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Show Me That Glasgow Smile	By : LuciferDragon Category: +M through R > Rise of the Guardians Views: 1540 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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7.
I knew Hana needed a break. She had been staying home for so long, trying to help Evilyn develop. I understood her worries and fears, but it should not have drained her so much. Evilyn could be a handful. The child meant well, but enough was enough. She was old enough to start going out with at least one of us. She had minimal abilities, only with her artistic talent when she made pumpkins with Hana. My plan for that night would be to show her she could create things. I knew she could; the signs were there.
I slipped out of bed, finding my pants from before. Somehow they were thrown across the room in our rare time alone physically. That was another thing I wanted to correct. I loved my daughter, but I loved my wife as well. I only had enough energy in my resources for so many people after filling the stone for Hana and another for Evilyn, as well as gathering fear for myself. I missed the nights she would help me with corrupting dreams and terrifying the living. I missed the passion she had. She once possessed such creativity, some of her scares would always reignite the attraction I had for her.
I adjusted the fabric of my coat before I left, seeing it merge with my skin from the corner of my eye. I paused in the doorway as the sheets shifted behind me. I heard her let out a soft sigh as she settled back down. The light of the fire gave a strange glow to her side. I could barely remember ever seeing her as just a student. She had been promising as a creature like me, and when I finally breeched the last boundary, testing how far she would let me go, it had been worth it. The two months of sexual tension had made it better than I imagined it would, even though I had to restrain myself.
I had given her the option to run, and I thought she would have. When she stood her ground, and even called me by a pet name, I fell hard for her confidence. She wasn't afraid of me. The face that terrified children for eons didn't deter her. Not even my kinks turned her off. They did the polar opposite. As it turned out, she had her own once she had broken out of her shell completely, which let me learn a few weaknesses I wasn't aware I had.
I was still able to be the foulest creature of the night. The being of shadows and nightmares combined. I was still king of my domain, but I had accepted the balance as well. I didn't approve, but to keep the peace, I went along with it. I helped when beings fouler than I emerged with wicked intentions of slaughtering humans. Those were things that even I do not approve of in the realm of night.
I gently opened Evilyn's door as I came in front of it, being as quiet as I could. Within my sight, the child slept on, holding the very old bear we had once stolen for Drago. Against her legs slept her irritating idea of a pet. The cat was too quiet, too crafty for its own good. It woke first and stretched against Evilyn's legs, waking her immediately. She squinted her eyes. "Daddy? What time is it?"
"Don't worry about time. We're going on a field trip tonight, just you and me."
She sat up and rubbed at her eyes in a feeble attempt to brush off the residual Dreamsand. She tossed the bear onto Meeko as she got out of bed. The animal only grunted and went back to sleep.
"I'll wait downstairs for you." I left her to dress herself, retreating to the center of my lair, where the iron globe stood still. The lights still remained unchanged. I folded my hands behind my back, keeping my gaze on Japan. I knew there was more than my globe was telling me. The belief was still there. The lights only went out when a child grew too old to believe in any of us, though it didn't stay dim for long. Another child would be born and take over that light, creating the endless cycle of glittering.
I glanced up as I heard approaching footsteps, watching Evilyn come near from upstairs. "Where are we going?"
"Anywhere we can. You're going to make your own Nightmare, just like Onyx."
Her face fell and she looked down at the ground. "But Daddy, I can't…"
I leaned down and held her shoulder. "It's time I told you a secret. Do you know how long it took me to form the Nightmares?" She shook her head. "Hundreds of years. It took Drago ten years to tap into his most powerful abilities. It took your mother six months to create Hessian and the Shadowbats." She looked at me again and I smiled, making one show up on her face as well.
She surprised me by putting her arms around my neck. "I'll try. Just because you think I can." She held on and looked at me. "Why is Mommy not coming?"
"Your mom needs a break. From all of us. Not even Hessian is allowed to bother her at this point." She hadn't been sleeping lately, on top of it all. Her mind wouldn't stop racing, and I couldn't continue to give her my Dreamsand. Any chance to let her sleep naturally was one I enforced entirely. Sometimes to the point where I would let her sleep alone and take residence in the den below, lest I wake her and keep her awake for another innumerous amount of hours. "And you need more time with me to develop your abilities. It might help you with more instruction outside the lair, amongst the humans."
She let go and I stood. "Do you really think I can scare a human?"
I chuckled and let her take my hand. "I know so." I whistled for Onyx, allowing the 'mare to materialize beneath us, something Evilyn always loved. I used the sands to open a portal to the Void. Onyx jumped forward immediately, taking us anywhere she wanted to go.

Hours later gave way to a bit of progress. She had managed to make a boy wet his bed, and she manipulated her first dream. She even absorbed a bit of the fear from the source for the first time, and she found she preferred it. Good news for us all on that one. I would only have to use the stones to gather extra fear, for days that Mom and Dad were not quite ready for bed yet, in the sense of sleep.
I could tell the strain of finding her abilities was starting to grow on her. "One more try, Lyn. Then we can go home."
She nodded and crept up to a sleeping girl. She frowned and cocked her head to the side, observing the dream. "What are they doing?"
I narrowed my eyes at the Dreamsand, taking note that the sleeping child was an adolescent. The figures represented a male and a female. I assumed it was her and a crush or a boyfriend. Her figure leaned between the male's legs. That's all they were doing. A loving embrace from that boy was the girl's sweetest dream. "Giving her a dream."
