Fan Fiction ❯ Erwecken Sie die Träumer ❯ Awaken the Dreamers ( Chapter 1 )

There are moments when, even to the sober eye of Reason, the world of our sad humanity must assume the aspect of Hell"

 

Edgar Allen Poe

 

*1*

 

Creak.

 

There it was again, something behind her moved. She slowly turned around but there was nothing there. The hallway was empty. Lights strung up every few feet gave off enough light to see but they would flicker ever few minutes or so. She continued to move forward but a worm of doubt made her listen for another sound, something was there. She felt it. It moved with great stealth and sometimes she could hear a swish of something as it shifted around.

 

Creak.

 

She twirled around, this time she saw a shadow dart underneath one of the doors that led to another apartment. The lights flickered out.

 

Creeeeeeeeeak.

 

A door opened. She could not tell if it was from behind or somewhere in front of her. The darkness was absolute, she could not see anything but black. The beats of her heart started to down out everything else, they boomed in her ears like gunshots. Something shifted again, this time she could not stay still and she broke into a blind run. Her arms groped the darkness and she let her fingers trail the wall, the paint was cracked and flecked off as she touched it.

 

“Azalea…” A voice whispered the sound of it lightly touched her ears.

 

“No…”

 

“You must tell the world of us.” The word `us' slithered out.

 

“I can't!” She screamed, she still ran on and she found it hard to breath.

 

The darkness seemed to rush at her; she felt it fill her nose and mouth. It was foul and she started gagging on the putrid stench. The taste was beyond anything she could describe, it was like rotten milk and vomit mixed in with shit. Something touched her, something cold and slimy, and something that touched her very mind… It was ancient, she saw someone who looked just like her and saw a mass that writhed in torment. A building reached far beneath the earth, hidden tunnels stretched out from it like a honeycomb of webs.

 

The lights flickered back on.

 

Creeeeeeak.

 

“Azalea the Sovereign of Dreams, you must tell them we are coming.” The voice was not much more than a whisper.

 

“Why, who are you?” She spun around; closed doors were the only thing that greeted her.

 

“We are the Old Ones, the beings of before. We are legion, we are everything, we are god, without us humanity would still be crawling around in the dirt.”

 

“I doubt that, this is wrong. If you are so powerful why tell me?”

 

“You are the Sovereign of Dreams, the one who will become the doorway unto the rest of our kind… Within the Realm of Dreamscape, we slumber, locked inside long ago by a great catastrophe. You are a product of our dreams…”

 

“What?” Azalea started back down the hall, she wanted to get out of there but could not quite remember where she was.

 

“Six Sovereigns shall rise up, children made of our dreams… These children will unlock our bodies and free our minds from now until eternity. A Crimson Dawn will cover your world and chaos will reign, the Children of Dreams will wake up.” The voice faded.

 

“What if I don't want this?”

 

“Does not matter, you born to do this…”

 

A door to her right burst open, just for a second but that was enough to drive her mind into insanity. There, beyond the door, something with tendrils of flesh that seemed like smoke thrashed. It bucked against the walls of some earthen prison, though there was no true form it had a gapping mouth of jagged teeth. Many eyes all blinked on their own, the pupils were dagger-like and ranged from yellow to purple. It was huge and the bulk of it was a mass of organs, the creature seemed to sniff the air.

 

“Child of Dreams?” Azalea felt it's eyes find her, it was like a cold draft filtered through the room.

 

She was frozen in place, her feet refused to listen to her brain. Which at that moment told her to run, get out of this building and do not look back. Tendrils of something that was almost smoke reached out of the doorway; it caressed her arms and legs. An electric current seemed to flow through her. She could feel them move through her, these shadows flowed into every part of her body and she understood…

 

This was her?

 

She was the monster locked inside the room and she was the girl standing frozen in the doorway. This girl with the dark blue, almost black, hair and wide green eyes that right now looked dull. She could see the tendril thrust throughout her body, see her clothes being ripped apart and the blood oozing out of wounds left by the tendrils. Her pale skin became red; the parts the tendrils penetrated throbbed and pulsated with her own heartbeat. Both of her selves screamed, one in agony the other in pleasure. She could not tell which one it was but it made her scream louder than the heartbeats...

 

“Nooooooo!”

 

*

 

 

Beep Beep Beep

 

Azalea pushed the blanket back with dread; she picked the alarm clock off the end table and switched it off. Sunlight spilled unto the floor, her blinds were open and she remembered closing them last night. The room around her is a wreck, clothes and posters littered the floor which last she knew was clean. Her bookshelf was bare, the books were torn out and the pages littered the floor all around her.

 

“What in hell…” She choked the words out.

 

She got out of bed and ignored what was on the floor; she had to get ready for school and could not be late.

 

 

*2*

 

 

“- and my mom said I was screaming someone's name at the top of my lungs last night… She had to force me awake.”

 

The young man who spoke frowned, he followed his other friend's line of sight and saw where it ended. Sara Harding's ass.

 

“Dude, I was trying to ask you something.”

 

“Hold on…” His friend waved him off, his eyes still locked in place.

 

“You look at her every day, “he sighed, “why not ask her out?”

 

“Come on Aiden, you know she would never talk to me.”

 

“Conner, don't know if you don't try.” Aiden closed his locker door and pushed his friend forward.

 

“Hey, not today…”

 

Aiden rolled his eyes, “Pathetic.”

 

“Easy for you to say, not all of us are smooth talkers like you. Some of his think that telling five girls you want to be with them is wrong.”

 

“Jealous much?”

 

“Nope, some of us have morals.”

 

Aiden laughed aloud, his deep throaty laugh got the attention of the other teenagers going through the process of leaving school. A girl with black hair brushed past him, she dressed gothic and he did not get that good of a look at her. Something about her made him feel like he knew her but he never talked to gothic kids because they were weird. She had a choker on that was lavender, a black long-sleeved tight shirt and a lavender pleated skirt that stopped at her lower thigh. Black boots stopped just before her knees and she had a backpack that had chains all over it, she also had her hair up in a large ponytail.

 

“Hey, Conner… You know that girl?” He pointed in her direction and Conner followed until he saw her.

 

“Umm… That's Azalea Brand, she moved here like maybe three months ago.”

 

“She looked familiar.” Aiden picked his backpack up off the ground and turned to walk away, Conner moved to follow.

 

“What you going to do tonight?” Connor shouldered his own backpack and moved to keep up with his friend.

 

“Sleep I hope.”

 

“I wish I could do that-“He mumbled and Aiden cut him off.

 

“Huh?”

 

“Nothing.”

 

“I haven't been sleeping to well lately myself but I can't remember what my dreams are when I wake up.”

 

“Me either.”

 

They both finally get outside the school and both of them basked in the sunlight. Being in school when the weather was actually nice sucked. Now free of school for the weekend both boys wondered what was going to happen.

 

“How about you stay at my house?” Aiden patted Connor on the back and grinned.

 

“Sure, maybe we could get some sleep that way.”

 

“I bet so.”

 

If only it was that easy.

 

 

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Author's Note

 

I didn't like my other story so I wanted to change it… So I did.

Erwecken Sie die Träumer is supposed to mean, Awaken the Dreamers or something to that extent. Do not quote me on that though, it is in German I believe…

Other than that, review if you want just don't point out that I suck to much. XD!!!

 

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