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TO NEW READERS PLEASE: Read Dream Stuff and Another Demon before this

I made a mistake with the order

Thanks :)

Zup guys?! I'm still overly cheerful today, so I'm typing the next chapter~ I'll get on with the disclaimer.

I, PJHPGFBC4evah, solemnly swear that I am up to no good I do not own the characters in my stories.
George: Touché, sis
Me: o.0 When did you get here?
George: I'll be on my way...BYE!
Me: Okaaay, let's get on with this...Pic ain't mine and this is an actual character. However, in the story, I just used his appearance...you'll see...does anyone know Pandora Hearts?

(Y/N)'s P.o.V.

        "Stubborn now, aren't you?" that voice said again.
        "You darn isosceles monster, show yourself!" I shouted at the darkness. It just laughed humorlessly at me. Suddenly, the black triangle appeared. "What do you want with me?" I asked through gritted teeth.
        "Nothing much. I just need you to sign the deal so I can be on my way!" it answered.
        "Fat chance, demon. No way," I said stubbornly.
        "You'll soon change your mind," it said darkly as it faded away. I was once again met with the nightmares. Tartarus himself, both camps destroyed, Gaea and the Titans returning, everyone I care for dead. But the worst I saw so far was this.
        "Lou Ellen...please...don't," I mumbled. She continued pointing her sword at me. Her eyes were dark, solid black, unlike her normal eyes. "I don't want to...," I said.
        "You cannot live, (Y/N) Pines. You are a hindrance in the balance of magic," she said in a voice that wasn't hers. All the dead bodies rose and approached me. They began chanting something I couldn't understand. All I heard was screams filling the humid air. Then...
        "(Y/N)!" someone said as that someone grabbed my hand. I recognized the voice, but I couldn't quite place out who it was...but I knew it was a guy.
        "Come on!" he shouted as said someone ran, dragging me with him. When the blood-red darkness was relieved, I was met with a maze...no not maze...lots of doors. "Glad I got you out of there. Wake up now," the man's face was blurred, but I knew that I should know who that was. Everything started to fade.

        I woke up and quickly sat up. I looked around and saw Bill, lying beside me, one hand touching my forehead, the other grasping my hand. When I saw it, naturally I blushed. Suddenly, he sat up and rubbed his eyes.
        "Man...your dream was so messed up. You wouldn't wake up so...well, I had to...you know," he pointed to my head. I mumbled a small thanks, bringing my knees to my chest.
        "You alright?" Bill asked me, rubbing my back. I nodded a bit. "That nightmare...I swear it wasn't me. Who was that girl, the one pointing a sword at you?"
        "My half-sister...a very good friend of mine. She wasn't herself in the dream," I told him, breathing shakily. I was about to get a pony tail to tie my hair, but when I reached out, I saw my right ring finger had an obsidian ring.
        "Don't forget," the voice seemed to whisper to me. I ignored it and grabbed a pony tail and tied my hair anyway.
        "Is it fine if we just stay here? I don't really wanna go out," I told Bill and he nodded. He seemed like he was trying to read my mind, but he utterly failed. I didn't think much when I was around Bill...remembering he could read thoughts and notbecausemymindisblankbecausehelookscuteandnowI'mgonnakillyouforreadingthis.
        "Can you make something to eat...I'm...hungry," Bill said in a way that he seemed ashamed to admit. I laughed at him and poked his cheek. "Fine," I said with a grin.
        "Actually, you don't need to cook. I was just messing with you," he snapped his fingers and the table was full of food. "Dig in!" 

*Time Skip*

        The day was surprisingly uneventful. Even at the forest, no monsters attacked. But I wasn't looking forward to the evening. Bill lay down on his cot, just beside mine. I took out a notebook and started writing randomly. I didn't know what I was writing, and I felt as if I was subconscious . I didn't notice Bill sat beside me, until he grabbed the notebook from me. He stared wide-eyed at it.
        "(Y/N)...where did you see this?" he asked me frantically. I looked at my notebook and saw I had drew the black triangle.
        "Uh...somewhere?" I lied. I have seriously noticed his change of attitude towards me. It was as if he was concerned about everything. He paused for a bit, contemplating on what to tell me. After a few moments, he sighed.
        "Just...I don't know, stay away from him. I...can't explain further," he said. "Night." He walked over to his cot and I switched of the lights. I drifted away to sleep.

        "It seems like you're no near of considering my offer. I may need to take other measures, godling," that thing said again.
        "What do you mean...other measures? What are you planning?!" I asked it, though I expected no answer. And I was right. It just laughed at me.
        "Would you want to see your beloved camp destroyed? Would you love to see the Pines and your other friend dead? To me, they'd only be a little piece in a speck of the universe. So little," the triangle said, circling around me. I only just noticed now that I was in the throne I saw before. Except I was in chains.
        "What do you want with me anyway?" I asked it through gritted teeth. It floated directly in front of me and suddenly turned into a man. He looked like a duke from the past, wearing all those tailcoats and ribbons and ties. He had jet-black hair and piercing purple eyes.
        "Why would I tell you? Wouldn't that ruin everything," he said with one finger under my chin forcing me to look at him. I tried not to look directly at his eyes, but he forced me to. "Are you enjoying your nightmares?" The images of the nightmares I had flashed back. I bit my lip hard, trying to keep in a whimper or scream.
        "You won't get what you want. You never will," I told him weakly. He let go of me and rose up to full height, staring down at me, giving me all the chills.
        "But I already did, princess." With that, the purple fire burnt in a circle around me, lighting up symbols I didn't quite catch.

        I woke up, surprised I didn't scream. However, I was drenched in cold sweat. I looked at Bill to see he was still fast asleep. 

        Gods...

        What just happened?