

Red Ace ♀ xxx Stel ♂
Bad things happen in darkness, Miss Ace. And the words accompanied a young figure that slipped out of the shadows like one himself, except a soft white glow surrounded his slender body and a bobbing light lurked near his head. His face was expressionless, his mouth lacking even the curve of a smile; and those eyes, those deep black eyes, drew a shiver down her spine.
He softened at her reaction and faded a little on the edges, as though his nervousness made him less real; and Ace frowned, abruptly worried, a tight darkening of her previous smile. This dream was familiar now, but every time Ace made the same blunder; hurting him.
I am not darkness, Miss Ace. I am merely warning you for the shadows that are coming. Calmly, he lifted his chin and looked into the starless sky; something over the course of years this vivid dream had plagued her that Red Ace had grown used to. She had heard this conversation a thousand times before, and in waking, was always left with the echoes of these warnings.
I want you to take this.But something was off and Ace was distracted; and suddenly, she became aware that his paw was just a few inches further then ever before, and those shadows that were beginning to tangle among his legs were armed with angry faces and gaping jaws. She shrieked, startled, and he looked down at the monsters with a calm in the storm. The world blurred together in a painting of colors and monochrome and chaos, and she felt like this was all too real; especially when the pain hit.
I need you to take this. He said again, urgent, but she was lost to him.
Wake up then! His shout reached her through the whirlwind that had lifted her from the ground in a flurry of injuries that left no physical mark, and she dragged her face sideways to look down at the sidewalk, where a lake of black swamped the ghost. This dream was twisting into a nightmare.
This is only a dream, but you must put this on when you wake, promise me... promise me...He disappeared below the darkness and everything was ripped from Red Ace as quickly as it had grown around her. She lay tangled in her bed covers and lurched to a sit, wobbly, gasping for breath and fresh air and reality. When she slowly lay back down, the softest chime of metal striking the covers made her blink; and she looked to the small metal silver key that rested on the blankets beside her, innocent.
But Red Ace saw this for what it was, and her heart caught in her throat; it was the key he had extended to her in the dream, the key that fit the lock that encircled his throat. And all the sudden, it was as though his voice was in her head and she remembered everything all over again.
Bad things happen in darkness, Miss Ace.