Who is she?

Bad Dream round up all the Nightmares he could, he moved them to the room assigned to him, and waited for Jeannie to return. A man had already come back and if he thought he was the scariest thing before he sure didn't now. The man who came was even scarier than Tragedy; she at least had a kind voice that made your soul feel like a glass full of the finest wine. The man had a voice like nails on a chalk board and an appearance like death. Although, Death did not strike such fear into his heart even as he lay dying in the grass as the man did. The man left quickly saying something like, if I fail she will be alone, if I succeed she will rule the world like the queen she is meant to be. It seemed crazy that a man so horrific could care about a woman but men are men after all and if she was anything like his day-dream girl, his Katherine Elizabeth, he would understand. Then he remembered Jeannie worked for a man named Pitch Black, maybe he was in love with her? The thought of the scary pair together sent chills down his spine.

Even hours later he still thought about what he saw. He then ran his fingers through the mane the nightmare next to him which had a look like it enjoyed his thoughts. "Glad you feel that way. Maybe I am right for this job," he smiled as the nightmare snorted at him, "I cannot be afraid of everything, what kind of man would I be if I was afraid of a woman and a horse?"

"Aww, you are still afraid of me?" a sweet voice echoed through the halls, "I thought after we shared our pain you would no longer feel that way." Jeannie stepped through the entrance and her blood-red lips curled into a seductive smile, "Bro."

He couldn't hold in the laugh, "When did you develop a sense of humor?" He walked over to the entrance, "Did something happen? I mean you were gone a while and then this creepy, old guy came in and did some things then left and well, I was worried." He rubbed the back of his neck, somehow after being alone for so long it felt good to care about someone.

"Oh," Jeannie looked down as tears formed in her eyes, "Well, I sort of lost my mind when I saw the nightmares drag Pitch away into the darkness. I ran away for a little while to find out if all I am good for is taking orders and killing people," the last two words fell to the floor like dead fish. "I ended up finding a girl!" her eyes looked up like she just remembered something, "We are going to find your true love and her true love and see if my brother will except me. We have to work together though. You cannot let us get discouraged and we won't let you!"

He couldn't help but hug her, the thought of actually seeing Katherine again, he couldn't even imagine holding her in his arms. Jeannie hugged him back but her hug was so tight it felt almost like she needed it more than he did. "I promise to help you and our new sister find the man you need to complete you, as long as I know she promises to stay and help me find the only woman who can complete me."

Tragedy smiled, "Hear that? You and I are already sisters and you said you didn't want to team up! I mean who wouldn't want this sexy thing as her brother!"

"Seriously when did you get a sense of humor?! I mean you didn't even crack a grin at Bad Dream!" He pulled her away, holding her shoulders, and looking at her like she had a serious illness.

"Daydream? Come meet our brother Bad Dream," Jeannie said fluffing off what Bad Dream said.

Although he didn't notice because once she said Daydream he stared at the doorway like the next woman to walk in had to look ten times more horrifying than anything he could imagine. Daydream walked in and he ran to her hugging her tightly to his chest, she screamed and pushed him away and he released her quickly. He looked at his feet the woman had dark blue hair and sea blue eyes, he moved to quickly for her to get a good look at him but then again he looked nothing like himself. Maybe he had gone crazy; he barely remembered what Kathrine looked like, just that name made his heart take flight. She just stared at him, her chest rising and falling slowly, and her hands covered the red stain on her collarbone. "I am sorry," he said looking back at Jeannie, "I just…I lost it." He walked back to the nightmares and they crowded around him and Daydream.

"Wow! Way to kill a mood!" Jeannie sighed, "Okay, well let's try again. This is Bad Dream, he is very affectionate and he is in charge of the Nightmares. He lost his true love around the time I died and his heart has been looking for the black-haired, blue-eyed woman since," she pointed to Daniel. "This is Daydream, she has only ever loved one man and no other man has ever touched her," she pointed to Daydream. "I am Tragedy or as Bad Dream calls me Jeannie. I fell in love after I died, with the man I married actually, Colin James. He died 300 years ago and did not become a spirit because he died of old age in the arms of his second wife. After I died I followed Pitch Black, the Bogyman, and he became like a father to me. I do not know for sure if he is dead but the nightmares dragged him deep into the darkness. I now am trying to believe my brother will except the fact that I committed suicide to follow Pitch, his immortal enemy, and that I knew who he was and could see him yet still said nothing to him," she pointed to herself. "Are we good?" She asked looking around.

Day Dream composed herself, "I am sorry for my reaction," she looked at Bad Dream with a strange sense of longing, his hug had not scared her by itself it was her feelings toward it. Then looking at Tragedy, "Colin James was my cousin. Are you that Jeannie?"

"Yes, I died Jeannie James," she made a face. She had not used her real name before but she imagined that it was the name on her head stone.

"You killed yourself? I was told that you died after saving a slave girl from three horrible men. The men punished you for freeing their slave by stabbing you and throwing you into a fire pit," Day Dream looked confused.

"Well, technically that is the way I died. The way it started, though, is why I call it suicide. I had planned to die on my 18th birthday since I watched my fifthteen year old brother drown saving my life. So after my wedding to Colin I walked or really limped into the forest where anything could happen. I knew I would die, I just happened to save a little girl in the process," Tragedy looked at the wall, "Ivory," she sighed, "Ivory turned out to be a beautiful woman."

"You limped because of your brand, right?" Bad Dream asked looking at her ankle. Tragedy nodded turning up her ankle with the J cross still black and red on her white ankle. "I was shot, I couldn't imagine being stabbed and roasted to death," Bad Dream shook his head.

"I was shot, then drowned," Day Dream looked at them with understanding. Bad Dream's eyes shot to Daydream.

"God in Heaven! Why did you put the three of us on different sides of the States? We are so definitely suited for each other!" Jeannie looked at the ceiling, "Man, what if the Moon turns out to be God and Pitch ended up being Lucifer?" Tragedy giggled, "Well, I am going to Hell, if I am not already there!"

"Oh, don't say that! I don't need to find out he was doing what was in my best interest!" Day Dream laughed loosening up to the idea of siblings.

Bad Dream smiled at her, he still couldn't lose the feeling he wouldn't have to look very far for his Kathrine. Tragedy didn't know she had already done her part of the deal, she just needed to get everyone to realize it. The question is would outside sources allow that?