Emily was sitting in the dream world Connor was doing his own thing tonight Emily and Lala were sitting together watching him on his own little adventure. Emily enjoyed watching Connor be happy she didn't really know what he was like out side of his dreams but she could only imagine that he was a amazing hero, brave, popular and everyone worships him. "Hey Treyn what's Connor doing now?" she stood back up and sat next to Lala. But all of the sudden there was a loud cracking noise behind them. Emily quickly turned around to see a large black crack in the sky. "Nightmares are here." She stared closer at this crack in the sky "What is that it's not a normal nightmare." All of the sudden it opened much larger and Emily started to float up into the air. She looked over at Lala and she was floating with her up into the air she reached to grab Lala but they both were sucked into the crack leaving the dream world.

Emily sat up in a hot sweat. She looked around frantically her ears perked up. Her nerves calmed when she saw Lala laying down next to her but she still didn't know where they were. She stood up and looked around she was in a bed room Lala was still asleep and so was whoever was in the bed. She decided it would be better to leave the room and not wake any one up yet. She opened the bedroom door witch lead into a kitchen she smiled. "What a nice place to end up in." She glanced around the room there was a small tv on the counter and a calendar above the oven. She walked over to the calender "June 14 2024!?" She was confused normally the date was empty in the dream world it caused stress to know what day it was. She turned around and herd a bang on the door.

She opened it up and saw a boy ride away on his bike and a news paper on the doorstep. The neighbor hood was amazing lights everywhere the sun was so bright. The houses were separated evenly and they all looked similar no creativity. That disappointing her what world would have no creativity. Then Emily looked down and saw the paper she picked it up and read the title. New threat approaches in our small city of Lipton Mississippi. She didn't really think much of it she was more worried of where she was. She threw the paper on the counter and started to search around for evidence of who that person was in the bed.

Connor dreamt soundly in his sleep. He was dreaming about fighting, not exactly sure what it was but he knew it was evil in his mind. He swung a few times with his sword angering the beast. He then quickly grew wings and flew up and slashed at it's eye blinding it. The beast squeeled and slammed it's fist into him but Connor held it up using his emmense strength. Truley in this world he was a suave, brave, strong, hero on the opposite to his real life. He heard a whooshing sound and saw a crack. He was immediately whisked inside and he was awoken.

He woke up in a cold sweat panting. "Oi" he said between breaths and he clutched his chest wanting to go back to sleep. He looked at his alarm clock which read 5:16 a.m. He had a good two hours until school but he might as well get ready. He jumped put of bed wearing only a blank white t-shirt and a pair of black gym shorts. He never went to sleep naked nor in his boxers because of him always getting too cold in his sleep.

He went towards the door but noticed a girl asleep when he started to walk out. He knelt beside her and immediately noticed the ears. He tried to pull them off but they seemed to be glued or something so it was best to leave them alone. He shoved her abit. "Hey wake up" he said nudging her but he stood up at the sound of movement coming from the other room.

He opened the door and crept inside to see a girl with pointed ears and a tail. He raised an eyebrow and walked inside. "Um h hello?" he asked shyly. "Who are you and why are you in my house?" he asked shaking slightly thinking about how two women could get inside his house and why one was sleeping on the floor in his room.

Emily opened up the fridge and saw a egg. She smiled and set them out on a plate. She stared at them for a while. "Why aren't you cooked?" All of the sudden she herd a voice from behind her.

"Um h hello?" he asked shyly. "Who are you and why are you in my house?"

She turned around quickly and instantly recognized the face of her creator. "Creator!" She jumped and grabbed his leg her tail wagging excitedly. "I don't know where I am and I'm scared! The eggs are just sitting there and..." She stood up and looked at him. He had a white t-shirt and black shorts. He was nowhere near his normal buff armor covered self. "Puny.. What type of dream is this." She looked around and shrugged. "You know who I am! I am Emily Vetress, at your service, creator." She smiled and looked back up at the boy. She stood strait up and looked around her smile went away. "Where are we..." She looked back at the boy with her creators face but not his body. Could this be a nightmare! "Who are you?" She took a step back from the boy.

