Nightmare

It's dark...so dark I can't even see my hands.

I started walking in the darkness with caution making sure I didn't run into anything...if there is anything is here that is.

What is it you seek young one?

"Who's there!" I called out.

You mean you don't know who I am?

"No." I said to the void.

I've been here your whole life...watching you grow into the warrior you were meant to be.

No it can't be...

Yes child I'm what haunts your thoughts when it comes to the mortality of others.I am the hunger that lies beneath your noble heart.

Stop.

You cannot block me out with novice witchcraft such as the kind your aunt casted upon you. Foolish wench...

Flames began to spark from my chest.

"STOP." I shouted.

The voice took the form of the monster I used against James.

The fire burns deep within you it seems. No flame I can't extinguish. Many have tried to overcome my influences and all their efforts only led to their your flame will lead to yours.

The flame that had sparked in my chest was no more. The demons hand wrapped around my neck lifting me up.

Abandon all hope of being rid of me...I am here to stay. I have waited centuries to be reborn and I will not fall to game not worth hunting.

I woke up on the floor of the secret armory I discovered the night Aunt Katherine was killed.I looked upon the selection of blades and picked up a jagged short sword. I walked to the cellar and closed the door behind me. The floor of the room was filled with splatters of blood along with Darius bound to a table was lined with torture tools and salt.

"Now where were we?" I said to Darius with eyes as red as the blood dripping from his mouth.