A/N Just a warning, Really long chapter!
Also I really hope everyone enjoys this chapter, it gave me a bit of trouble because it could have gone so many different ways, but after re-writing it a few times this is what I came up with.
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Chapter 7
Leonardo looked at Nightmare warily. Nightmare was waiting for them when they broke through back to the lair. She was angry, but he didn't know why, he didn't understand who she was. He had thought she would be gone when they arrived, but she didn't appear to be going anywhere at the moment.
He understood that she claimed to be the Devil, but she wasn't Lucifer. His eyes moved from her cloaked figure to his brother.
"Raph?" He said softly to his brother as he knelt down and gripped his hand.
"Leo?" His brother asked him in confusion.
"How could you Raph?" Michelangelo said to him, his voice breaking.
Raphael closed his eyes. "I'm sorry, not your fault. I'm sorry you had to find me like this." He whispered wretchedly. "I think I dreamed of Starlight, all grown up. I hoped I would be dead before you found me, but it's okay, I feel...I don' feel the pain or loss anymore. I finally feel at peace. I just...there wasn't another way." He said softly.
"That's it, I've heard enough." Nightmare's voice growled. She strode up to Raphael, bent down and picked him up by his plastron. Her clawed gauntlets dug into his shell as she hauled him up. "You're not dead yet." She growled.
Leonardo and his brothers fell back a step in shock. She threw Raphael hard against the wall. His carapace crashed against the brickwork as he slid down to land in a heap.
Leonardo drew his swords, but Nightmare was already striding towards his fallen brother. "Don't you dare touch him!" Leonardo yelled in shocked horror.
Nightmare stopped. Her hood looked towards him. "He wanted to die." She said angrily.
She looked back at Raphael who was shaking his head as if trying to clear it. "Do you still wish to die Raphael?" She asked him
Raphael frowned as he looked up at her. "Who..." He began."
"You should be dead. You drove your sai into your heart and bled out. However, you brothers made a deal with the Devil, that would be me, and I brought you back."
Raphael's eyes widened in horror. "Leo!" His brother whispered in shock.
"I'm sorry Raph, she offered, we couldn't just let you go." Leonardo said, his voice breaking.
"You made a deal with...with HIM!" Raphael was starting to get worked up.
"Not Satan Raph, she calls herself Nightmare." Donatello said softly.
"Do you still wish to die?" Nightmare questioned silkily.
"Back away from him." Leonardo warned. Nightmare did not turn her attention away from Raphael.
Raphael clenched his teeth together in anger, in misery. "It hurts too much Leo." He said his voice breaking in despair.
"You wouldn't know the first thing about pain." Nightmare sneered.
Raphael looked up at where her voice came from. "You would never understand." He said hopelessly.
"Raph..." Mikey began gently but Nightmare cut him off.
"Pathetic." Nightmare said shaking her head. "And what would your love think if she were to see you now, this wretched, broken, shell of a man who was once the center of her world?"
"She'll never know what I became." Raphael said in despair. "I suppose I can be thankful for that."
"Wrong answer." Nightmare said as she kicked him hard sending him sprawling across the floor.
Leonardo had a sword aimed at her throat. "You touch him again, and I kill you." Leonardo growled.
Nightmare laughed. "Been there, done that. But you are welcome to try again." Nightmare said viciously.
Leonardo moved but Nightmare was already gone, already picking up his broken brother. She shook him lightly. "I will ask you one more time, what would your love think about how you have lived your life until now? What would she think if she could see you now?" Without even letting go of her grip on Raphael she caught Michelangelo's nunchuck in one hand pulling him towards her and lashing out with a vicious kick that sent him sprawling onto the ground where he lay motionless.
"Mikey!" Leonardo and Donatello shouted together.
"Ow." Michelangelo groaned as he slowly began to sit up.
"K..." Nightmare grabbed Raphael's mouth roughly.
"You don't even deserve to say her name." She hissed. "Now impress me before I put you out of your miserable existence. And if your brothers attempt to lay one more hand on me, I will not hesitate to silence them."
Something sparked to life within Raphael's sightless eyes. "Don't you threaten them." Raphael growled.
"What price should you have to pay for betraying the woman you love I wonder?" She asked. Raphael looked at her in shock. "What, you do not believe you betrayed her?" She questioned.
"No." He ground out. "I betrayed her."
