Prologue:
Have you ever awoken from a dream that felt so real you questioned if it was just a dream? Becky's dreams always started the same way, she would be standing in front of her bathroom mirror drenched in sweat. In the background Disturbed's "Down with the Sickness" could clearly be heard. Suddenly a white hot flame shot through her, making her clutch her stomach in pain, the intensity of it all was making her senses go fuzzy. After what seemed like an eternity the pain faded away, and Becky was able to stand upright and look herself in the mirror. Instead of seeing her regular brown hair and eyes she saw a monster in front of her. It's eyes were blood red, its fangs looked sharp as daggers, and behind it were wings of a bat, her wardrobe was always the same too, she would have on a blood red breast plate, plain black pants and a jagged sword with the words 'cursed until the dark becomes light'. The feeling of despair washed over Becky as she realized that the monster was herself, making her howl in agony. Then everything would go black, her reflection would fade away along with the whole bathroom and she would be soaring above a city. This is where her dream would differ each time, she would be in a different city and what she did would be different. Becky would lurk in dark alleyways, searching for innocent people to kill. Men, women, even children, especially children, were good sport for her. No, she didn't feed off of them, just hunted them as a hunter kills a deer - for sport.
As in every one of her dreams there was a white being, obviously male, with jet black hair, white dove wings and ice blue eyes, who would come in and undo all her 'fun'. The innocent beings she destroyed he would bring back to life.
"Damn you white one! Let me have my fun in peace!!" She would hiss at the white being.
"No." Was all he would say then start attacking her. That's when she would wake up, once again leaving the darkness behind her and become plain ordinary Becky.
Have you ever awoken from a dream that felt so real you questioned if it was just a dream? Becky's dreams always started the same way, she would be standing in front of her bathroom mirror drenched in sweat. In the background Disturbed's "Down with the Sickness" could clearly be heard. Suddenly a white hot flame shot through her, making her clutch her stomach in pain, the intensity of it all was making her senses go fuzzy. After what seemed like an eternity the pain faded away, and Becky was able to stand upright and look herself in the mirror. Instead of seeing her regular brown hair and eyes she saw a monster in front of her. It's eyes were blood red, its fangs looked sharp as daggers, and behind it were wings of a bat, her wardrobe was always the same too, she would have on a blood red breast plate, plain black pants and a jagged sword with the words 'cursed until the dark becomes light'. The feeling of despair washed over Becky as she realized that the monster was herself, making her howl in agony. Then everything would go black, her reflection would fade away along with the whole bathroom and she would be soaring above a city. This is where her dream would differ each time, she would be in a different city and what she did would be different. Becky would lurk in dark alleyways, searching for innocent people to kill. Men, women, even children, especially children, were good sport for her. No, she didn't feed off of them, just hunted them as a hunter kills a deer - for sport.
As in every one of her dreams there was a white being, obviously male, with jet black hair, white dove wings and ice blue eyes, who would come in and undo all her 'fun'. The innocent beings she destroyed he would bring back to life.
"Damn you white one! Let me have my fun in peace!!" She would hiss at the white being.
"No." Was all he would say then start attacking her. That's when she would wake up, once again leaving the darkness behind her and become plain ordinary Becky.