Origin Story: Lantern's Adventures

by LanternLover23

Litwick once said that we were all someone before we became Guardians. But with me, I always knew who I was, even before I became a Guardian. With me, it's not so much as to WHO I am, more to WHAT I am. Read this and come along with me as I slowly find out. Here, we start from the very beginning. Rated T for language that might be used.

8. Mal Is In Trouble And We All Hate Dexter

Did you think that was the end? No! The fun begin, mysteries unravel and chaos ensue!

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Nighttime.

I absolutely, positively, most definitely hated night.

Nighttime was the worst time for me. Hours alone in bed seemed like Dexter's opening to be obnoxious. His useless yabbering kept me awake and then if I fell asleep he'd most likely give me a nightmare. He'd always end them with, "Dee dee dee dee dee DEE DEE DEE!" I thought things would change now. I guess not.

Anyway, since I could stay up until 5:00 in the morning before crashing against my will (I hate you, Dexter), I spent the time writing. Fury called them Fanfics and so did Phoenix. I searched through the site, reading Fury and Phoenix's stories. Then I discovered some other authors and read theirs, making mental notes to talk to them, "Tommorrow".

I also learned about why there are ratings like K, K+, T and M. M the hard way. Eeeyuck. But gross innuendos aside, I spent hours upon hours staring at a glowing screen without looking away. You can tell me this is unhealthy but I'll tell you I'm an immortal vampire demon and the rules of humanity don't all apply to me.

I was starting to get tired but I wanted to stay up. Staying up meant no nightmares and no nightmares was.. well, cool. Amazing, awesome. Too had it would never happen. My eyelids were beginning to droop and I had to fight to keep them open. I tried to focus on the fanfic. Read the fanfic. My shoulders started to sag and I leaned forward.

Damn you Dexter.

~NIGHTMARE~

My mom. My mom was standing right next to me. Then a flash of light she disintegrated away.

I saw Hoodwink. He was in the front of the TV gulping down soda muttering the lyrics, "I like to move it, move it." over and over again in an endless loop. I tried to reach out to him but no matter how much I ran I never got closer.

Then Mal. There was a dark figure looming over him. I could't make out who it was but when the shadows cleared enough for me to see one single blue eye crackling with madness I knew who it was.

He was hurting my brother and I had to get back to the-

DEEDEEDEEE

~WAKE UP~

I woke up in a cold sweat. My brother was in trouble. Mal was in trouble. I had to get back to the Afterlife.

I'm surprised. That's the fastest you've ever woken up.

Quiet, this is a situation I have zero tolerance for in-

But when have I ever listened to you? Make me.

Make me make you.

DEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEE!

Shut up.

DEDEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEE!

Shut-

DEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEEDEE!

Sh-

DEEDEEDEEDEEDEEEDEEDEEEDEE!

"SHUT UP!" I yelled aloud, smacking myself in the head with my palm.

Oh look, folks, she's finally cracked.

Shakily closing the laptop and getting up from bed, I got cleaned up, opened a portal and jumped inside, heading back to the Afterlife.

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Well, Dexter, I think everyone in the audience loathes you right now.

Anyway, hope you liked this chappie and don't forget to review.