Nightmare shook him. "I'm not talking about you breaking your promise. I am talking about your betrayal of her. She was dragged to Hell, tortured, killed and then shattered her own soul, all to protect you and your brothers."
"Don't talk about her. You have no idea..." Raphael began as she let him fall to the floor.
"How is what you have become not a betrayal?" She asked angrily. "She risked everything so you could live, and all you did was throw it back at her as if your life didn't matter."
"My life doesn't matter!" Raphael spat out.
"Then you are nothing but a betrayer. You should have lived for her, instead all you did was throw your life away." She sneered.
Raphael glared at her as he picked himself up off the floor, using the wall for support. "You have no idea how much it hurts. How much my failure to save her claws at my very soul."
"So this was all about you. It had nothing to do with her." She sneered.
"It had everything to do with her!" He shouted.
"No, it didn't. YOU chose to blame yourself. YOU chose to punish yourself. YOU chose not to Live. YOU chose to end your life. It sounds like it was all about YOU." She said angrily. "Because if she could see you now..."
"How could I live without her? Tell me that. I could never love again! I would always feel as if..."
She cut him off. "No! You are the master of your fate; You are the captain of your soul."
Donatello made a choking noise. Leonardo looked at his brother who was pale to the point of grey.
"What does that even mean?" Raphael ground out angrily.
"You could have lived without her." Nightmare said furiously. "You could have eventually overcame your grief, your guilt, your loneliness, but instead you betrayed the woman you loved. Not by not saving her, she never expected you to, but by not living for her."
Raphael closed his eyes and blew out an angry breath.
"So tell me Raphael, do you still long for death?" She questioned menacingly.
Raphael clutched at the wall his eyes closed, he remained silent.
"You are such an ass." Nightmare said as she punched him hard in the face. He went sprawling.
Raphael lay on the ground ,his mind working furiously as he rubbed his jaw. He finally realized what his other senses had been telling him. He slowly sat up. He could feel his brothers clustered around him, asking him if he was okay.
"Yeah, I'm good." He said as he lay looking at the light behind his eyes. He had thought that he was dead or dying, because although he couldn't see, it was no longer dark, he could see light.
"Thank you Darkness." He said. He rubbed his jaw again. "You have one hell of a right hook." He grumbled as he let his brothers help him to his feet.
"Raph..." Donatello began shakily, but he cut his brother off.
"You're right. She would hate me for what I've become. I'm a selfish bastard, but I've always known that. For a moment...I almost thought you were...Her. Even though I knew She couldn't be here, I had hoped...but I can hear the soft rustle of your feathers, the lashing of your tail because you are angry. Your voice is so like Hers, but contains that overlay of husky sexuality that Hers never had, and you always did smell like Her. My soul feels lighter, as if it is complete again. I know when you leave I will feel that great gaping hole in my soul again, but you are right. She would hate me."
"Raph..." Donatello said unevenly.
He finally opened his eyes and looked over at Donatello's face. He looked pale and strained. Leonardo was wearing a blank mask, his feelings shuttered as if he was in too much turmoil for him to deal with what he was feeling. Michelangelo looked confused and worried.
He blinked again. He could feel himself take a step and then stumble. His brother's tried to catch him but he was dead weight. He slipped to the ground and fell to his knees as he looked at his hands. He could see.
He could hear his brothers calling his name but the sound was coming from far away. He watched as the pale yellow light played about on his skin.
"I can see." He whispered. He looked into his brother's faces. "I...I can see." His voice came out choked.
His brothers stopped talking as they looked at him in shock. His eyes flew to Darkness, only it wasn't Darkness who stood there. It was a woman wrapped within the folds of a black cloak, her face and hair obscured by the hood.
"I took the darkness from your eyes. They just took a little time to realize that they could see again." She said with a shrug. "And I knocked some sense into you, that seemed to help."
He slowly stood as he brushed off his brother's offers of assistance. The lair got quiet as they looked between Nightmare and himself.
Nightmare stood looking at him, hip cocked to the side, arms crossed over her chest in irritation. His mind attempted to reason with his heart, and failed.
He took a step towards her, but she took a step back in response. "It's you...It can't be, but it is you." He managed to whisper. She did not respond, did not confirm or deny his accusation.
"K..." He began but suddenly she was in front of him covering his mouth with a silver clawed gauntlet.