Then it hit her could this be reality was that why there was a date on the calendar and the egg wouldn't just magically cook itself. She walked back up the the boy. "Please tell me where we are!" She was scared and she just wanted this boy to be her creator that is all the comfort she needed was to know that she was safe with her creator. "Please sir tell me you are my creator." Her eyes were filled with hope that he was her creator. "Please..."

Connor blushed a bright red when the girl grabbed his leg. "Creator! I don't know where I am and I'm scared! The eggs are just sitting there and... Puny.. What type of dream is this."The girl stood at about his level but she seemed much more childish. "You know who I am! I am Emily Vetress, at your service, creator." "Creator?" he said in his head.Then it hit him. "E Emily?" he kept repeating then walked forward and ran his fingers through her hair feeling her ears. They were real but he didn't get it. He made her about twelve years ago when he needed a friend and he came up with her.

"Please tell me where we are!" Connor kept looking at her amazed. She was a dream and this was reality. "I I think were in the real world. I mean you are with me, but how did you get out of my head?" he then remembered the bunny girl and it hit him as well. "Lara" he said in his head. "I I am your creator." he said then smiled. He knew he had to calm her down on account of her able to beat most things in his dreams then again he was able to beat anything in his dreams so he was unsure about her strength.

Treyn Erbin was dreaming, dreaming a delicate dream. He was dreaming about a woman. He could not make out her features in the slightest. Only bits and pieces, her pale, soft flesh, her pale, silky hair, and he could never focus on her well enough to make out anything else, but he felt he knew her. They were laying together on a perfectly soft bed, with perfectly soft sheets, and perfectly warm blankets. He loved her, and she loved him, and everything was perfect. He was content in life just being there, holding her, but something was wrong, Treyn Erbin never had dreams... Suddenly he was alone. In a desolate field. Cracked earth underneath him and scorched skies above him. Withered trees dotted the broken landscape, and he could hear thunder off in the distance. All he could feel was an overwhelming sense of isolation. He was utterly and completely alone in life. After a while, his shadow began to slide away from him and reform itself. Soon it towered above him, its shadowy body trailing into nothingness.
"You are weak!", it said, "You are nothing!"
Soon more of the shadow-things appeared out of nowhere, all of them chanting the same thing over, and over, "You are weak! You are nothing!"
Treyn grasped the nearest weapon he could, a rock, and charged at the closest shadow-thing. He phased right through it, and the shadow-things burst into maniacal laughter.
"You cannot harm us," the things shouted in unison, lending a eerie echo to their words, "We are fear made flesh!"
At that point the shadow things alternated chants, half shouting his weakness, and the other half touting their strength. They began to close in, eventually encapsulating him in a prison of shadow. Soon, he was falling, falling deep into nothingness...


"Aah!" He jerked up in his bed, covered in a sheen of sweat. He checked his clock, "Shit, five-thirty, I need to get ready for school..." He pulled his blanket off of himself, and stood in the cold air, causing goosepimples to raise up on his chest, arms, and legs. He always wore his boxers when he slept, and he always kept the temperature down low. He shuffled into his ensuite bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet, taking a red vial out and downing it in one gulp. He shut the cabinet and noticed his face. He had dark circles and bags under his eyes, and his normally shaven face was covered by a layer of stubble. His hair was tousled from his troubled sleep. He hopped into the shower and made sure to wash everything. Once out of the shower he contemplated shaving, but decided against it. He normally did shave, but today he was too tired to care. He walked back into his room and clumsily put on his school uniform, with his signature jacket over it. He would normally be cooking beakfast at this time, but under the circumstances, he was too unnerved to have an appetite. He pulled his schoolbag off of its hook by the door and walked outside. He decided he would take the long way to school that took him by Connor's house. After last night, he needed to talk to someone about his dream, he didn't care who, but he needed to vent. He took his keyes and hopped into his car. He lived some miles away from the school and Connor's place, so it would be at least thirty minutes before he got to Connor's. Once in the car he decided that he needed to relax, so he started blaring his music, which was more than loud enough to wake a few of the neighbors.

Emily's tail started to wag again with excitement. "I I think were in the real world. I mean you are with me, but how did you get out of my head?" She looked at him "I just remember a giant black crack in the sky. And then me and Lala were sucked up into the air." She looked around and picked up some salt. "Reality huh?" Emily pulled out a chair and sat down in it. "I thought you would have a bigger place than this creator?" She stood back up and walked over to the counter where the news paper was laying on. "What is this suppose to mean?" She pointed at the head line New threat approaches "Is this a nightmare?" She put it back down almost instantly forgetting about it when blaring music started playing from out side. "Oh whats that!" She ran over to the door and opened it up and saw a boy in a car playing music with no instrument!? She slammed the door. "There's a magic man out there." She whispered "I can take care of him don't worry." She grabbed a small pan from the counter and sat on the side of the door just waiting for him to walk in.

Connor was curious as hell of how she is actually in the real world. "I just remember a giant black crack in the sky. And then me and Lala were sucked up into the air." Connor pulled out another chair and sat across from her. "I thought you would have a bigger place than this creator?" then it hit him. Everything she knew about him came from his dreams. That meant she thought of him as a brave, strong, chivalristic knight. Far from his reality which was him being your average nerd with the advantage of him being smart.

"What is this suppose to mean? Is this a nightmare?" "Um no not really it's just a case of paranoia probably." he said taking it then looking it over. "Yeah it's simply about..." he saw her grab a pan and hide by the door. "There's a magic man out there. I can take care of him don't worry." Connor jumped up and pulled the pan from her grip. "No he isn't magic he's my friend Tyren. " he said then put the pan up. "Look let's play a game." he said remembering heralways being somewhat like a puppy, playful and willing. "Okay you go and hide and in a few minutes I'm gonna see if I can find you okay?" he said hoping he could hide her long enough to where he could get Treyn to go away and he could figure out why she was here and what the black crack in the sky was.

Connor grabbed the pan out of her hand and scolded her. "I'm sorry creator don't be mad." She only wanted to protect her creator not get him angry. He was definitely acting differently than her normally would. He used to be so calm and easy going but now she can't even hit a magic man with a frying pan!

"Look let's play a game." he said remembering her always being somewhat like a puppy, playful and willing. "Okay you go and hide and in a few minutes I'm gonna see if I can find you okay?"

Emily's ears perked up when she herd the word 'game' "Game game game?!?!?!" She was jumping around the room "Ok but you can't look I'm going to go hide now close your eyes!" She walked over to Connor and waved her hand in front of his face. Then she ran towards the closet. She looked back to the door then at Connor she closed the door and moved a coat in front of her. "Ok I'm ready come find me!" She closed her eyes to feel more comfortable she was scared of the dark actually terrified but she loved to play games so she would put up with the dark just for her creator. She looked threw a small crack in the door to see what was going on out side.

Miki huffed and glared to her blue painted room, noting, for the umpteenth time that she hated the color. Her father was singing again, one of his musical ballads, the lyrics hardly ready and his singing never going to make it to Hollywood, said by Simon Cowell himself.

It was past six though and Miki had to be to school a bit early today. Huffing yet again and blowing a strand of red hair out of her eyes, she stretched and began her routine. Once her teeth were brushed and hair combed, she glanced down herself, remembering she had never put on pajamas and had only slept in underwear. She shrugged though. It happened more often than not, but she was rather cold now.

Hurriedly she slipped on her school uniform, adding her little flares here and there as she always did everyday. A smiley pin on the short sleeve, two extra purple bows on the buttons down the shirt, three necklaces clinking together to hide the hideous tie, and of course her bright purple knee high socks. Socks were basically the only thing not on the school dress code list, so she was going to take advantage of such a typo until someone noticed.

Skipping downstairs, she waved to her dad at the piano, his wispy hair and rectangle glasses in place as always. "Off to school already?" he questioned, voice noticeably accented from England.

"Have to stop by Connor's place, then try to sign up for the writer's club again." Miki, having lived with two native English speakers, spoke somewhat the same.

"They still haven't let you join?" The piano music stopped abruptly, ceasing Miki's toe tapping as she waited for her toast to be ready to take. Miki faced her father as he approached, an over dramatic face of outrage forming on his scrunched eyebrows. Before he could explode however, Miki smiled and kissed his cheek.

"It's okay Daddy," she assured. "They just don't like me very much."

"And why not?"

"I told you. It's run by Selia and Stefon. The wanna be poets. They get to decide who joins. And its all fan fiction, wanna be writers who sit around talking about Twilight all day."

Her father cocked an eyebrow. "So why would you want to join?"

Miki shrugged, but wore an evil smile. "To defeat one's enemy, one must infiltrate the ranks first dear father."

He laughed and hugged her close. "Such an evil little thing."

"I know, I know," she laughed and jumped up as the toast popped. "I'll be home late too. Probably hang out with Connor."

"No surprises there," he teased and she stuck out her tongue.

"Love you dad."

"Love you too honey."

Whenever it was just the two of them at home, since Miki's mother was performing in shows in the city all week, it was quieter. Miki sighed, not liking it much, but she pasted on a smile and directed her bike to Connor's house. It had been a few days since she had stopped by and she hoped he was ready for class so they could ride to campus together. However, when she arrived, a car pulled into the driveway with the stereo blaring. Miki skidded her tires to not ram into the backside of the car, staring as the driver cut the engine, and the music, and got out.

She had seen him before...the new guy, right. Connor had taken to hanging out with him. Which was why Miki hadn't seen him the past few days.

"Hi," she offered, trying not to glare. She set her bike up against the garage door and hurried to the front door before the new guy could. The morning air was cold where her bare legs showed beneath her skirt and she shivered slightly on the front step. Ringing the doorbell, she glanced behind where the new guy was, folding her arms and again resisting a glare. Steal my friend will you?

Lala awoke to the ache of her ears being pulled but before she could fully open her eyes the tugging stopped. She cautiously opened them and looked around at her surroundings: nothing. Well, not nothing, but no one was around. She stood up slowly, her eyes glancing around her nervously. Then she noticed something. Emily wasn’t by her side and her creator was nowhere in sight. A small shiver went up her spine and she hugged herself tightly to stop her body from trembling in fear as was her usual reaction when she was alone. Where am I? Where are the creator and Emily?! she asked in her mind but no answer came. She noticed for the first time that she was in a room. She spun around and opened doors until she found the one that lead to a hall. She wandered out of the room, looking here and there until her ears picked up the sound of voices. Her long ears, which had drooped down, now stood tall on her head and much like a real bunny her nose twitched. She hoped from foot to foot wondering if she should head further away or closer to the people speaking. If this was a nightmare bad things could happen and the voices could be a trap. Then again, if this was a dream she’d surely end up finding her creator and Emily. Taking a risk she shuffled on closer to what looked a kitchen.

She perked up at the sight of a familiar face. “Creator! Oh, I’m so glad to see you!” she yelled as she hugged him tightly. She felt much better now that she wasn’t alone. Blinking, she leaned a bit back and tilted her head curiously. “Why are you so… different, creator?” Her hands immediately began to scan his hands and chest, checking for anything out of place. She glanced at him again, a pout on her lips. “Is this magic? Did you make yourself this… small?” she gasped as another thought occurred to her. “Was it a nightmare? Did they do this to you? Oh, you poor dear!” she exclaimed in sympathy as she hugged him fiercely again. “Don’t worry, me and Emily will fix this. We’ll find the nightmare that did this and bash him until he turns you back to normal.” A chime echoed through the house and her ears stood to listen. She turned her face toward her creator and whispered, “There are people outside. Should I get rid of them for you?”

Connro was about to open the door when he heard a shout, “Creator! Oh, I’m so glad to see you!” Connor turned to see a girl in rabbit ears hugging him tight. She then backed off a bit and looked at him. “Why are you so… different, creator? Is this magic? Did you make yourself this… small? Was it a nightmare? Did they do this to you? Oh, you poor dear!” Connor was then constricted by the rabbit girl. “Don’t worry, me and Emily will fix this. We’ll find the nightmare that did this and bash him until he turns you back to normal. There are people outside. Should I get rid of them for you?” Connor shook his head. "No, no okay um okay me and Emily are playing a game right now. You need to go hide and I'll go look for you okay?" he said hoping she would comply. She wasn't nearly as childish as Emily but she was still playful and protective. She should comply but he still didn't know.

Lala looked from the door to him piecing it together. Creator wanted his space and she wasn't needed at the moment. She nodded slowly, understanding that, that was what the creator wanted and that, of course, she would comply with his wishes. She gave the door one last wary look before running hastily back to the room she'd been in only moments ago. She closed the door and stood in the middle of the bedroom. Once again she was alone, something she hardly ever was since she didn't like it but her creator needed her to be far from him and the people behind the door so she would withstand this for him. She sat down unsure of where to settle herself and hugged her knees to her chest. Her ears drooped as the time passed by and she rocked herself to fend off her fear. She wished Emily were there next to her, then she wouldn't feel so scared. Humming, she went back through happy memories to distract herself.

Connor's friend Miki had managed to get to the doorbell before him, and had already rung by the time he had shuffled up to the door. Despite his music waking him up some, he was still, obviously, exhausted. His eyes were sunken in ever so slightly, and he had massive bags underneath them. He scratched his chin, his chin always itched when he forgot to shave, and smiled at Miki, "Well, hello there miss Marin. You look absolutely ravishing this morning. How are you?" Despite his every attempt at friendship, Miki always seemed to have a problem with his presence. However, she was a teenage girl, and he was the new kid at school encroaching on her best friend, so he allowed her a little leeway as far as her anger went. He knew that she had image issues because Connor was a teenage idiot that was completely unreceptive to her advances. Her slight accent always threw him for a loop as well, because she didn't speak like an Englishman at all, she spoke like a normal American teenage girl. Treyn sat down on Connor's front steps. After a while, just sitting there, Treyn began to worry.
His mind started racing, "Shit, I knew something was wrong." When he caught Miki giving him a look, he explained himself, "The only time I ever dream is when some shit is going to go down soon. I dreamt last night. Well, I had a nightmare, but that's all I ever have... I'm used to them at this point you see..." He smiled at her, "Alright! 'Scuse me, ma'am, I need to get to my car." He opened the passenger door, flipped up the seat and grabbed his lucky pistol. Miki was stock still, staring blankly at the Colt .45 in Treyn's hand. He ran up to the door, stopping just on the side of the doorway, "Alright Connor, open up!", when there was no response he knocked loudly, "Connor! Open up the door!" This time when Connor didn't respond, he stood in front of the doorway, "I am going to give you until the count of five! After that, if you have not opened this door, I am busting it down! One! Two! Th-"
The doorknob twisted, the door clicked, "Shit!", Treyn waved his arms, and suddenly he was using his arm to prop himself up on the doorframe, his gun safely back under his car seat. He stared at Connor with a massive, shit-eating grin on his face, "Hey, bro! What's up?" Connor asked why he was yelling, "Huh, what? I didn't hear any yelling. What are you talking about?" He turned to Miki, "Did you hear any yelling? Because I certainly didn't." Miki hadn't heard anything, so he turned back to Connor, breathed in deep and rubbed his exhausted eyes, "Yeah so, no, we didn't hear anything. So, what's up?"

