NightTerror AU

A wound that never healed

===Redeem===

"Hello Darren" 

The dark sheep strolled leisurely from the shadows his magenta eyes fixed on the lizard. "Good evening father..."Darren froze meeting the sheeps glare "do you know why you where summoned here?" Darren shock his head "No...uh. I guess to-" Darren fettle do with his fingers nervously trying to come up with an answer. "I wanted to give you a second chance to redeem yourself."  The sheep added. Darren eyes light up "really?"   "I have a mission for you Darren" the sheep went on. "Yes what is it father?" Darren asked he longed for his fathers attention he would do anything to have his father be proud of him.  "I want you to bring me Vincent and elemnate any dreamscapers you happen to find. If you succeed I'll give you back your freedom" Darren's smile faded "If you fail..." Bo leaned over towards his son with a grim snarl "I'll elemnate you just like I did with atychiphobia, do I make myself clear.?" Darren nodded "Yes father I won't disappoint you again." The sheep smiled "Good, you'll leave tomorrow." The sheep strolled off into the darkness leaving the lizard alone.  The only thoughts Darren had was "Vince is my friend" 

==Next morning our hero's trail==

Vince wandered thought the thick forest down a dirt path which led to a small village he had lived ever since the tragic day, a cold unpleasant shiver ran down his spine sending a unforgiving image of his fathers lifeless body. The words "run and never return" was the last thing he heard from his uncle. It was his fault his father died the feeling left a ping of pain in his chest. "Run and never return" So he ran into this place far from the kingdom, that was ten years ago he had been living here since. 

A russle broke the silence making Vince stop dead in his tracks. He listened before doing a full 360 degree spin before coming face to face with a burly beast with a nightmarescape symbol was on its chest. "Phobia" the beast laughed "got ya" another phobia appeared from the far left side of Vince "well, well, well it's nice to see you again...old friend" Vincent's heart skipped a beat he turned his head towards the soft gravely voice "Darren?" Darren gave a twisted smile "yep, it's been forever buddy, I would love to set down and chat about the good ol' days...but sadly I have orders to follow." Darren smirked pulling out two lethal blades from behind him. 

"Darren you don't have to do this" Vince chuckled nervously this must be a joke Vince thought Darren wouldn't. Darren shuffled his way towards Vince he brought up his blades and swung them around Vince who swiftly dodged Darren's weapons. He was very fast and nimble he'll give him that, but Vince was much faster. Even when they where kids they would play gladiators in the court yards Vince always won each fight. That was years ago and this wasn't a game it was life and death, Darren wasn't playing around he looked determined to end him. The two phobias where boxing him in only leaving him a small passage way so he took his only chance and sprinted passe the two beast. "Don't let him get away!" Darren ordered "Get him!" Vince ran up the dirt trail, tears rolled down his face for ten years he lived in hiding cowering away in a small village afraid and alone, now his once only beat friend was hunting him down...why? 

He glanced behind him the two phobias where on his tail he had to shake them off, but how. "The river!" He thought so without hesitation Vince darted into the thick woods but that didn't stop the phobias as the bulldozed though. "Crap!" Vince let out he zig zagged passed trees and scrubs the river was up ahead. "You can run but you can't hide snake!" One of the phobias bellowed. The river was in eye shot Vince ran towards the water at this time of year it was harsh and swollen, would swipe anyone away. This could be his chance to lose the phobias which where slowing down as the hill became too steep. As Vince made his way up the river as it roared loudly he watched the massive phobias struggle to make their way up the slope. Vince let out a laugh before mapping out his next plan by taking a large stick on the ground he jammed it under a large rock pushing the sick down to lift a bolder. The stick was cracking under the weight so with one good final push it toppled rolling down the hill gaining fast speeds "look out!" One of the phobia cried he nearly got crushed but for his friend he was too late. The rock crushed the second phobia leaving the large burly phobia left . "You'll pay for this snake!" It yelled he pushed on foreword.