This story was never meant to be happy.

Corruption didn't have to survive to win in the end. He still completed his goal.

The moral of this story is...

The Angst Queen is all powerful

Stop challenging me

You'll regret it

that was fun...for me at least to watch all those comments

that chapter has been in the works for a while now and I'm happy to see that it was as destructive as I had hoped

I'm so proud of myself

But please stop challenging me

It's too much work

Maybe if I die I can finally rest and heal

Sorry

TRIGGER WARNING : death

Roman's POV
And I woke up.

I jolted upwards, screaming.  Pure panic jolted through my body.  My eyes snapped open and I quickly scrambled backwards until my back was pressed again the headboard.

Virgil jolted awake, his eyes widening in shock.  He rolled over to face me, mumbling 'what the fuck' to himself.

I just sobbed.  I couldn't even process such a horrid, vivid nightmare.  My hands pressed against my face, clawing into my hair.

"Roman," Virgil mumbled, quickly pulling himself upwards. "Ro, what's wrong?"

But I couldn't do anything but cry. Those horrible images of how everyone died. How I...killed myself. What happened to Thomas.

"Hey, look at me Roman,"  Virgil said sternly, trying to gently pull my hands from my face.  To prevent me from clawing myself.

I grabbed Virgil tightly and pulled him to my chest.  I just sobbed, burying my face in Virgil's hair.  Holding as tightly to him as possible. 

"Roman it's okay, you obviously just had a nightmare,"  Virgil said gently.  "Try to calm down or you'll give yourself a panic attack."

"Can't."  I chocked out, now sobbing into his shoulder.

Virgil, surprisingly, managed to turn us over.  I was not sobbing into his chest.  Virgil started humming softly, a tuneless melody of no real song.  Just something to focus on.

Then he started gently rubbing his hands through my hair.  I slowly started to calm down, my sobbing reduces to hiccups and a steady stream of tears. 

But a soft knock on the door made me scream again and grab start my sobbing again.  Patton entered the room, an extremely worried look on his face.  Logan followed behind quickly.

"Kiddos what's wrong?"  Patton asked gently, sitting down at the foot of the bed.

"I don't know," Virgil mumbled. "Roman just woke up screaming and now he won't stop crying."

"It might have been a nightmare," Logan said. "Wylan?" He turned towards the door.

"He's not here," Wylan's voice grumbled from the darkness. "Can I go back to sleep now?"

"Just stay with us a little longer kiddo," Patton said, beckoning Wylan into the room. Wylan walked in, followed by a tired looking Quinn and an annoyed looking Deceit."

"What was the nightmare about," Deceit asked. "Don't even try to lie."

"Everyone died," I chocked out, sitting up to pull Virgil into my lap.

"Okay," Virgil said. "This is my life now." He leaned into me, trying to comfort me as best as he could.

I kept crying, holding as tightly as possible to him. I needed to feel him, his heartbeat, against me.

"What happened in the nightmare?" Patton asked gently, moving closer to rub my back gently.

I opened my mouth to answer but was cut off by a scream from the hallway. I jumped again, sobbing into Virgil's shoulder.

"FUCK!" Yelled Remy's voice from the hallway. Followed by another small scream, now sounding like Emile.

"We're all gonna die," I whispered, crying heavily.

~•~

Evan POV
I jolted awake to screaming. My heart sped up and I quickly sat up. I looked around the dark room, rubbing my eyes.

My hand subconsciously grabbed onto Remus's. He was lying face down on the pillow, snoring loudly but it was muffled by he pillow.

There was only silence, which was just as creepy. I stared into the shadows around the room, half expecting a demon to jump out of them.

Bumping and scratching sounds care from the hallway. I quickly turned to Remus, feeling fear induced tears in my eyes.

"Remus," I whispered. "Remus wake up." I begged, shaking him.

He grunted a bit and rolled onto his side. His snoring got louder. I shook him roughly.

"Remus please get up I'm scared," I pleaded, sniffling a bit. Remus instantly shot upwards, his eyes wide and insane looking.

"WHO MADE MY BABY CRY?!" Remus screeched, anger flaring in his eyes.

I slipped my arms around his waist, hugging myself up against his chest. Remus calmed down a bit.

"I heard a scream," I whispered, staring wide eyed at the door. I half expected Corruption to burst in and kill us.

"Are you sure?" Remus asked gently, running a hand through my mess of bed head hair. At least mine isn't as bad as Remus's.

But a scream cut him off. I jumped in shock. Remus quickly shoved me down onto the bed and crouched over me in an animalistic but protective manner.

"What was that?" I mumbled, holding tightly to his arm. Remus just let out a low growl while glaring at the door.

Silence again but then followed by a third scream. Even thought it probably hurt Remus with how tightly I was holding onto him, he didn't mean away.

However, he slowly starting getting off the bed. I tried to stop him, but he moved too quickly for me.

"Remus!" I hissed. "Stop, don't go out there!"

"It'll be fine," Remus mumbled, slowly opening the door.

He made his way out into the dark hallway. Only a few seconds later and I couldn't see where he went. It was too dark.

"Remus?" I whispered, feeling my fear grow. My fear made a tear slip from my eyes.

Remus was instantly back at my side. It was like he could sense when I was crying. He wiped the tear away and gave me a kiss.

"C'mon, I got you Buttercup," He whispered, pulling me out into the hallway. "I'll protect you."

I held tightly to his right arm, practically burying my face in the back of his shoulder. We headed slowly down the hall together. I slipped one of my hands into his.

The hallway was too dark to see much. But up ahead we could both see Roman's door open. The strange bumping sounds coming from there.

"Maybe they're just fucking with the door open," Remus whispered to me.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"You don't need to know," He answered quickly. I just shrugged and didn't move from his arm.

But then a shadow appeared suddenly in front of us. I screamed, jumping backwards. Barely even a second later, Remus swung and punched whatever it was.

There was a grunt followed by a thud. Then a smaller scream of surprise. I was shaking badly.

But then the lights flickered on. I looked down to see Patton at the end of the hall. Then down to see Remy holding a bloody nose, Emile at his side.

"Shit," Remus said. "Sorry, thought you were Corruption or something."

"Or what?!" Remy yelled, clearly angry. "Cause Steve's fucking dead now and Corruption ain't here so who the fuck would it be?!"

It was weird remembering Steve. Yesterday, Luther knocked on the door. He was carrying Steve's body.

Brain lighting Wylan explained. Corruption was turning on everyone. The body was already headless but Wylan basically poured all his rage over loosing Draven into charring and destroying Steve's body.

Remus didn't let me watch. Even though I've seen him murder three people in gruesome ways.

"I don't know! Evan screamed so I just instinctively tried to get rid of whatever scared him," Remus defended himself.

"Okay, kiddos," Patton said sternly. "Stop the fighting."

Remy and Remus glared at each other. Emile gave me a comforting smile, which I easily returned.

"What's with all the fucking yelling?" Remus asked. "It's waking us all up!"

"Roman just had a really bad nightmare?" Patton explained.

"He's here?" I asked quickly, fear filling me.

"No, it was just a really bad nightmare," Patton told me gently. "He isn't here."

"What the hell kind of nightmare did Roman have to scare him that badly?" Remy asked, the blood finally stopped flowing from his nose.

"He won't talk about it," Patton said with a shrug. "He just kept saying everyone died."

"Well if that's all," Remus said, clearly annoyed. "We're going back to bed."

Remus picked me up and swung me into his arms. I didn't fight it, tired and done with being scared.

"Maybe Roman will tell us about it tomorrow," Emile said.

"He better," Remus growled. And with that, we returned to bed.