FINALLY! IT'S DONE! Tales of Brothers I am so, so sorry this took so long! I hope it meets what you were going for! Still my first attempt ant angst don't know if I got it right but…. I apologise now for any spelling and grammar I lost my editor !

REQUEST: Flynn has a heavy night mare
For: Tales Of Brothers

WARNINGS: GORE!, Light fluff at the end.

(Italics and regular print are different times, like two story parts in one. Just to clarify so I don't confuse people.)

A place I can't reach you

Flynn was running as fast as he could, panic, fatigue, and the pounding rain making the usually familiar streets of the lower Quarter strange and confusing. Despite his haste to reach his destination Flynn couldn't help but shoot quick panicked glances when he passed. In the back of his mind he knew he was obviously overreacting, just looking around he could tell it hadn't really happened,

But it had felt so real.

Blood, it was everywhere. On the streets the building splattered over fallen corpses that were mangled so badly that Flynn had no chance of recognizing them as he ran by. Fires engulfed most of the buildings and strangled screams ripped through the air with so many different voices it almost seemed to be one long never ending wail.

Flynn only briefly paused when he passed the bar, joyous shouts of celebration with the slight back round of a small brawl met his ears, the bar keepers loud voice threatening to throw them out was one of the most potent, though the familiar voices of childhood faces did little to sooth his panicked state

The inn raged in a burning inferno, unlike the rest of the town there were no screams just the eerie silence of the dead, burnt corpses littered the door way and front walk, unrecognizable bodies most likely sentenced to a nameless grave stone if no one could identify them.

Flynn bolted round the corner, his heart pound with the rain. Then the walk way came into view, it was only a glance but this time it stopped him dead.

Bolting down the corner he finally reached the walk way that lead to the edge of the city. To his home. Rounding the bend in the road his eyes widened and his heart stopped. He couldn't breathe, the stench of blood clotted the air so thickly Flynn was sure he could feel it as he breathed in. the bodies, oh god the bodies. For the first time since he took off from the castle Flynn could actually recognise the bodies before him, and the small amount of pity he had time to give them was wiped out as he now felt he would give anything NOT to know who lay mangled in front of him.

Oh god, no this had to be fake and if it was Flynn prayed to whatever god out there that would listen to let him wake up now. But the scene didn't change. And felling like a passenger to his own body Flynn stared in horror as he found himself wading through the bodies of the people he had grown to consider dear. His eyes found themselves wandering despite his wishes and with sickening accuracy Flynn found himself able to tell what wounds had cause his friends their demise.

He recognised Adecor and Boccos, large pools of blood ran from gaping slashes across their bodies, laying not far from newly appointed captain Lebanc who seemed to have suffered the same fate as his subordinates. His second in command he only spared her a glance before looking away, but it was enough. Her body lay at an odd angle near one of his old neighbours' homes, he couldn't bring himself to look for her head. Judith and Raven were also together from the looks of how they were laying raven had tried to take to blow from the spear on his own body however it had carried through on to Judith as well.

He felt the knife in his heart wrenched deeper when he found Estelle and Rita, they looked as though they had been mauled, bloody bite and claw marks littered their bodies. A little farther on he could see Karol, half of the boy was buried alive under a fallen wall. Flynn felt angry tears sting his eyes as he passed, the boy had become a younger brother of sorts after he had gotten to know him, Flynn had been sceptical of him at first but Yuri had…

Yuri…..

Flynn forced his feet to move turning away from the walk way he forced himself to turn towards the inn, he had to see him. He had to.

Flynn felt his steps turn frantic, Yuri, he wasn't here. That thought should have calmed the worry in his heart even only a little, but Flynn also know Yuri was not one to turn his back on his friends. His feet carried him to the very edge of the city before his legs gave out.
no, no this was not happening. His eyes stared in frozen horror at the lone body at the edge of the path
No…
blood covered the walk as much as the body, multiple wounds covered his chest and arms, most likely more on his back
NO…
hair matted across his neck and cheeks forming a gory frame on his face, mouth open in a silent scream. His eyes… oh god his eyes… blank and empty, the first set he had seen all night, staring in death straight back at him.
"YURI!"

Flynn shook his head as his foot passed the last step of the stairs at the inn. Quickly turning to the door, he knocked rather banged and tried to calm his breathing as he waited. Barely a minute had passed before Flynn tried turning the handle. Locked

Yuri wasn't here
Yuri was…
Yuri was in Dahngrest. Flynn suddenly felt tired, turning his back to the door Flynn's legs gave out and he found himself cold, and alone. As his heart began to slow Flynn started to fell idiotic, it was obvious that it had been a dream. The inn was still standing, here was no screaming, no blood. Now that he thought about it, Flynn could remember seeing lady Estellise as he left the castle. There had been no attack, no one was hurt and now that the adrenalin had left his system Flynn found that he not just cold but freezing. Without the energy to walk back the castle, or even down the stairs Flynn pulled is legs to his chest and lay down his head. In the back of his head as soon as he had woken up Flynn had known it had been a dream, but the eyes, the dead lifeless eyes that had looked back at him. He had just wanted to double check. He hadn't done anything like this since they had been in the knights together. He had just wanted to see…
"Flynn?"

Head snapping up Flynn stared. The whole reason he ran down here standing in front of him, dripping wet, confused, and so very alive.

"Yuri" he breathed "you're alive". Flynn watched as Yuri's confusion deepened before slowly turning to realisation. "Flynn, how long have you been sitting here" he asked quietly. Flynn found himself at a loss for words, he must have sat a lot longer than he had thought because when Yuri sighed and pulled him to his feet Flynn felt his legs give and he slumped towards his friend. He could hear Yuri mutter something along the lines of "idiot" before he unlocked the door and dragged the two of them into the cool but dry room. Flynn was aware of his wet clothes being removed and a towel before warm cloth wrapped around him. Gentle hands led him to the small bed in the corner, two sets of weight settled down and Flynn found himself pressed against his friend. As his eyes closed a small smile found its way onto his friends face as he listened to the stead heart and soft voice "go to sleep Flynn, we'll talk in the morning".

Holy cow it's finally done 0.0 I used absolutely nothing from the original draft I did on this…. Well that's how it works sometimes I guess….. I make no promises but if I get the editing done I should have the other chapter I wrote at the same time up today or tomorrow.