He reached out and pulled back her hood back enough to reveal a beloved face. He closed his eyes and pulled her tightly against him, she let him for a moment before she pushed him away angrily. She barred her sharp canines in anger.
"How could you." She said angrily, tears filling angry blood red eyes.
He reached out and touched her scarred face gently. He traced the line of the scar that was translucent against her pale skin. It was the one Leonardo had given her when he had been possessed by the angel. She flinched back."I'm so sorry." He whispered. "I am so, so sorry. I just…I couldn't go on without you." He said miserably. "But I should have tried. I should never have blamed myself when I knew you wouldn't have. I should never have thrown your sacrifice right back in your face." He said wretchedly.
She looked away and closed her eyes. She looked back at him, his honey brown eyes looked into her moss green ones. "I'm not Her you know." She said softly shaking her head as she stepped away from him.. "I remember her, but I'm not really her."
He closed his eyes and shook his head. "Past life, present life, I don't care." He opened his eyes and stepped close to her again. "I'm sorry I am such an ass." He said softly reaching out and tracing the black butterfly that was emblazoned at an angle on her cheek, just to the left side under her eye.
She pulled away as she lifted her clawed hands and Raphael felt power slide and dance along his skin. A circle appeared around them on the floor burning gold. The power rose up and over all of them putting them in the center of a dome.
"We can talk freely now." Katherine said. "There are too many things that have ears." Katherine turned her gaze back upon him. "Damn it Raphael!" She shouted, red fire beginning to flood her eyes. "Don't." She said to him as he stepped towards her. "Just stay over there." She said angrily.
"How?" Donatello said in a broken voice, as if he was too scared to accept her as being real, because she might suddenly vanish if he hoped too much.
She looked at Donatello, her eyes reverted to green again as she gently began to talk. "Darkness didn't Destroy my soul. I shattered my soul, and it managed to survive, but it needed to rest, and I needed time to pull what was left of my soul back together. Darkness pushed the Nightmare godhede into my body so that my soul had something to focus on, to act as my center." She finished softly.
"I didn't know." Raphael said wretchedly.
She turned her attention back to him."You should have known I still existed Raphael. You should have had hope that I was still out there somewhere!" She accused him.
"How could I have known!" He shot back as anger rose within him.
"Because you still exist!" She yelled. "You still exist." She said softly as she looked at him. Raphael looked at her in shock. "My soul rings with yours, my heart beats with yours. If your heart stops, so too does mine. If your soul ceases to exist, so too does mine, and vice versa. The moment our eyes met our souls began to ring together. From that very moment we were no longer separate beings." She whispered. "But even if I died your heart would begin to beat again, because I still existed!"
"Then why didn't Darkness tell us!" Raphael asked angrily. "Why didn't she tell us that you were still alive?"
"Because Darkness didn't know." Donatello said softly. "Something stayed her hand, she had an inkling, but she didn't know what was going to happen. And then when she did merge the Nightmare godhede with Katherine's soul, she didn't know what would happen."
Katherine nodded. "She knew it would take time for my soul to heal."
"It was less than 5 years!" Raphael yelled at her.
"For you!" She said angrily. "Time does not move the same in Hell and in Betwixt and Between as it does on Earth. It took me 2456 years to heal my soul. You would have been long dead and your bodies returned to dust by the time I emerged from my sleep."
"In my dreams, it really was you." Donatello said in shock as he paled.
"Yes." Katherine said simply. "Bits and pieces of me."
Donatello stumbled as Michelangelo grabbed him.
"It's fading." Katherine said as she strode over to Donatello. She looked at him with worry. A golden butterfly with purple tipped wings emerged from Donatello's chest. It fluttered as it began to fade.
"Damn it!" Katherine said shaking her head, as she grabbed at the butterfly which vanished.
Donatello clenched his teeth together in pain as he clutched at his body. His eyes flashed gold.
Leonardo darted to Donatello's side. "What did you do to him?" He shouted.
"I did nothing, this is Katherine's doing." Katherine said with a shake of her head. She lay Donatello down gently.
"What did she...You do?" Leonardo asked in worry.
"Let me think Leonardo." Katherine said as she gently brushed Donatello's cheek.
She quickly pulled off her gauntlets. They were silver and clawed. Metal plates ran up the length of the gauntlets. She pulled one metal plate off from each gauntlet. She began whispering in a language Raphael didn't recognize. The silver plates began to glow until resting within her hand were two silver cuffs inlaid with golden writing that Raphael could not read.
She lifted up the sleeves of Donatello's white hoodie and attached a cuff to each wrist. Donatello's pain filled face relaxed. He opened his eyes and she helped him to sit up.
"Are you okay Donny?" Leonardo asked in concern.
Donatello nodded but his whole focus was centered upon Katherine. She looked back at him with concern, but slowly stood.
Leonardo turned his attention back to Katherine. Too many emotions rolled around on his brother's face for him to identify only one.
"Katherine." Leonardo whispered as he slowly stood. Michelangelo helped Donatello to his feet as Leonardo reached out and pulled Katherine to him.
"I don't know what is going on." He said his voice breaking slightly. "But is it really you?" He questioned.
Katherine's arms reached up to embrace him but stopped, falling back to her sides.
"I'm sorry Leonardo, Katherine is dead." She said softly. She pulled out of Leonardo's embrace and walked over to Donatello.
"These will only slow the process." She said pointing at his cuffs.
Leonardo looked at Katherine miserably, but there was a spark of determination that lit his eyes.
"What did you do to him Katherine?" Leonardo asked.
"Don't call me Katherine. Please." She said to him pleadingly. "For my safety."
Leonardo blinked in surprise but nodded.
Katherine nodded in return. "Katherine pulled Donatello back from death, but there is always a price to pay for using power. The price for a life, is always a life." She said softly.
Raphael felt himself pale. "But...you didn't die." Raphael whispered in horror.
"No she didn't, because of what she did and the price she paid. She paid with so much of her life, giving what she could to Donatello to keep him alive, but he doesn't have much time left, a few months perhaps." She paused as she looked at them. "But she was not powerful enough to do what needed to be done, and so, she made a Covenant with a supernatural creature." She said softly.
"What? Are you saying that Donny really is...dying?" Leonardo asked in a choked voice.
"Yes." She said.
"Donny why didn't you tell us?" Leonardo questioned.
"Because Leo, you didn't need to worry about me. I made my peace with it years ago."
"So why is Donny in pain, and what supernatural creature?" Leonardo asked.
"What's a Covenant?" Michelangelo asked in confusion and worry, his eyes sliding to Donatello.
"She made Donatello her Familiar." She said softly.
Donatello's eyes widened in shock.
"She made him familiar with what?" Raphael asked in confusion.
"She made Donny her Familiar Raph." Michelangelo said his mouth pulled into a frown as he thought. "But I always thought that only witches could have Familiars, and they are usually cats, or crows, lots of crows in horror movies."
"Wait, what?" Raphael asked in confusion. "Katherine was a witch?" He asked in shock. "You're a witch." He asked shaking his head back and forth.
"No, I am not a witch." Katherine said to him. "And I suppose you could classify Katherine as a witch since she drew upon the powers and spiritual energy of the Earth." Katherine said thoughtfully. "Though perhaps...mage? No. Sorceress...no. Witch would, I suppose, be the closest thing she would be." She looked again at Donatello. "To pull him back from death, Katherine bound her soul to Donatello's. However, the price for pulling him back was her life, she began to die, but Donatello wouldn't let her go. He promised her that he would help her, always protect her and that he wouldn't let her die. They entered into a pact, an agreement, a Covenant. Because of all of your spiritual training, Donatello had enough spiritual or magical power within him to be classified as a magical creature. Therefore, because Katherine agreed to the promise offered by Donatello, and because she was what she was, Donatello became her Familiar. In doing this she was able to pull that extra amount of power needed to save herself. She pulled this power from Donatello who had enough to save her life. The price Katherine paid for saving Donatello's life became a great deal of her life force as well as a great deal of power, and this was accepted by Death." Katherine finished.
"I don't understand." Leonardo said shaking his head. "What is a Familiar?"
"A servant." Donatello said softly.
"Yes, a servant whose sole purpose is to serve and protect their Master until such a time as the Covenant between them expires." Katherine said softly.
"So what is happening to him? Why is he dying now?" Leonardo asked in worry.
Katherine sighed. "Because the amount of life that Katherine gave him is almost depleted." She said softly. " As to what is happening to him, Donatello broke their Covenant."
"I failed to protect her." Donatello whispered. "I let her die."
