The nightmare that won't go away chapter 10 – Making what's wrong right

(A/N – I know I said I was going to upload this on Christmas eve as an early Christmas present but sadly, my PC has been experiencing technical difficulties due to it being infected with a virus and my internet going down. As you can see now however, everything is now as right as rain so please, enjoy the conclusion to The nightmare that won't go away.


Aggie felt a searing pain hit her as she landed on her face from falling through the dark portal. On instinct to protect herself, she leaped up from the ground with a yelp of pain and she began to pat her now slightly burned face. As the temperature of her face went down, Aggie's small yelps subsided and she opened her eyes. When she did, she couldn't believe the sight before her.

A couple of metres before Aggie was her tree except it was black instead of the traditional tree brown and it had red cracks running up every single branch and the tree trunk. The puritan girl then moved her view to the surrounding area and noticed that the whole of the ground near the tree was also black and also had blood red cracks running along it. After seeing the landscape, Aggie felt nervous and turned back to go through the portal from which she came but found it gone.

Suddenly, from behind Aggie came a sound similar to a sonic explosion. Slowly as if she was afraid to see what was behind her, Aggie turned around and when she saw nothing, she raised her head a little; it was only then did Aggie see the worst nightmare of her mind in the flesh.

Floating in the air in front of Aggie was Norman or should she say 'Norman's inner witch'. As Perry had earlier described, Norman's inner witch gave him lightning like hair and blood shot eyes. However, because he was almost at full power, Norman's eyes and skin was a full orange instead of Aggie's olive green whilst his hair was a dark blood red instead of Aggie's dark green. When Norman caught sight of his old crush frozen below him, he floated down lower until he was practically on the ground but he was still floating.

"Hello" the evil boy with the red skin started whilst the girl just stared with disbelief at her crush's new dark tone. "It won't be long now; soon I'll be at my peak of power and my infection will go global, causing everyone to go on a killing rampage like the villagers of Blithe Hollow." Because she was listening to him, Aggie began to move forward to Norman to calm him down; she refused to listen to her crush talk of death and destruction. "Norman, please stop this" she pleaded. "This isn't you; it's your inner witch heritage." At this, a mix of an evil and angry frown overtook Norman's features and he moved closer to Aggie so he was face-to-face with the now startled girl.

"WHO ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHATS RIGHT AND WHATS WRONG!?" He screamed in face, causing tears to form in the corner of Aggie's eyes. "I'm not an idiot; I've been watching you Aggie and I know that if it weren't for my infection turning the villagers into heartless killers then you wouldn't have returned!" To Aggie's definite displeasure, Norman then backed away from the girl a smidge to strike her with a red bolt of 'witch energy' like she had done to him years ago. Now looking at Aggie on the ground, Norman frowned at her deeply again before pointing at a space in front of her where a portal randomly appeared before saying "Now leave to the ruined village and await your inevitable fait."

Still in pain from Norman's energy blast, Aggie weakly stood up and turned to the witch boy; there was a determined look on her face. "No, Norman" she said to his shock. "I'm now leaving to that ruined village because there are people counting on me to sort this out, counting on me to bring you home." In a rage at the puritan girl's words, Norman raised a giant hand from the ground to hit Aggie, sending her to the ground flat like fresh steamrollered tarmac. "I'm not going anywhere with you" Norman stated as he looked down at the now dazed girl. "I WANT NOTHING TO DO WITH YOU!"

Aggie looked up to at the witch boy with that determined look still on her features, this angered Norman greatly. "But you do Norman" she said as she stood up once more. "I know how you feel and I regret saying those things to you; more than you can imagine." As red sparks flew from Norman's features in anger, he clenched his fists and raised them to the air, causing two blood red spikes the size of swords to rise from the ground and cut Aggie across her chest. "I don't feel that way about you anymore!" Norman shouted as Aggie grabbed her chest in pain. "You broke my heart; you're just like THEM Agatha! You don't care or know how I feel!"

Aggie felt a bolt of hurt go through her heart at Norman's words; she hated the knowledge that Norman was comparing her to the people who made his life a misery at times such as the people of the village who saw him as a freak, Alvin and sometimes, even his own parents. Aggie began to cry at the thought; this didn't go unnoticed by the witch boy. "Why are you crying?" Norman asked with disgust mixed into his inner witch's dark tone. "Because you're comparing me to people who actually see you differently! I don't see you differently; I DO know how you feel, Norman and I know that you don't mean to do this!" Again, Aggie's words made Norman want to kill her.

"But I do mean it because I want everyone in the entire WORLD to know how I feel; I want them to be like me!" Slightly calming down, Norman's expression changed from angry to frustrated as he lowered his head and closed his eyes. "Hurt, isolated, looked down on, alone" Norman raised his head and opened his eyes to say the last effecting words of description. "Unloved."

At her crush's words, Aggie walked towards Norman and put her arms around him and was shocked to realise that for the first time in their encounter, the witch boy did not retaliate. "You're wrong, Normy" Aggie said, trying to ease the situation by using a 'cute' nickname. "You're not isolated or looked down on; you've been accepted by people since you saved me from MY inner witch..." Aggie paused to look at Norman's eyes which were no longer angry but sad and full of sorrow. "And you're not unloved, I love you."

