A living nightmare

A/N: This is a horror fan fiction dedicated to all my fans of my story "The forgotten Saga" or "The Warrior Woman Saga" for those in story will have only two parts, and the second part will only be published if I have enough reviews (and reviews directly to my e-mail don't count). I hope you like it since is my first horror fiction ever.

Disclaimers: I don't own Dragonball Z or its characters; all belongs to Akira Toriyama and Toei Animation.

The only ones that I own are the ghosts of my stories. The ghost in this chapter is also called the 'innocence stealer'.

I have a bad grammar, the ones who had read my other fics or are followers of Forgotten Saga knows that.

Part One: Little Bra

(A/N: Is all on Bra's POV)

Is late at night and mama sends me to bed. I ask her for more time, but she says that "princess just have to sleep early". I groan in frustration, I don't really want to go to bed ever.

She places me on my pink bed, I look around to notice that everything in my room is pink. I used to care, but now I don't because when the lights are out, everything wenst black…

Mama kissed my forehead and says "Sweet dreams". I lay back under my cover and get to sleep while my mother closes the door and turns off the light…like the light would help me either.

Is not too long until the ar changes its oddor. The once sweet smell of roses turns into one of something like discomposed…ore dead. I already know where it comes from, and my body shivers knowing it. is coming close, and then in a swift movement I turn on my nightstand light, to at least see who was there, and there was nothing.

With the innocent though that it was maybe gone by my sudden action, I decide to look around, and I see that the wall of my pink room are no longer like that. Somehow writings are appearing on my walls, words and symbols are been writhed through all the walls and I don't understand many of then for my lack of knowledge. They are written in red pain and that red paint was dripping from those words on my walls. Then, I saw something crawling form my feet….

A bandaged human torso with no head appears from the foot of my bed. His calloused hands were gripping from my bed sheets to me. I can't move…my heartbeats jumps higher the closer it gets. Is getting closer, in a slow and torturing pace.

I close my eyes and try to cover myself, trying to get myself out of this nightmare then…I feel nothing…

I uncover myself to see if the monster disappeared, and before I can see further…I lost my breath. I put my hand over his, trying to get rid of the ones that are taking my throat. I try to scream, but no sound comes from my mouth. Tears come through my eyes, I can feel them no matter that I can't see them.

I try to look around, the letter on my walls keep appearing, with more red painting. Suddenly, I cough and by the taste I could tell that it was blood, and now I'm regonizing its smell…still on the torso's grip I realize something finally…that is not paint from the walls, it was BLOOD. MY BLOOD is of what those words and symbols were made of!

Until now I don't know where I got that strength, maybe from papa's…but in a moment I scream the word that will be the meaning of my salvation "DADDY!"

And, in less than a blink, everything is gone, even the writings on my walls. Then I look at my door…my papa enters the room turning the lights on. "Had another nightmare?" he asks, I nod as my only response while trying to recover myself for what happened, still trying to get back my breath. Then he holds me up and takes me to their room.

But before we can get there, I ask him to go into my big brother's room just to check him out. He sighs and grunts for a moment, but then he accepts and get in…to find my brother Trunks already awake and completely pale. "I see that you had a nightmare too. You can come to, but hurry before I regret it!" he orders, and my brother doesn't think twice and follow us.

We finally get into my parents room, and after placing us between them, they fall asleep. In the dark, my brother and I hold hands, silent tears coming from our eyes. I'm not the only one suffering this, I realize it now…

END FOR NOW?

A/N: Well, how was it? This part is going to be used in a moment in the other fan fiction, as a reflection that one of my original characters saw in Bra's mind and memories. What do you think, should it deserves a second part, this time about Trunks nightmare? And remember the ghosts here are mine, invented and detailed them like 6 years ago. I know that somehow matches with the movie "The 13 ghosts", I didn't even knew that the movie existed…thanks to my fans who recommended me the movie….:sighs: