《Nightmare》Wrong desination
Advertisement
I look at my clothing and my surroundings. I am in some ancient knight armor. The black armor has engravings and weird symbols throughout it. The surroundings are a barren landscape with rolling dunes of sand. “What the hell? I wanted to see if I could find you Nightmare. Not live your life.”
“Subject 8. Why have you stopped training?” I turn around to see an older looking man. He looks to be in his late sixties. He is wearing black robes with silver rings surrounding the belt. He has white hair and gray eyes.
“Who are you? I am looking for..” I stop as he smiles slightly.
“Ah.. I see. This happens from time to time. What time are you from?”
“That doesn’t matter.” He smiles slowly walking to me. The landscape changes to my hometown and I change back to myself. He frowns looking confused.
“You aren’t my creation. What is the meaning of this?” I pause shocked.
“You created Nightmare.” He glares angrily as the town disappears. The room becomes a large metal place as a set of double doors slide up. He leaves the room as I see a large amount of people running around outside it. I hear him call for me.
“Are you coming or not.” He sounds angry and annoyed. I follow him and notice that we are in a large laboratory. I see fantastical machines and designs being worked on. “Stop looking at my things and follow me.” I follow him to what looks like to be his office. He has a large black marble desk and his office is mostly empty. He has a large window looking over his laboratory. He sits down and his body changes to a younger looking man. “Sit.” I sit down feeling a little out of place.
“.. So you created Nightmare?” He doesn’t answer me as he picks up a phone.
“Yes.. I want to speak to my brother.. TELL HIM IT’S IMPORTANT” He waits for a few minutes and throws the phone away angry. “Explain to me how this happened.”
Advertisement
“Um.. I really don’t know. He hasn’t told me how it happened. I think he died but..”
“Impossible. He can’t die. I made it where he couldn’t.”
“I don’t know anything really.. Um.. who are you exactly? He told me that he was created in a lab but..” He pause looking at for a moment. A smile spreads across his face.
“Oh.. I see what you did Nightmare.. You somehow did it.” He stands going over to his back wall. I look at him confused.
“Um.. what?” He pulls a secret panel and a weird looking lab appears.
“He won’t remember this..” He takes a vial of his own blood and puts in a gun. He points it at me. Before I can react, he shoots me in the chest. I cough as searing pain goes throughout my body. I fall over to the ground coughing.
“What.. did you.. do to me..” He smiles walking over to me.
“Whatever he does. This buys my ticket back. I don’t need you anymore. Nightmare. Come back to me.”
I gasp awake and realize that am handcuffed to the bed. I pull the handcuff off me standing up confused. A bandit walks in and points a gun at me. “Aren’t you a stron..” he stops as I punch him in the gut. He doubles over dropping his gun to the ground. I hear a semi-truck start up outside as I run down the stairs. I see the place completely trashed and see blood on the floor. I run outside as the semi and a few cars drive away. A few people look at me as they load up Wart in the remaining car. They pause looking at me.
“How the hell did he get out?” One of them point their guns at me. Time slows for a second as I rush the men. I easily knock them all out except for one. The one starts to run as I untie Wart. Wart gets up.
Advertisement
“They took Snake-Eyes, Liz, and Leonard.” He looks worried and runs to grab his motorcycle. I see the man running and I focus on him. For a second the world bends around me and I appear in front of him. He runs into me and falls down. He looks up at me terrified.
“How.. what..” I slowly grab my head in pain. Interesting. I shake my head and pick up the guy by his shirt.
“Tell me where they are going.” He frowns trying to break free from my grip. I feel anger build up inside of me. I drop him to the ground glaring at him. I notice Wolf appear next to me.
“They.. they.. are going north of here. You can’t miss it.” I kick him across the face knocking him out. I see Wart drive up to me. I hop on and speed away after them. He slowly stops after seeing the semi and trucks outside a large farmhouse down the road.
“How do you want to proceed?”
“Head first.” Wart drives his motorcycle straight to the farmhouse. I hop off going straight to the house. I see the door open up and I get shot with a shotgun. I stop as I feel my clothing get ripped off. He looks shocked as I kick him into a nearby wall. I hear a Liz scream down the hall. Something inside me snaps as I run to the room. I kick the door down and see Liz tied down the bed. A man is undressing her and he looks at me. Liz looks at me with tears in her eyes. I rush the man tackling him off the bed. I grab him by the throat. I throw him through the hall that leads to the outside. I go to Liz as she tries to untie her binds. I remove one as I get shot with another shotgun in the back. I shift uncomfortably as I turn to the man. He runs down the hall as I remove my cloak. I give it to Liz and rip the rest of my shirt off. I chase after the man that leads me into an ambush. A group of twenty or so men are in here. I see Wolf appear in the back of the room.