Her lips pressed together in thought. She stuck her finger through the male's chest, swirling the sands around her digit. She closed her eyes, trying to gain more focus. I could see her strain in effort as the sands took the shape of a horse, similar to Onyx.
I let out a breath I hadn't known I restrained. "Lyn, look. You made one."
She hesitantly cracked one open. They both shot open when she saw the billowing shadow Nightmare weaving through the air in front of her. She laughed a bit. "Daddy, I did it!"
"You did. Now make sure it will take to you."
She nodded and held out her hand, keeping a bit of distance from the creature. She let it close the space, deciding if it would accept her or not. I held my breath again as the creature took longer than it should have to decide. When it finally closed the space and nosed her hand, I cackled louder than I should have and woke the girl.
She looked around with bleary eyes that widened the moment she looked at me. Her mouth moved a few times, but no sound came out.
I grinned, showing my teeth. "Boo."
She tried rolling out of bed away from me, but only came face to face with my daughter and her new Nightmare. Evilyn shared my grin, and sent the girl scrambling out of bed the long way, tripping over her sheets on the way out of her room, screaming about the Boogeyman being in her room.
I chuckled and looked back to Evilyn, who was now petting the ever-moving mane of the Nightmare. "What is its name?"
"He says Dusk."
"A male, huh?"
"That's what he says."
Which meant Hessian could finally have a break with all the other Nightmares harassing him. It was fitting. After all, Drago and I had mares and Hana had a stallion. It made sense Evilyn would have a male. "Keep focus on him then. Bond for awhile. The more you bond, the larger he will become. But don't do so now. Wait until we're back in the lair, so he doesn't get too big for Onyx."
She nodded and held the horse close. We both looked to the hallway as the teenager screeched to wake her parents up. "This is when we leave, right?"
"Usually. Keep a good hold on Dusk." I called for Onyx again, opening a portal back to home before the girl could get her parents in her room. The 'mare ran as fast as she could through the Void, tossing her head. Evilyn sat secured between me and the saddle nose where she held on fast to the leather, Dusk between her arms.
She didn't slow down until she emerged from the other side of the Void, leaving us in the center of the lair again. I got off of her and helped Evilyn down. "Now straight to bed with you. We've been gone all night here. And you need time to raise Dusk."
For once she didn't even fight me. She raced up the stairs, already speaking with Dusk on the way. I waited until I heard her door close before I dismissed Onyx for the day. I wasn't tired, but I didn't want to leave again. I sank into the shadows, emerging in front of Drago's door. It was dark behind the barrier, but I knocked anyway. He didn't answer, meaning he still hadn't returned from his own runs. He had been slowly taking things to the lair in Germany, to make the transition a little easier. Some days he would stay there, hoping that would help with the adjustment. Upon learning he had found himself a little human playmate, I had to wonder how many times he had been alone in that house, and how often he had company. I shook my head and stepped away from the door. My son was a grown man. He was allowed to do whatever it was he wanted. If he wanted to abuse the fear high, he could. If he wanted to drink, who was I to stop him? And if he wanted a woman….
This would be harder than I thought. I had never raised a child to the age of letting them go like this. I slipped through the shadows, entering my room as quietly as I could. The fire had dropped to nothing, but instead of being huddled under the blankets like she usually would from the cold, the sheets lay in a tangled mess around her ankles. Her arms were held over her head, under her pillow, as if she had passed out mid-stretch.
I moved closer to adjust the blankets, but hesitated as I saw her expression held in very mild pain. Something wasn't right. I froze completely as my gaze fell to her legs. In the light of the fire I saw shines over her socks. Upon closer inspection, I saw they were from slashes that had been made right through the cloth. My heart stopped. "Hana?" I grabbed her hand from under the pillow, dropping it immediately when I saw fresh bruises forming on her knuckles. "What the hell…" I pressed my fingers to her temples, trying to sort through the dark shadows taking up her mind. A sharp jolt of electricity made me pull away Before my eyes, handprints bruised themselves into her shoulders, and she whimpered in her sleep.
I had no idea what to do.
And that scared me more than anything in any world I had survived. I conjured a Nightmare from scratch. "Come on," I urged it, trying to keep it pure of my own fear. Once it sprang to life, I kept its focus on me. "Find…" I choked on the name and cleared my throat as the horse tilted its head. My voice found its calm. "Find the one known as Mother Nature. Relay to her it is urgent that she comes." I sent the Nightmare on its way. If I couldn't access the darkness of anyone's mind, let alone Hana's, it was something wrong with the balance, something out of all our hands but my eldest child's.
I went to my side of the bed, pulling off my boots as I walked. Once on the mattress I gently shifted her body to me, laying her head in my lap so I could still try to sift through her mind. I used the shadows to pull the blankets back around her, trying to keep her still through her dreams.
I put my fingers to her temples again, hesitating for a moment. Again as I tried to enter her mind I was shocked. I clenched my teeth and hissed, but kept my hands to her skin. If anything, the contact had to help. She flinched and whimpered through her forever damaged windpipe. If I couldn't enter her dream, it meant she wasn't dreaming. She was sleeping, I knew that much, but whatever held her in sleep was not dreams. I could only hope she could hear what I would say to keep her calm and still.
And I prayed my eldest daughter was willing to cooperate and aid her villain of a father.
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