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Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ First Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[Good evening Luceti. Are you all doing well? Lets hope you're getting some good rest and shut eye because it's usually a long day in the craziest village ever.

Tonight another New Feather will arrive. A rather late arrival, but she came to join all of you. Dropping from the sky at full speed and then disappearing in a flash. Give her a good welcome as she comes to visit you while you sleep. No, she's isn't the tooth fairy. Or the sandman. She's another thing entirely.

Enjoy having a special visitor in your dreams.]

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[She notices the flash, but it doesn't register in her mind because of what happens right afterward.]

Derek!! [She quickly lets a sword form in her own hand, ready to charge in. Only reason she's waiting is because you shouldn't disturb a fast paced dream like this unless it's necessary. Barging into the main actor's fight scene isn't very nice of the supporting actress, right?]

[Both Dereks look up at the cry, and the one with the fangsgrins at her. Human Derek takes to opportunity to punch the demonic one in the face, and they once again fall into fighting.

Only, this time, the demonic one is trying to slowly make its way to Paprika.]

[She sees that grin and cringes inside, but puts on a small smirk to make sure it doesn't notice. Whatever it is.]

Need help, Derek?

No! Get back!

[He gasps as his doppleganger rips it's claws across his guts. He retaliates by slashing it open from groin to neck. They grab each other by the throat, still tearing away at each other like rabid dogs. Shadows start to emerge from the demonic version and engulf them both.]

[Another cringe. Blood in dreams will never cease to be weird to her. But that thought is quickly thrown when shadows begin to surround them]

Derek?! [Okay screw standing back. She sharpens her expression and starts moving towards the shadows.]

[Derek's eyes widen as he catches a glimpse of her approaching form. He nares his own teeth, which happen to be as pointy and sharp as the 'other Derek.]

Dammit, stay back there! He thinks you're food! Just run!

[She stops, but that look he's giving her isn't too comforting.]

And leave you here alone?! I can't do that! [Even if this is just a dream she knows how some people can be affected greatly by them alone.]

Would you rather become the soul-less undead?

{And then he screams, because the vampire has managed to drive one of its hands through his chest.

Snake quick, he turns on his opponent, running his sword through it's skull and into it's chest.]

[She doesn't even have time to think of a response before that chest wound. Instead she rushes towards them and aims a swing at the 'other Derek' with the sword.]

[Other Derek is hissing and spitting like a giant cat, doing its best to try and pull out the sword lodged in its body. Still, that distraction doesn't keep him from seeing Paprika coming for him and one arm blurrs out, impossibly fast, to try and catch her wrist.]

[Damn this thing is tough. It caught her wrist and now she's trying to push down, the sword in the captured hand still trying to hit the creature's head.]

Clingy men aren't very appealing!

[When pushing fails the sword vanishes from her captured hand and moves into the free one. Once again she tries to plunge the sword into him.]

[She succeeds, and gets an inhuman yowl in reply. But then it lunges at her, teeth bared, until Derek gets in the way, and those fangs sink into him instead.]

[She braces for impact with the fangs, but when nothing comes she opens her eyes and-]

W-What did you do?! [She takes the sword again and swings it at the creature, now that it's preoccupied with Derek and not her.]

Dammit, get out! He can't hurt me; I'm his host. But he can devour you!

And what about you? You really want me to just leave you here?!

...You can't do anything here.

[Derek turns his attention on the flailing creature, doing his best to start pushing it away.]

[She's very adamant about not wanting to leave. It doesn't feel right to just abandon him. But that's when she looks at the marks on her wrist from when that creature grabbed her...]

Are...Are you sure? ...Is there really nothing I can do?!

[Derek's still struggling with his so called 'other self', but he manages to use the sword to pin the thing in place for a few seconds. He's suddenly up and running, attempting to grab Paprika's wrist on the way by and headed as far from 'it' as they can get.]

You can't kill it, and even if you could, you'd kill me too. It's part of me. But you aren't; you count as food.

[A part of him. She understands immediately and nods.]

Will you really be okay here alone?

[Derek slows; they aren't being followed for now. Now the dreamscape changes and they're walking along the coastline of Malibu, California.]

...Do this most nights. It'll be with me for the rest of my life. Can't get rid of it; it's a sickness in both body and soul, and there's no cure. But it transfers easily. One bite...once scratch, and it's over.

[For once the sudden jump surprises her. Maybe because she was just so wrapped up in the moment she didn't expect it. Not that she doesn't welcome it.]

When you say that...does it mean that you can get rid of it any time by just attacking someone?

[Derek shakes his head.}

It means you'll get dragged to hell right along with me. It won't cure me, but it will infect you. And then we're both in trouble.

[She nods in understanding. But she wonders if a dream can even be infected by something like that.]

Does anyone else know this?

...A few friends. And they know what to do if it gets bad.

[...If her assumption is right about what he means, then she won't push it any further.]

Then I'll keep it secret too. [...] Not that I have much choice. It's my job after all.

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