Connor jumped as he heard him scream. When he walked in he smirked at him "Hey, bro! What's up? Huh, what? I didn't hear any yelling. What are you talking about? Yeah so, no, we didn't hear anything. So, what's up?" Connor rolled his eyes. "Well I was getting ready and then someone decided to yell." he said cockily. He then looked over and saw Miki "Hey Miki" he said then waved with a grin. He looked down and noticed he still wasn't dressed. "Um give me a few minutes to finish up and I'll be right back out. " he dashed in his room and saw Lala rocking on the ground. He decided even if he was rushing it was best for him to at least try to comfort her on account of him being her creator. He crouched beside her and rubbed her head trying to calm her. "Hey sshhh it's okay I promise you'll be safe. I have to go for a few hours but when I get back we can do whatever we want to okay?" he said then walked to his closet and pulled out a blue western plaid shirt and pair of jeans. He wondered if it would be okay to dress infront of her even if she was a dream, technically. He thought no then walked to his bathroom. He finished getting dressed and dashed out. He looked at the girl again. "Emily is hiding somewhere if you need her and tell her sorry I had to do something and we'll continue our game later." he said then walked out of the room. He saw Tyren was still there unsurprisingly. "Okay done." he said cheerily smiling at the boy in a cocky style.

"Hey sshhh it's okay I promise you'll be safe. I have to go for a few hours but when I get back we can do whatever we want to okay?" her creator said. Lala hadn't noticed him come into the room but nodded and watched as he rummaged for a change of clothes. That action itself bemused her. This must not have been home. Usually one didn't have to change into clothing, magic changed it for you. So odd, this world was. When he finished he said to her, "Emily is hiding somewhere if you need her and tell her sorry I had to do something and we'll continue our game later." At the mention of Emily she perked up considerably. As he left the room she stood and silently walked out of the room. Looking from one side to another she whispered, "Emily? Emily where are you?" She wondered briefly where their creator was heading off to before she thought once more towards Emily's whereabouts. She smiled as she remembered her creator calling it a game. This could be fun.

Emily saw everyone talking and Lala run in to Connors room. Then some other people looked like they were his friends talking to him. She gasped "Its that the little magic boy in the dream world!?" She was shocked he was much bigger and looked larger. When Connor left the house Emily jumped out of the closet and ran into his bed room. Without saying anything she opened the closet door and grabbed some cloth and threw a pair of pants at Lala. "Put those on we are gonna follow Connor." She ran out of the room and into a bathroom and began to change. She put on a baseball cap and a white T-shirt with jeans. She ran back into the room and grabbed Lalas hand and ran out threw the back. She tucked in her tail "Alright if we jump in the back car maybe they won't see us." She didn't wait for a answer before jumping over the fence and running behind the group. She slid behind the back of the car and looked around and then she jumped threw the window and lied down on the floor hoping they wouldn't see her. She peeked out the window and waved over Lala. "I'm so sneaky." She said to herself quietly.

"Well, hello there miss Marin. You look absolutely ravishing this morning. How are you?"

Miki rolled her eyes but answered, "Perfectly fine." She didn't bother returning the question.

What followed had her eyes widened crazily, a gun in Treyn's hands?! "What the hell...?" Backing off, she stared wide-eyed and nearly stumbling off the steps. She caught herself though just as Treyn made a movement with his hands and the door opened to reveal a less than clothed Connor. Blinking, she wondered what had happened. Treyn was acting like he had done nothing wrong and robotically Miki agreed that she hadn't heard anything. Was she going crazy?

