This is my Rayman fic. I may change bits of it later so please bear with me!

A/N: this is a story on its own. If I choose to write another Rayman fic, it MAY or MAY NOT be a sequel.

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T own Rayman, or any of the other characters. At the moment, the only thing that I actually thought of is the emerald forest. It might actually be important to the story, but I won't say much more now.

So let's get on with it!

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It was a beautiful day in the emerald forest. The sun was shining; the birds where chirping…

…And Rayman was asleep. He wouldn't be for long, but at the moment he was. He was having a dream. He sometimes did. Sometimes these dreams came true, sometimes not. It was not a pleasant dream.

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Rayman was walking. He was walking through the forest. It didn't look like a forest he knew, but it was by far the most beautiful he had ever seen. Rayman felt that he was in a rush. He didn't pause to admire the sights. Suddenly he heard a voice.

"Help! Someone, please help me!" A girl's voice. She sounded in great pain. Almost as though she was being tortured. Upon hearing her voice, Rayman's heart squirmed. It was always like this: every time he heard somebody causing hurt to others, in a dream, he felt angered. Enraged. But in real life, he was always calm. But this time is was almost something…more. Almost as if the screams were effecting him deep down.

In his dream, he yelled out aloud. He followed the sound of the voice, now accompanied by loud, evil laughter. He felt hollow within, his rage was consuming him. But he also felt another emotion: hate. He hated the laughter, and the person who was laughing.

"ARGH!" He couldn't it any longer. He screamed in rage, and hate, throwing fists and balls of light at the trees blocking his path. He would regret it later. They were beautiful trees, with smooth, brown trunks and long green leaves that, if you felt them, felt almost like silk. The bark itself was smooth and felt nice. Ignoring all this, Rayman trampled his way to the voice.

"NOOOOO! Please! I beg you! No-AAAAAAAARGH!" the screams became louder, filled with pain. Rayman redoubled his efforts to reach the voice, but the very vines seemed to be holding him back. He screamed at them.

Finally after what seemed like an age of thrashing, and squirming, he reached a clearing. A huge clearing. Rayman rage intensified as he saw the burning trunks of once tall and proud trees. He ran to the other side of the clearing, and nearly bumped into a castle wall. The screams seemed to be coming from inside it. He blew a hole into the wall and saw a flight of stairs. They were covered in red velvet, and felt nice to his feet. He didn't seem to be wearing shoes. He saw a wooden door.

 The screams echoed through his head, making it hard to move. He staggered to the door, but the screams didn't seam to be coming from there. He moved on. He could barely see now, for the pain inside him was becoming unbearable.

He saw the second door. He didn't seam to touch it but it opened. He was in the position that could be described as 'on his knees' if he had knees. He looked up. A figure was standing with his back to Rayman. It turned, slowly.

What Rayman saw was so unbelievably evil, that he screamed. He screamed so powerfully, that the walls shook, and the castle tumbled down. The last thing he saw was the face of the 'creature' grinning out at him.

A/N if no one reviews, I am NOT gonna write the next chapter. I'm looking at 3 reviews before I update.