"Yes, so the chains of your Covenant lashed back to kill you, but you didn't die. The chains were broken but they didn't vanish. Hitsuzen's butterfly, which was a gateway to the Dreaming, allowed you to protect Katherine's shattered soul and help her pull it back together. It also acted as a shield against the wrath of the chains. However, now that my soul is again whole, the chains of the Covenant are reforming, because Donatello's length of time he was to be her Familiar was always, as in forever." She said softly.
"But Donny never said anything about feeling anything, or doing anything before, why is he being affected now!" Leonardo asked in frustration. But then Leonardo's eyes widened as he realized there had been times when Donatello knew Katherine was in danger, knew where she was, and had had a problem leaving her side, until she had ordered him away from her.
"Yes." She said nodding at Leonardo's realization. "He protected her and watched out for her, and he remained much as he was. Donatello is in pain because the Covenant needs to make Donatello into something that can protect what he is now bound to." She said softly.
They all looked at Katherine. She was standing there looking at them. Raphael frowned in confusion. What was she? His brother's had said she was..."The Devil." He said in horror.
"Yes." She nodded. "But that is just a title, it isn't what I really am." She said softly.
Donatello's eyes widened. "Darkness merged your soul with the Nightmare godhede!" He said in shock.
"Along with a few other things, yes." She said with a nod.
"So you...you're a...god." Michelangelo said with a mixture of awe and disbelief.
"Yes. I am Nightmare, Goddess of Magic, holder of the Accords of Hell." She said to them.
Shocked silence greeted this. Raphael had no idea what she was talking about. All he knew was that the woman he loved was now a goddess. He looked at the golden dome around them. And the Devil.
"Normally when there is a Covenant between Familiar and witch, the Familiar is more powerful than the witch. Katherine was slightly more powerful than Donatello but not by much. However Katherine had the ability to channel huge amounts of power." Katherine said to them. "But now, the power difference between us is too great. So the Covenant will change Donatello into something that can protect me. His power will still be less, but because of what I am, he will be able to draw power from me...when the transformation is complete."
"What is he becoming?" Leonardo asked softly. "And will it stop him from dying?"
"I do not know what it is he is becoming. At the very least he is becoming immortal, but...I believe the most likely scenario is that he is becoming a demon. So yes, if the transformation is completed, he will cease to die." Katherine said softly.
Donatello looked at his hands in shock. "A demon?" He questioned.
Katherine nodded. "Not a Hell demon, more, a spiritual demon."
"Like a Japanese demon." Donatello said as he looked at the cuffs around his wrists.
"Yes." She said with a nod. "Those bands will slow your transformation, but not forever. If you take off those cuffs, the chains will complete the binding once again." She paused and looked at Donatello. "I'm sorry Donatello." She said with anguish.
"How much of me will be left?" Donatello asked her. She frowned in confusion. "How much of me will remain after the demon takes hold of my mind?"
"I don't know, not much." She said softly. "You will most likely still look like you, but you will be a servant, a slave, a killing machine whose only purpose in life will be to serve, obey and protect me." She said miserably. "Donatello..." She began but he cut her off.
"How long will these cuffs keep the transformation at bay?" Donatello asked her softly.
She frowned. "If you wish it, they will keep the transformation at bay until the day you die."
Donatello looked at her seriously and nodded tersely. "There is no point in worrying about something we can't control." He said to her as he pulled her into a crushing embrace."I've missed you." He whispered.
She clutched him tightly but pulled away after a moment. "Donatello..." She looked at all of them. "I'm not Her." She said to them. "I know you don't really understand but, I'm not Her. Katherine really did die. Her story is written and locked within a library. She is just another memory buried with millions of other memories, millions of other past lives."
Raphael looked at her, the knots in his stomach that had clenched in worry over his brother, tightened. "What are you trying to say?" He whispered as he stepped towards her. His mind had been in turmoil as he tried to come to grips with what and who she was, and what was happening to his brother.
"I can't just..." She waved her hands. "I can't just pick up where She left off. I remember you, I remember her love for you, but I have lived for well over two thousand years without you." She said in anguish.
Raphael felt his world blacken. "There is someone else." He whispered.
She looked at him. "Raphael, you betrayed me, Her, by giving up on the life She sacrificed Her very soul to save." She shook her head. "I just remembered who I was, I can't just pretend the last two thousand years hasn't happened." She said to him.