Eventually the group decided to finally head to school, though it seemed Connor wanted to ride with Treyn. Fuming and muttering, Miki took up her bike again, not even asking if Connor would ride with her. She did cast a glare to Treyn as he slipped into his seat of his car, the music blasting again as soon as he turned on the engine. She rolled her eyes and began to pedal away, down the few blocks to the school.

Her eyes were burning with sudden tears and she wondered why she was so upset. She should have seen this coming. With the new best friend at his side, Connor wouldn't have time for a silly girl like her.

She skidded her tires as she slipped into the bike rack area, ignoring another student's shouts about taking his spot. Flipping her hair back and turning around, she faced him with a pink face. "You really want to do this right now? So early in the day?"

The boy gulped and shook his head.

Miki nodded, still frowning. "Good."

With that, she stalked to her locker, grabbed her bag and stormed to class. She didn't even bother sitting where she usually sat with Connor in the middle of the rows. She opted for the back and leaned her head against the wall with a long sigh. The boys would be arriving any time. She would be sure to ignore them.

Lala was startled when Emily came bursting in the room without a word but a smile finally graced her face for once. “Put those on we are gonna follow Connor.” Emily said as she threw a pair of pants at Lala. She fumbled with them for a moment then looked up to see Emily going into the bathroom. She wasn’t sure their creator wanted them to follow him around… but they had never not been with Connor… So… She quickly put on the pants but noticed they were too big for her. She huffed and looked around for a belt and tightened it around her waist. Satisfied she threw on a white button down shirt and a cap to hide her ears, though it felt extremely uncomfortable to have her tail and ears confined. She looked down and could hardly recognize herself with these clothes on. Before she could think further Emily finally stepped out of the bathroom and tugged her out thru the back of the house. ”Alright if we jump in the back car maybe they won’t see us.” Again Emily went off without a word from Lala and she watched nervously as her friend made her way to the back of the car. Her eyes widened when she was successful and she unconsciously hopped a bit in glee. When Emily waved her over she was hesitant at first but taking a deep breath she hoped over the fence and ran for the back of the car. Light on her feet, she made it without a hitch and jumped through the window, much like Emily. Since Lala was pretty small she fit herself right in next to Emily on the floor of the car. She looked over at her friend and smiled slightly. They had done it.

Darkness. That had been his life ever since he was forgoten about. The darkness had taken memorys from him, his name the primary one. He still had memorys of his creator and they angered him. The boy he us to watch over had grown up and left him behind. Like an used toy thrown in the backyard until it was eaten and shreded by a lawnmower because it was forgoten about. It had been what felt like years but something was diffrent. Something new had appeared in this world of darkness. A portal darker then even the darkness that had surronded him for so long. Then there was a sucking feeling as he was drawn into it. The next thing he knows he is standing in a world of light. It was so bright that it blinded him for a swcond but he recovered fast enough to see a small group of people talking in front of a house, two male and one female. The female left and that was when he got a good look at one of the boys. It was his creater. But instead of happyness all that was felt was anger. The two males left and soon two other girls left the house and started heading in the same direction as the boy. He knew theim for what they where as soon as he saw theim. Dreams, like himeself. Grining to himself he said,"things are going to get fun," and then started walking to where everyone was going.

(OOC: First post hope its good :D)

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.

Emily sat up and smiled at the boy that gave them the free ride with Connor.
"You do realize that I am not stupid, correct? 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!"

"Well we just go-..." She was cut off when he pushed them against the back of the seat. Her eyes widened she was terrified but he seemed to be trying to protect Connor also. He finally let them go and apologized and kissed them on the forehead. Emily stuck out her tongue she didn't like any boys except for her creator she thought they were gross. "Hey I know you! You're that small kid that follows Connor around like a puppy dog." She realized that she was a puppy dog and that was a bad example. She looked over at Lala and then back at Treyn "Can you sneak us into the school I want to watch over Connor with you?" She could smell evil and she didn't know why but there was definitely something wrong.

