Dancing with My Nightmares (Pitch Black/Reader)

((Warnings: Manipulation, mild vaguely described gore, overall dark themes. The usual. If you get upset you can't say I didn't warn you. ))


The autumn leaves snap underfoot
In the darkness of these woods
Sleep dearly, my love, for you shan't fear tonight
For can darkness resonate so soundly In light..?

But oh Celestia, do I now tremble
The thought of the night in morbid recital
And over the rooftops, does he stand so humble
As he calls my name, no intent of reprisal.



The crisp crackle of withered branches and leaves follows your pounding steps, Sharp inhalations loud in the silence, the silence you don't have because you can hear the blood rushing to your head, heart beating to fast, too hard. You wouldn't be surprised if the world could hear it. A metallic scent still lingers in the air, no matter how far you roam.

Your feet slide to a sudden stop. Your world is spinning, as if you're still running. This isn't right.

This isn't real.

It all fades to a dreamless slumber.

Like it always does.

It doesn't last.

Your eyes snap open for seemingly no reason, brilliant glow of the moon gleaming through your open window. As the cobwebs of sleepiness are torn away, You look to the clock across the room. 2am. You lie there musing over the events of the dream. It wasn't particularly unusual. But no matter how many times it happens it still makes your pulse race, hands shake.

No one said it was a bad thing.

Faint whisper resound in your ears. A slight smile crosses you lips, brief, as you move your still tired limbs to stare out the window. The moonlight seems to dull slightly, but you don't notice. It's normal, after all. You already know what you need to do at this point, even before your name floats through the mingling whispers.

Out the window, now...


I'm no ordinary person, yes, I'm unique
I've wielded fire and with ardent mystique
Look not with your eyes, but only in soul
This hallowed night mare night, embodied in whole



You open the window the rest of the way, climbing over the sill. On the way you'd snatched a knee length coat, faded grey, short black boots accented with red. Wouldn't do to get a cold. The bitter chill in the air hit your face as you crawled out unto the back of the waiting stallion. You could feel the shift of the sand that configured the creature, but it was no longer something that unnerved you.

You'd done this too many times for that.

Eyes fluttering shut as you glided through the air. You didn't need to see. You weren't in control in the first place.

Were you ever..?

No. But you trusted it. You trusted him.

Just as you knew he was also coming alongside you. You didn't need to see things anymore to know, not in the dark.

Oh, how far you'd fallen.

Fear not, my brave darling, for I come as a dove
In times of your fear, a good scare is enough
To denounce your dark past, and to know of above
For you stand right beneath me, and you swoon in your love, singing-

Everything fell out from under you. The effortless glide broken as you fell. Your breath hitched, limbs twitching, Hair whipping around you, the sinking feeling in your stomach overwhelming. You held the flaring edges of your coat against you, trying desperately to regain some sort of control over this.


You are not in control. LET GO.


The air left you as you relaxed, the tense panic fading into- into something. Nothing mattered anymore, nothing except this.

You were never in control.



Dance, dance, with my nightmares again
Writing a story with a blood red inked pen
The tears now contrast with the falling of rain
He moves ever closer, to touch, no telling when

Dance, dance, with terrors in my mind
I succumb now so quickly to these horrors entwined
A newfound connection to his lethal affection
Place a kiss on my lips, into love I am blind

and then

And then your descent was cut short- almost painfully abrupt- by the hand now grasping yours. The other comes up almost mechanically, practiced motion. You couldn't remember how many times this had been done by now.

It didn't matter.

Your fragile human mind wasn't ever that reliable, anyway...

The dull light of the moon was blacked out as a shroud of darkness surrounded the two of you. You barely noticed as you were whisked away in once again practiced movements. It was a perfectly normal waltz if not for the darkness around and the terrors flooding your senses.

Perfectly normal.

If that's what he wanted to do tonight so be it.

I stand here alone with my hands both stained red
For, the work of the darkness is compelled by the dread
And in my deepest imagination
I murder my hate with deafened compassion

And the walls keep on turning
The walls, they're all turning
Can't shake this feeling that I want it all
That all that I want is for them all to fall

You don't know how it came to this.

Incapacitating his enemies for him. This was never how it was supposed to go. This isn't you,.. Is it?

Your morals no longer mattered. Nothing mattered except him. Everything else shattered long ago. Everything had been coming up to this moment. Maybe he'd been conditioning you for it. After you killed this one last time, everything would be perfect. It's what he wanted. Just four more lives, they can't possibly matter in the grand scheme of things.

His will was your will.

How did it come to this...?

 

My life, to reality, here once again

And to my faltering hatred, I sing once again

Dance, dance, with my nightmares again
Writing a story with a blood red inked pen
The tears now contrast with the falling of rain
He moves ever closer, to touch, no telling when

Dance, dance, with terrors in my mind
I succumb now so quickly to these horrors entwined
A newfound connection to his lethal affection
Place a kiss on my lips, into love I am blind

A newfound connection to his lethal affection

Place a kiss on my lips, into love I am blind...