard the most powerful place ever created. This should be a piece of cake. I will finally succeed in serving my teacher, Arcanius." The figure declared.
Sandman didn't say a word. He reached for the Morpheus staff. His fingers grazed it slightly. Before the figure could react, the staff emitted a bright flash of light. When the light faded, the boy was gone. The figure looked around for the boy, expecting a sneak attack. Convinced the child ran away, the figure entered the Dream Realm laughing the whole way.
Dreams was washing her brushes when her brother dropped in. Dreams took one look at her brother's frayed clothes and dropped her brushes. Sandman rolled his eyes at his sister's fussing. Finally, he had enough.
"Dreams, we have a problem." Sand man snapped.
"What kind of problem? What happened to you? Who did this?" Dreams questioned with concern.
"I'm not sure. But he has powers, strong powers. I think he is one of Arcanius's men."
"How is that possible? Arcanius was banished from this world centuries ago by the Creator."
"Some crazed follower? I don't know. He isn't nice I can tell you that."
Before Dreams could respond, a tremor shook the studio. Dreams and Sandman hit the floor. Several painting fell off their easels. Dreams ran to catch them and succeeded. Sandman watched as a few paintings were ruined as jars of paint fell over. Dreams groaned. This was going to take forever to clean.
"I'm going to kill whoever is out there." Dreams growled as she set her paintings down safely.
"Be careful sis. It bet you it's that guy." Sandman murmured.
"He's the one that should be careful."
Suddenly a loud voice declared, "Dream Rulers, Come on out! I, Lord Voldemort, demanded it."
Dreams rolled her eyes, "I think we should give this one to Mare."
Sandman nodded, "I agree. She always knows how to get rid off the weird ones."
Dreams and Sandman walked over to a dark painting. A dark castle stood out from the swirling mist. Dreams touched the painting and it began to glow. A dark mist spilled from the painting. The mist swirled together and became Nightmare. Nightmare looked around the messy studio.
"Did you have a party last night, little sister? Why wasn't I invited?" Nightmare asked as she surveyed the mess.
Both Dreams or Sandman could speak, another tremor hit the house. Dreams and Sandman hit the floor again while Nightmare stayed standing. Nightmare closed her eyes as her mist flew from her skin and kept several paintings in place. She opened her eyes after the tremor passed. She narrowed her eyes at her siblings who were just getting back up.
"Explain how a dark soul passed through the gate." Nightmare growled at her brother.
Sandman gulped and proceeded to explain the situation to his older sibling. Nightmare nodded at certain points as a plan began to form. She smiled when Sandmen was done. The three huddled together as they planned on what to do with the intruder.
Voldemort was starting to lose his patience. He was here to take on the Dream Realm Rulers and claim this world for his master. He couldn't imagine why Arcanius cautioned him to be careful. They were just children. Voldemort narrowed his gaze at the house in front of him. Maybe another hit would send those whelps running out. He began to chant another spell. With a graceful wave of his wand, he sent it flying toward the house.
Inside the three siblings grasped each other's wrist forming a triangle. The triangle emitted a bright light that engulfed the whole house. The spell was deflected back at the intruder. Voldemort felt it hit him in the chest and he went flying back. He landed on his back. His eyes watched as the sky go from a clear blue to an inky black and then began to be a stony ceiling.
Voldemort sat up to find himself in a huge room. It was dark and dreary. In front of him was a wide stair way. The top was shrouded in shadows. Voldemort squinted in order to make out a throne and three figures waiting up there. One was sitting in the throne looking down at him. Voldemort could feel a chill going down his spine. There was a figure standing on either side of the throne.
"State your name and business." A dark voice demanded loudly.
"I am the great Lord Voldemort and I'm here for this world." Voldemort challenged as he got to his feet.
"Who sent you?" A younger voice shouted. This one was definitely female.
"My master Arcanius." Voldemort smirked.
The dark voice spoke back up, "Did the traitor not warn you about us?"
"Who are you?"
"We are The Dream guardians. We have protected this world since the dawn of time." The dark voice smirked as it waved its hand. A light came from the Morpheus staff that Sandman was carrying. It revealed Dreams and sandman standing on either side of Nightmare's throne. Nightmare stood up and grinned down at the foolish intruder, "Welcome to our world."
As dark chains clamped down on his wrists, Voldemort stammered, "You are just children."
Dreams smiled, "We choose to look like this. People trust us more when we look innocent."
"You should have listened to your master." Sandman spat, "I'm sure he told you not to let us be together. When our powers are combined then we reach our true potential."
"You will regret coming here, Thomas Marvolo Riddle." Nightmare promised as she walked towards him, "You should have stayed in your own world dealing with the punishment Death gave you."
Voldemort pointed his wand at her, "I will destroy you."
Dreams sneered from her spot on the stairs, "What are you going to do with that rudder chicken?"
Voldemort dropped the chicken in his hand and gazed at an angry Nightmare. She pointed at him. Her hand began to glow a dark red as she cast a spell on him.
"Metamorphosis cuniculus rubio!" Nightmare proclaimed.
A red beam of light hit Voldemort. He felt his body begin to change and shrink. In horror he watched as Nightmare got bigger. Dreams and Sandman joined their sister and looked down at the transformed intruder.
"Awww, Mare. He is so cute." Dreams cooed.
"I thought you disliked the color pink." Sandman asked.
"I do. But in this case I can make an exception." Nightmare smirked before turning to Dreams, "I think we can bring in our other guest."
Dreams smiled evilly, "I almost hate to do this. Almost is the working word. Hey Elmira! I got an animal for you."
Voldemort watched in horror as a hyper young girl came running into the hall. Her red hair was short and had a ribbon with a skull sitting on top of her head. In her arms was a dead rabbit that looked like it was hugged to death. The girl looked around and locked her excited eyes on to him.
"A wrabbit!" She screamed happily. The three rulers stepped a side as she came barreling over. She scooped up the pink, fuzzy bunny/ wizard. Giving him a hard squeeze she exclaimed, "A pink fuzzy wuzzy bunny for me to love and cherish and hugged."
Nightmare suppressed her laughter as watched Elmira walk way with the little bunny. Unable to resist she called out, "Take good care of him, Elmira, for us."
The little girl smiled at her, "Of course Dark Lady. I gonna hug him and love him. He will be my little baby waby."
Dreams chuckled, "You do that, honey. See ya later."
The girl bounced away. When she was out of earshot, the three began to laugh uncontrollably. Eventually they calmed down. Sandman grinned as he asked, "Should we tell Mom?"
"I see no reason to enlighten her about this incident." Dreams replied.
"I concur, besides who would believe us?" Nightmare smirked evilly, "We have a new nickname for Good Old Voldie."
"How long will he stay like that?" Dreams asked.
"When Arcanius's sleeping draught wears off, a week tops." Nightmare stated, "I don't think he'll come back period."
The three grinned to themselves before parting ways. The Dream world returned to balance as a certain pink fuzzy bunny was being tortured by a hyper girl on the edge of Nightmare's world.