"Fine, I betrayed you, but Leo didn't, Donny didn't, Mikey didn't." Raphael said wretchedly.
"I. Am. The. Dev-il." She said to him slowly. "I. Rule. Hell."
Raphael glared at her angrily.
She turned her back to him and looked at the blood, his blood, that had spilled to the floor. He felt shame build up in him for taking his own life. She flicked her hands and the dome around them disappeared. She undid her cloak held it out, and tossed it over the drying blood.
Raphael's eyes widened in shock and he was barely able to stifle his gasp. Donatello let out a gasp, Leonardo let out a quickly silenced noise, and Michelangelo covered his mouth to silence a gasp.
She was as pale as Darkness had been. Opalescent skin almost glowed in the dim light of the lair. Her wings rose, stretching out and opening revealing black feathered, red-tipped wings like nothing he had ever seen. They were feathered but they looked more like bat wings, except instead of a membrane stretched between the fingers, each finger was covered in feathers. She pulled her wings back in close to her body. Her serpentine tail flicked in irritation from side to side. She looked at him over her shoulder. He looked at her white hair, one blood red streak running through her pale locks. Her white cat ears were pulled tightly against her head in irritation, her white ram like horns that curled out from the top of her head glinted in the dim light of the lair.
"I'm not human Raphael, not even close." She said with a negligent shrug, her voice riding along his skin like a sinful invitation.
"I don't care what you look like." Raphael ground out. She was wearing a white swag of fabric that covered her breasts. The fabric draped gracefully around her sides. A flowing white skirt that separated in the center revealing a red strip of fabric. There were several slits int eh fabrick one on each side of her hips, and one in the back for her tail. He legs were encased in red, thigh high leather boots. But it wasn't her appearance that made him ill, though shocking, it was the scars. She had too many. Her body showed all that she had suffered at the hands of the demons who had obviously worn their faces, and used their weapons to torture and eventually kill her. He could even see the blow that finally killed her. A three pronged weapon had been plunged through her heart. He looked down at the scars that now covered his chest. He had the same matching scars above his plastron.
He felt his vision waver. It had been him. The last image Katherine had seen was him, plunging his sai through her heart.
She sighed. "She knew it wasn't you. Lucifer couldn't break her because she knew it wasn't you, no matter how much every instinct screamed it was all of you, she could see in their eyes, that they were demons."
Her hands were again encased within her silver clawed gauntlets. He looked over her appearance again. The scars were not ruinous, in fact they were barely even noticeable. They were translucent on her pale skin. His eyes wandered up her arm to a blood red band that was tied around her upper arm. He frowned.
He recovered himself enough to talk without the bile burning his throat."Then if you don't feel anything for any of us, why do you still have this wrapped around your arm!" He yelled as he grabbed the tails of his mask. She looked down at her arm in confusion. She untied the ties and unwrapped it. She looked at the scrap of fabric and looked at him holding the mask up. She held it out to him.
He looked at the mask in shock. He turned his head away in anger. "It's Katherine's."
She nodded. "I remember." She said as she lay it down on the couch.
He opened his mouth, but was stopped by Donatello who lay a gentle but firm hand on his shoulder. "Let her go Raph." He said quietly.
He looked at his brother in shock. He clenched his teeth together in anger. He couldn't let her go. He had just found her again. His fractured heart would shatter again if she left. "You told me that I was a part of you, and that you were a part of me!" He accused, the tears in his eyes threatening to spill over. He knew he had betrayed her. He knew that it wasn't Katherine. He could hear the difference in her voice, see the difference in her eyes, but it didn't matter, he didn't care who or what she was, she was still his.
She had turned away from them but stopped at his words. "I can't stay. I have too many things to do, but perhaps in a few days...I'll come back." She said as she vanished.
Long chapter I know! But I had a lot of stuff to cram into it. Hopefully everyone enjoyed it! I had fun with Nightmare beating the crap out of Raph, I think he kinda deserved it a little.
Also, if anyone wants to see a pic of Nightmare, she is my new avatar. I thought I was going to draw Darkness or even Goddess first, but I wanted to really get a visual of Nightmare since her appearance is the most extreme of all of Katherine's incarnations. I wanted to see if she would still be beautiful with how inhuman she actually is. I think she turned out pretty well=)