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That night Kurt was once again revisited by what he feared most, his dreams. Kurt found himself overlooking a waterfall, it felt surreal. The whole world felt like water that was rushing over him, it felt distant. This waterfall was where he was abandoned by his mother. That very one, it was…painful to look at…even though it wasn't real. It reminded him of everything, everything that hurt. Kurt shut his eyes until he was back in the pleasant shadow behind his eyelids. But even that did not help. Someone was intent on proving something…

"Kurt…?"

"Who? Who are you?"

"I am…"

"Kurt Wagner…"

"Yes, we are."

"But I am…"

"Yourself? Yes, yes you are…"

"But then why…?"

"I am you, you just fear me…"

"Fear you? I can't fear…"

"Yourself? But you do…all the time."

"What are you talking about!?"

"Who are you?"

"I am Kurt Wagner…"

"Are you?"

"Yes!"

"Prove it."

"Well I have blue fur! And…"

"Is that how you identify yourself?"

"Huh?"

"Hard to look at isn't it…"

"I don't…"

"Understand…she abandoned you. Does she not love you?"

"She…she had her reasons."

"She doesn't love you."

"Yes she does!"

"Prove it…"

"Well…she…she…"

"Coward…"

"What!?"

"You going to keep lying to yourself? You don't know anything…"

"Please, stop I don't want to…"

"Hear anymore? Then run, and keep running. All you do is run, coward. Anything that hurts you run away from. You can't stand yourself!"

"I love…"

"Harsh word."

"I…please stop this."

"You're going to hear every word."

"I hate you."

"I know."

"Why can't I just keep things the way they are?"

"Because you are running."

"And what is wrong with that!? Why can't I be happy!?"

"Why must you be a coward? Are you going to keep renewing the same pleasant memories in your mind and just bury your head in the sand hoping the present will just go away!?"

"There is so much hate, so much pain in this world. Why can't I keep my own?"

"That's a cowards way out!"

"Fine…I'm a coward. A worthless coward…I'm worthless."

"Now you are just deceiving yourself."

"What do you want from me!"

"All you needed was to learn to love yourself, but you couldn't even learn to like yourself…such a shame."

"Leave me alone!!"

Kurt's eyes burst open as his head shot up from his pillow. He was panting heavily and cold sweat ran down his forehead. It took him a while to register that he wasn't still dreaming. That night the moon shown brightly in the sky and its rays penetrated only partly through his window, masking the room in a creepy light. When Kurt realized that he was still in his room at the mansion he was able to calm down. His breathing returned to normal until the room feel silent, save for the rhythmic beating of his heart. Kurt laid his head back onto the pillow and tried to go back to sleep. Repeatedly throughout the night he would wake up from his restless slumber with an innate fear in his heart but he did not remember what had frightened him so badly. Eventually, he surrendered to his dreams and just laid in bed staring at the ceiling. This was nothing new to him. Many times before he would fend off sleep for even days at a time to keep away from his nightly demons. What a cursed existence.

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