The sadness left Norman's eyes as anger returned to fill them again. "LIAR!" He screamed as he blasted Aggie out of his personal space with a shock wave. "You don't love me! If you did, you wouldn't have left two weeks ago when you found out!" Aggie sat up from the ground as Norman moved towards her again. "I know, Norman" Aggie said. "I shouldn't have done that but I want you to know that I DO love you; I was just scared about how the villagers would look at you! You know, for being with a relative." Aggie finished as this was one of the reasons that she had left him.

"Well even if you do love me, I'm letting you know right now that I DON'T love you anymore!" Norman shouted in response whilst he caused bolts of red 'witch energy' to rain from the sky, some striking Aggie but not giving her enough pain to send her to the ground. "But you DO love me Norman, I know you do because this isn't you; it's your inner witch!" By now, Aggie was only a few metres from being face-to-face with her crush again but was pulled forward by Norman's bare hands in anger. "PROVE IT THEN!" He screamed. Seeing this as her chance to end it all, Aggie replied with an action instead of words.

She leaned forward and locked their lips.

Norman was too shocked by the action to respond but he was also enjoying the taste of Aggie's lips too much to push her away. The puritan girl, on the other hand was practically trying to bruise the boy's lips as she continuously kissed him over and over. After about a minute, Aggie pulled away from Norman for a breather and to look at Norman's expression, she wasn't surprised when it said 'shocked'. "That enough proof for you?" she asked rhetorically to him. As if she knew it was the right thing to do, Aggie placed her right hand onto Norman's face whilst her left intertwined with his. "Come back to me, Normy."

At the words, Norman began to scream like a banshee and forcefully placed both his hands onto his head in agony. At first sight, Aggie became worried but calmed down as she noticed Norman's hair, skin and eyes flash rapidly between their normal colour and his inner witch's red. To help, Aggie hugged Norman from behind which only made the inner witch's fight for control of Aggie's crush harder. After a minute of Norman's high pitch screaming, a shock wave erupted from the boy's body, sending Aggie away from him and to the ground.

With the feeling of pain going through her entire body, Aggie weakly raised herself from the ground and slowly walked towards where she had been holding Norman to her. When she managed to stumble too where she had last been, Aggie's expression showed pure happiness as she found Norman unconscious on the ground but she was happy because of his appearance. He was no longer the witch boy; he was plain old Norman Babcock.


Sandra, Perry and Courtney all ran through the village as fast as they could; surrounded by the infection's survivors. About two minutes ago, a second shock wave had passed through the entire village and all the survivors expected the worst but to everybody's pleasure and relief, the shockwave had began to turn the infected normal again. Throughout the whole of Blithe Hollow, every single infected that was breathing had begun to scream whilst their bloodshot red eyes began to return to the villager's normal colour. When the screaming had stopped, the Babcock family immediately knew that Aggie had saved Norman from his inner witch and so without warning, both parents and the one sister ran from the church that had protected them from the infected and towards the forest that Aggie had told them it was where Norman would be.

And so right now, that was where the family were heading at this moment in time. As they were only about minutes from the forest, the family could make out three people in the distance. One was a man with silver hair and was wearing a full body yellow hazmat suit, another was the family's adopted daughter but it was the sight of the third person that got the family to increase their pace.

"NORMAN!" Perry shouted as he ran towards his son who had his arm draped around Aggie's shoulders for support. Before the family could reach their son/brother, Brendan Vulka stopped them in their tracks by stepping in front of them. "Your son is fine" he started. "He just needs rest." Courtney and Sandra let sighs of relief from their mouths whilst Perry was moving his head in every direction. "Where's my brother?" He asked Brendan, referring to Dr. Crawden.

"His friend Dr. Ryder was killed by the infected during our mission; he's back at Aggie's tree talking to his boss to arrange a funeral." At the words, Perry nodded his head and said "Sorry, I wasn't listening about Norman; how is he?" As Brendan was about to respond, his eyes went wide at the sight of Aggie suddenly smashing her lips against Norman's and kissing him viscously. When the soldier didn't reply, all three family members turned their heads and went wide eyed also. After they all turned away to give the new couple their moment, a cocky grin came across Brendan's face and he said...

"I'm sure he's going to be just fine."


(A/N – And there you go; everything turned out alright in the end! Again, I'm sorry for the late update but I hope that this happy (and slightly funny, in my opinion) ending made up for it. At this point in time, Curse of the Gam-gul is the story that has the most votes on my poll so that will be the story that I do next; it will be started some time after I go back to school on Jan 7th.

If you REALLY liked this story, you might be happy to know that I have created a Fictionpress to write prequels to these stories about my OCs. Here is a summery for the prequel to this story known as I will do it for love.

"From what we know, Byron White was a ruthless man who wanted nothing more than to bring Norman Babcock to Wide spread and to collect his prize fund but why was he reduced to this? Join us on a journey to see Byron White as a war hero and a good man before a certain event led to his eventual death").