Snippet #2118179

Treyn pulled up to the dropoff point in the front of the school, "I'll catch up in a bit I need some coffee..." He drove over to the nearly empty parking lot nearby, parked the car, and turned around. He looked down at his little stowaways, "You do realize that I am not stupid, correct?" He pulled the seat down, giving them room to get up from the floorboard. He stared at them, "So, when did you get here? Huh? Who is your creator? If you are nightmares stalking Connor, so help me God, I will destroy you!" He slapped his open palm to his fist, opening the Rift, allowing him to pull out his chronamora, a dagger which is able to turn into any type of weapon you can think of. From pistols, to spears. This time he chose to keep it as a long dagger, instead of turning it into anything fancy. He waved his arms and slammed the two girls together, and held the dagger at their throats, "I will ask you one more time, what are you both doing following Connor? He is my charge, and I will defend him with my life! I have not come this far to have my teacher's plan unraveled by a couple of weakling nightmares like you! So, tell me! Who the fuck are you!" Then Treyn actually looked at them, he saw their forms and their spirits. He looked into their hearts, and into their minds, and he saw them for who they were. He then realized his stupidity. He dropped his Chrona, released them from his hold, and held them in a close embrace, "Oh, shit! I thought you guys were nightmares! I had sensed a nightmare when i got to Connor's house, and when I saw you guys hop in the back of my car, I thought it was you guys, but it wasn't you guys, you are his dreams, his creations. I am so fucking glad I don't have to protect lazy his ass all on my own anymore." He smiled at the two dreams in his arms, gave them another squeeze, and planted kisses on both of their foreheads. He beamed his brilliant smile at the two of them, his exhaustion forgotten in his moment of excitement.