Confront your nightmares in the darkest reaches of your mind.
The Nightmare
A Danny Phantom FanFiction by Cordria
Chapter 8 – Confrontation
He met the creature again later that evening. He was waiting on his bed when it walked through the door. It didn't seem surprised to see him there. "We didn't get to finish our conversation earlier," he quipped, motioning to the chair next to the desk.
"Of course not. We were interrupted." It walked over to the chair and slid into it, relaxed and unconcerned.
"I have a few more questions. You'd better answer them truthfully!" he snarled.
It answered him with a grin.
"You never got around to telling me who you really are."
"I am you. There is not difference." It smiled patiently. "How come my hosts always have a hard to understanding this? There is no me. I am you."
"But why? Why do you need me?"
It sat up, tilting its head, hesitating. "I lack a body of my own, ghost. I lack the power and abilities to manifest myself on either the human plane or the ghost zone. My power and abilities come directly from my host. That is why I search out the strongest ghosts to take over."
He stared, startled, at the creature. This seemingly powerful being was that weak? It didn't even have enough power to form a body for itself? He was getting completely trounced by a creature so weak it barely existed? Yet, somehow, it seemed to be telling the truth.
"I am very good at what I do," it continued, turning its gaze to his folded hands. "That is why I can control ghosts of power, such as yourself. Although, I will admit that you present more of a problem than I had originally assumed. You have held off my mental probing for longer than any of my hosts in several hundred years. For a boy of such limited experience, I am extremely impressed."
He just continued to stare at the creature, mouth dropping open. Why was it complimenting him?
"It shows just how much raw potential you have in you. No door is closed to you. You could've been anything." It looked up from its twiddling fingers, a smile crossing its face. For a second, its eyes glowed green. "I can be anything. I am slowly figuring out your key, and once I have it all, I will have all of your powers, all of your potential, and all of your future. And you – ghost child – will have nothing. Not even your memories."
"I will stop you!" he screamed, jumping out of his bed and trying to punch the creature in the face. It just went intangible and he screamed again when his fist hit the wall behind its head.
"So you've said." It sighed. "You fail to understand. All I need is time. And that, child," it picked up a small stick with glowing green swirls, "is something you do not have possess." It waved the stick, causing a small red circle of light to form in the air. It flew to over his head, almost like a crown. "I now control this dream, just as I control the time. I have all the time in the universe to learn your key, and you have none!" It grinned happily, then flicked its stick towards him. The red circle descended over him, enveloping him in a burst of red light.
When it cleared, the room was empty and the calendar on his desk read June. He clenched his fingers into a fist and let out a yell of pure frustration.
To be continued...
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