“None of you are leaving here alive.” The next ten minutes I slightly black out. I picture myself with Liz smiling together in a bed in the middle of nowhere. We live on a coast. I work the land and fish. She spends her days doing whatever she wants. However, I always keep her safe. I smile comes across my face as I come too. I look at the destruction I caused and the bodies. I quickly leave the house trying not to vomit. I shudder to think that I could do what I just did. Wolf follows behind me. I look at him as he looks sad for me. He disappears in a cloud of smoke. I see Wart carrying Eyes out of the house. I see Liz with them cloaked in my cloak. I slowly stand going to them. Eyes is out of it still as Wart places her on the motorcycle. I rush to Liz and hug her tight. “I am so sorry..” She looks at me confused for a second. I frown. “What’s wrong?”
“You’re different…” I pause for a second and hug her closer.
“No. I am still Zack.” We pack everything up and take one of their vehicles. Before leaving, I light the house on fire. I get in the van and drive away as Liz looks out the window.
Advertisement
The Invisible String
(On Hiatus While I Practice Writing With A New Story) This is a story of connections. A story of a Writer and his pen and paper. Follow the writer as he creates Syndesi, the personification of The Invisible String. See how they change the world around them through the relationships they make. And in doing so, change themselves. PS. it's fantasy but there are no elves, no magic, no superpower. just realistic people living their normal lives, facing struggles like every human being but that alone doesn't sound interesting, does it? How about a special dimension that connects the lead characters? (check out Chapter 2 - The White Horizon) Art Cover Credit: Asviloka Post Timings: (unsure for now as I am rewriting the chapters to make it polished. Hopefully once per week on Fridays) This would allow me to post something you can read every week without abandoning the story. It's a journey, I know. But I'm ready to continue without stopping. Are you ready? If you are, then let's start reading!
8 157Now That's Entertainment(a system apoc litrpg)
Julia Crane was an experienced police officer who'd thought she'd seen it all. When the world as she knows it ends and the games begin, she realizes she hasn't seen anything yet. Follow along through this system apocalypse style litrpg novel. Contains adult language, realistic depictions of violence, and other possible triggers. I've self published a couple of other novels, but I'm new to royal road so formating and posting schedule is up in the air until I get a handle on the site.
8 79Greatest Xianxia Book
Hallo! Konnichuwa! This is greatest xianxia book read plez! Ching chong shang shing shung chang!!
8 199The Swimming Pool from Another Freaking Dimension
When the world’s on fire and your garden sprinkler is not going to cut it, there’s only one thing to do: just dig. But the town’s hillbillies are laughing behind your back and your so-called mates are laying bets on you burying yourself alive and venomous spiders are breeding in your 3D printer and those fires are inching closer every freaking day. Just dig, baby. Stranded in a mountaintop suburb monitored by military drones and plagued by wildlife and weather gone crazy, Dezzy and his teenaged neighbour, Sonia, are just trying to save their homes from the next megafires – by digging the biggest, deepest, most badass swimming pool possible. A chlorinated moat at the edge of their derelict suburb that might also provide a refreshing dip in between raging infernos. Only they dig up more than they bargained for, a hell of a lot more. Never mind the secret military base, the burn-scarred locals and their Truth Church, or those birds attacking people out of the blue, because Dezzy and Sonia have bigger things to worry about, things perhaps not of this freaking near-future reality.
8 145The Interconnectedness of Knowledge
please don't expect this to be a coherent story because this is only a form of mental dump for me to destress the mind and heart for my healthy well being. If your interested in reading my ideas as a form of reference to your work, please put a shout out to my page,
8 126Reincarnated as an Aircraft Carrier
Guns, wyverns, and aircraft carriers! Deck maintenance guy is killed in WW3 and reawakens as an aircraft carrier—just in time to serve America once more! The world's mysteries this time includes the origin of demons and woOoo ~spirit ships~ … I have decent worldbuilding skills, I swear! *** I'm not American and I initially started writing this story as a joke. The joke has spiraled too far and I won't stop now. I will make zero effort to do research and all the effort to do decently-paced updates. I'm also posting on ScribbleHub under the same username. Soft CW: Decent amount of swearing, but it's not maliciously aimed.
8 71