Lala felt a bit worried when Connor got out of the car before it started to move again. Weren’t they supposed to keep an eye on their creator? How would they get out of the car? ”You do realize that I am not stupid, correct? 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!” Lala sat up just as Emily did. She watched as Emily tried to explain but the guy turned threatening. Her eyes widened at the fierceness in his tone but she felt slightly better when it was for the sake of Connor. Still, she couldn’t help the small squeak that escaped her when he pushed them together and put a long dagger to their throats. She used just about all her will power to not tremble. He was talking again but her ears were ringing so she didn’t hear a word he was saying. That happened often when she was scared.

She felt a small spark of anger at her weakness but it vanished as the guy dropped his weapon, embraced them and kissed their foreheads. Her cheeks flamed up instantly at the contact. The only guy who’d ever had physical contact with them was Connor and it felt a bit weird from someone else. ”Hey I know you! You’re that small kid that follows Connor around like a puppy dog.” Emily exclaimed. Lala took a closer look at the boy and nodded her head in affirmation. It was true, though he doesn’t really look all that small now. She wondered why that was. Was it the same reason Connor seemed different as well? ”Can you sneak us into the school I want to watch over Connor with you.” Emily continued. Lala looked between Treyn and Emily then out the window to see where exactly they were. She noticed they actually weren’t that far from the school, only just a bit farther from where Treyn had dropped Connor off. Her hand unconsciously curled on the handle to be let out but she didn’t move further. Looking around the school she shivered and narrowed her eyes at it. Something wasn’t right here and if that something had to do with their creator then with or without Treyn’s help they were definitely going into that school.

Connor shrugged as he was dropped off infront of the school. He tried his best to ignore the insults that were thrown his way. He had gotten used to the abuse he was put through but always had it worse when he was truly alone. He crept to his locker and got out all he would need for his first few classes.

He hurried to class wanting to avoid the rest of the bullies and jocks who picked on him. They didn't mess with him if either Treyn or Miki was with him. A different reason for each, Miki would get their minds of off him and onto her the second they laid eyes on her, uh cleavage. Treyn was one to keep away because of what could happen. He looked like a badass and wasn't too far from one at that. Just a glance in your direction sent fear down your spine if you didn't know him.

Connor eventually made it to the class unscathed. The class was basically empty at the moment other than the exception of Miki and a few other girls who didn't even bother to look in his direction. Miki was sitting in the back of the room with her head on the wall an unusual place but Connor didn't mind. He sat down next to her and smiled softly at her. "So is the wall more or less a pillow?" he said laughing slightly at his own joke.

Treyn looked at the dreams across from him. He knew that all dreams had powers, and those powers were dictated by whatever their creator decided they were. He looked at these dreams and saw nothing but two girls in baseball caps, "If you want to come in with me we'll need to find some way to hide you both... We can't have two random girls just traipsing around the school." He ran his hands through his hair, "What has Connor given you, as far as abilities go? Besides being beautiful of course." He winked at the both of them. Treyn then picked up his Chrona, sliding it back into its sheath. He clipped it to his belt and slid his hands over it, whispering, "Out of sight" He looked up at the dreams, "Before you ask, I can't do that to you, because it only works on small objects." He smiled at the two of them. When the dark-haired one stuck her tongue out at him, he stuck his out back at her and smiled. He noticed the one with the pink hair was blushing, and he smiled at her too, though he might have let his smile linger on her for a little longer than he probably should have. He always got nervous around girls, especially cute ones, and today was no exception, he was simply good at hiding it.

As he watched from a corner, A...what was his name again. It started with an A but...no matter. As he watched the Dreamer walk into the thing called a school, the only reason he knew that was because when Connor was smaller he would pout about having to go to school. A smirk crossed his face at the memory before he shock his head. Focusing on the car he knew that the two dreams where in the back and there was the one freind driving. "Lets have some fun with his dreams first, old versus new." With a jump he landed on the back of the car and grined,"hey guys want to have some fun."