Demonic Dreamers ©A story by Animegamer2007

Chapter 6: Conspiracy Unmasked

Ah! Nightmares! Such nightmares I have. I've had nightmares sense I was a small boy. My name is Innocent… Innocent Chaos. I was born fifty years ago on an American army base in Germany. The nightmares began in my early childhood, nightmares about Hitler's evil plot to supplant the Jews all over the globe. The doctors tried to find the cause and found nothing.

I am sure that I was born on or near a death camp for the Jews… Their ghosts haunt my every being and despise me for living.

I went into a coma about twenty years ago after a near fatal explosion of one of my "evil" experiments. I have slipped in and out of consciousness several times during my slumber. I even slipped in and out of the true Hell.

I remember those words like a magnificent sensation that never leaves my body…

"Chaos, Innocent?" A guard demon asked me as others of his kind pounded my skull into my brain. "Hey, you knock it off or He'll hear about this! Don't obliterate His Majesty's special guest!"

Instantly the demons subsided and muttered in disgust. The demon held out his three-fingered hand to help me up.

"I am Innocent." I said gasping for breath. "What does your lord want with me?"

"Your experiments intrigue Him. Come!"

I remember nothing from that point until we reached the Hellish castle. I remember the demon woman awaiting my arrival.

Deep blue hair, sunburned skin, hypnotic eyes, and long black fingernails.

"Welcome to my master's home, I am Angel Eyes… your guide. Please, follow me." She asked with a sincere politeness that showed evidence of her heart full of malice. I obeyed her command without a second thought. Maybe her eyes held true to its appearance the power of hypnotism. We walked for what seemed like eons until we reached a near empty room, lit only by the few torches and a giant fireplace.

An ominous figure stood in front of the orange glow; clothed in a black cloak. The only visible features were a pair of large horns protruding from where the face was to be.

"Master Chaos, I presume?" The figure asked.

"Answer Him!" Angel Eyes whispered shortly.

"Y-yes, my Lord?" I asked bowing hesitantly.

"Ah! Good. No need to bow, my friend. We have… business… to discuss." He glanced toward Angel Eyes. "Leave us!" he ordered. She bowed and left.

"Now that we are alone…I want to know if you can perform that little experiment of yours again."

"Yes. The chemical I used was too unstable. I'll use less this time. The potent after effects might kill me, but I'm willing to take the chance. I've been questioning if there is a way to become more powerful without bulking up to an incredible mass."

"Good, Innocent, good. But, I want you to do the experiment to my demonic legion. They will not suffer from the side effect of death. As you may not be aware, many years have passed sense you were ripped of your consciousness that fateful day. You have matured and awakened to a new kind of… horror. Yes, Innocent, I know of your nightmares… your horrific visions. I assure you, they weren't given to you on accident."

"What do you mean?"

"Fate must have a plan for you. Have I seen this plan? No, no I have not. Fate is a clever mistress and knows of my wishes to see her plans, so… I make my own, and you're a part of it."

"What must I do?"

"I'll give you control of my armies and followers. I'll give you everything you need, I only request this… when you conquer the waking world; give it to me. I've tried for thousands of countless years to supplant the kingdom of heaven from the control of earth. Every time God's 'chosen one' got in the way and foiled my plot with an artifact… the breastplate, the shield, the helmet, the belt…

"But the sword is the most dangerous and powerful piece. I've fought it before and lost some of my greatest advisors including Angel Eyes' mother Vampirssa. Fortunately Angel Eyes' inherited every bit of evil and twice as much power she had." He paused and clenched his fist so hard that a thick, sticky black ooze ran down his knuckles. Realizing what he had done he lapped up the blood like a rare wine from his fingers. "I want God's greatest creations to bow before me and lick the blood of their tortured ancestor's off my boots and scrape angel wings out from under my fingernails. Give me the world Chaos and anything you name will be yours."

I gave it some thought occasionally hearing his voice say, "Take your time," and "You have all the time in the world." My mind strayed to Angel Eyes and her slender curves and piercing blue eyes, her body corrupting my every thought.

"I'll do it. But, I want Angel Eyes in return."

"She's as good as yours,"

"Your wish is my command, Master."

And so it began. I will not fail him… The world belongs to us…