Edre

In a parallel world where magic is hated, there exist humanoid creatures with great dark magic potency. They are called the eves. Hated in their own world, which has very distinct features, they could either hide or fight, as proud as they were they chose to fight. Normal humans could not stand a chance and thus peace was the only other option. After years a prophesy was revealed; it stated that a king of hell would love an eve soo much, his love would turn her into a monster that would destroy the world, and thus the wars begun again and the humans were prepared, determined to wipe out the eves, but the battle ended on a truce and the humans with many losses. 500 years later, the prophesy had long been forgotten when a king of hell decided to take a stroll through a park and saw a little girl sitting alone quietly torturing a bird and he smiled.

Enyeko looked with her usual bored expression at Lois her roomate and sighed. "You want to know why I wake up like this? Well, it started years ago. Every night when I sleep, I wake up. But... My body doesn't. It took a while for me to realize that it was my soul that was awake..." Her voice became filled with fear. "At first I thought I was awake but couldn't move. I tried screaming, but I couldn't even hear my own voice. It wasm like a squeak. Then a shadow of a cat would fall on my bed, from the window, then a man... I've never seen his face. He is pitch black like tar and I couldn't even see eyes or skin. Just the man-shaped figure rise from the shadow. His feet doesn't... touch the floor. He hovers out of the shadow and comes to my bed then bends over to look at me. We are face to face, but all I see is darkness. Then he reaches out to touch my face, but I wake up and I realize that everything around me is exactly the same as in the dream. I usually flex my fingers to check that I'm really awake. Years later, after I met this weird guy who I kinda fell in love with..."

Her voice is now filled with a little joy, "The dark man-like thing suddenly had a face, his face. I began to see it every night. it was a little comforting. When he was no longer part of my life, the face slowly just disappeared and turned back onto the dark figure. A week ago, I saw the guy again. He now... goes to the same college as me. And now, every night, it's not a black tar-like man figure. It's him that comes. He steps out of the shadow naked and reaches out like he's asking for a hug. Then..." Her voice began to break.

"Chains come out of the shadow and they wrap themselves around me till I have absolutely no inch left unchained. Then he begins to sink back into the shadow and the chains drag me out of my bed into mid air and into the shadow along with him. I can still see my body looking peacefully asleep on the bed as I wonder if I am ever going to make it back into it. Inside the shadow of darkness, is another world; a beautiful place filled with light and flowers and peaceful scenery. But although I can see these things, I don't feel anything. All I feel is this ominous presence, like there is something evil there, like it's all a wallpaper and there's something else behind, something dangerous. Then the chains move to wrap around my hands real tight. I can suddenly move everything except my hands which are chained together and streched up and my legs also still chained, but streched apart and my nightgown... Disappears. And I'm totally naked. I struggle and try to hide my nakedness from his eyes that watch in amusement as the chains bring me before him and puts me in a vertical position."

She looked at her hands and gritted her teeth as she said, "Then, he... he... hugs me and says..." She said it as it echoes through her head, "You are my toy, you will always be mine, it hurts me that I have to remind you in this way but you need to know. You can run but you won't get away, not in reality, not in the vale, not in your dreams, not even in death. Everything that you are and ever will be, belongs to me." She shuddered and continued, "Then he..." She breathed out deeply. "He..."

She breathed out again, "He... Kisses me, and rapes me... I feel it all and I scream, then I realize that I can speak again. It feels awfully painful as I feel my hymen get ripped apart. He bites and claws at my skin, going on and on like a crazed dog, and his skin is cold and it hurts more than anything. I cry and scream and beg him, telling him it hurts. I say, 'please stop... I beg you, please stop.... Please.' I guess I can only speak because he loves to hear my pleas. Each cry makes him thrust and claw harder."

Her bored expression returned. "It goes on for like...forever and then just like that, I wake up. It happens every night. I don't understand... and I don't know...why, but I don't like it. It's happened so long that I sometimes hear those words when I see the guy's face... And it feels like icy fingers are caressing me... Tightly. Sometimes, in the night, I lay there feeling cold and alone