DKS: The Dreamers

[Carnage]

1

Stacy jogged through the park as she did every night. It had been a very trying week. Her English teacher had been especially hard on her for forgetting the latest essay at home. She was also having really bad headaches and didn't know why. So, she decided to go jogging, as she always did to clear her head.

That was when she met the new notch in the food chain.

She was in the midst of running past a garbage can and a wooden bench when a hand reached out from underneath it and grabbed her left ankle. She stumbled over the garbage can, spilling the contents, and getting a face full of trash. Instinctively, Stacy reached out with her right foot and kicked her attacker in the face. She scrambled to her feet and nearly fell again backing away as a humanoid form emerged from beneath the bench.

Stacy- <fists raised, ready to fight> Who are you?!

The being stood the same height as Stacy. It was once human, but now it was something worse. Its chest heaved with each haggard breath as it lurched towards her.

Stacy utilized her two week defense course and did a round house kick to the creature's chops. It staggered and fell to the ground. Blood gushed from its broken nose. In a less than graceful manuever, it raised to its feet without the use of its hands and presented its hands.

Ten razor-like digits gleamed in the moonlight before the horrified Stacy. The creature suddenly showed lightning quick stanima and swung at Stacy's jugular. It was then, in that brief instant, that a bright blue light flashed in the darkness. A wall of ice suddenly appeared between Stacy and her attacker.

Stacy- <confused and angered> What's going on here?!

It was then she felt a powerful presence at her side. She let her eyes slowly look to the right. A seven foot tall man in a black cloak turned to acknowledge her stare. His eyes blazed a firey crimson as he pulled his hood down to reveal two jagged horns.

Demon Child- Hello.

Stacy's scream was lodged in her throat as she threw her hands in front of her to defend herself from the demon's onslaught. She then realized the beast wasn't attacking her, but the first monster that had begun climbing over the wall of ghastly ice.

2

Demon Child charged the wall of ice, knocking it over and crushing the Stacy's attacker's legs beneath it. He unsheathed his sword Masumune from beneath the cloak and prepared to impale the squirming creature at his feet. At was then, in the burning light of Masumune, that Demon Child caught a good look of the creature. Its nearly human eyes bled seemingly forever from underneath a face only a mother could love.

Demon Child- <thinking> If this thing even had a mother, she would've killed herself in the delivery room...

He grabbed the wailing creature by the neck and pulled. Its crushed feet snapped eeriely easily from the bone of its ankles. Demon Child sneered in disgust and brought the creature's face inches from his own.

Demon Child- Definitely human... or at least a mockery of it.

He cleared his throat.

Demon Child- What are you? <Not getting a reply, he tried smacking the still wailing monster. This only succeeded in making it stop and glare at him.> You have the fangs of a vampire, buddy... but a massive case of pink eye... what's this?

He began to pull the creature's shirt down. It's chest was covered in scales that shimmered in the moonlight. They were colored black with crimson streaks of what appeared to be veins.

Demon Child- Are you one of them? One of the things so horrible as to haunt the dreams of a demon? Answer me! <He brought Masumune to the thing's throat>

The creature began rambling in a foreign language Demon Child never heard. It was almost Latin, but if Latin was run over by a freight train and beaten with an ugly stick. It made no sense, but Demon Child got the general impression the thing in his grasp was telling him to Fuck off. He generally had a simple procedure for these situations.

Demon Child began to drive his sword into the creature's chest when another cloaked figure appeared at his side.

Protosschick99- Wait! DC! We've talked about this! You can't kill him until we have some answers!

PC99 was the only being Demon Child trusted enough to confide in. He told her of his dreams of the coming of a great extradimensional entity. The dreams were so vivid, he could only assume they were visions of things to come. Since the third occurence of the same dream three weeks ago, he had his warriors scanning every corner of the Earth for some sign of the beginning of an invasion. It was this night DC believed his worst fears were confirmed.

Demon Child- What do you suggest?

Protosschick99- <Touching the creature's side> Why... a light touch, dear. <She couldn't help but send a mental smile DC's way as the being in his grasp froze as if an ice sculpture.> We can take him safely to the hotel without anyone the wiser.

Demon Child glanced into the darkness. His keen eyes spotted Stacy cowering beneath a tree, evidently believing she could hide from the newly emerged monsters.

Demon Child- What about her?

Protosschick99 looked across the park at the shivering human female. She felt something akin to pity for such an easily shakin' up species. Instead, her protoss eyes blazed as a psionic storm brewed in the park.

Demon Child- Be careful.

Protosschick99- Aren't I always?

The miniature psionic storm hit Stacy, burning away specific brain cells and giving her slight amnesia.

Protosschick99- There. She has no memory anything before passing by the bench...

Demon Child- Very well. Let's go.

And with that, the two Demon Knights departed back into the darkness from whence they came...

Chapter 2
Coming Soon

[Duddits]

*suspense hangs in the air*

If this thing even had a mother, she would've killed herself in the delivery room...

:D Omg, man, that was great! Very, very good story brewin' here! I want to know wft that human/thing was now.. typy typy man!

[Dark_Soul74]

Wheeee! Now if only there was one that featured DC driving around in a clown car, packed in tightly...

[Demon_Child]

Looks like Carnage wants in on the limelight, also. Well I am not one who wants it all by myself. :)

Nice setup, Carnie, can't wait for the next chapter. ;)

[Carnage]

Gonna get going on the next chapter after this show on USA. It's called Touching Evil. VERY good. :D

[Carnage]

Chapter 2

1

In a small off-ramp diner in Ohio, a young man in his twenties sits across the table from two of the same. They are sharing a booth and are engaging in a heated discussion over cups of coffee. The forementioned young man pulls out a handful of white sugar packets from a dish, begins opening them, and pours the contents into his cup of coffee. The other two exchange a glance and the youngest of them, staring out from beneath his head full of dark blonde hair, speaks to his friend across the table.

Shawn- Don't do it, dude.

The black haired man next to Shawn can't help but chuckle as he chimes in. He grins, displaying two long canines within his mouth, and looks intently with his yellow eyes nestled above pale cheeks.

Shankz- Better do as Shawn says, Carny. You know what happens when you get too much sugar in ya.

The young man known as Carny just smiles and shakes his head of black, spiked hair with crimson streaks.

Carny- And how much fun would life be if I didn't get too much sugar just once in a while.

He downs the cup of coffee with at least fifteen packs of sugar in it and gives a anxious fidget.

Carny- Hoo yeah! Life is good. <He laughs heartily, clearly annoying some of the older patrons in the diner>

Shankz- Haha. You better keep it down. You remember the advice Dem- <He stops himself, realizing his error> You know what DC said. We need to keep a low profile.

Shawn- Yeah. <Pretending to be raging mad> Because... you... know... <Begins making punching motions towards Shankz's head> what happens when we don't keep a low profile!

Shawn's actions cause Carny and Shankz to simultaneusly burst into laughter.

Suddenly, Shawn's mobile phone begins to play his ringtone "Paint It Black" by the Rolling Stones.

Carny- Oh! <Does a little jig in his seat> I see a red door and I want it painted black...

Shawn- <Chiming in> No colors anymore I want them to turn black...

Shawn- Ha ha. Shut the hell up. <He answers his phone> Yello?

Carny and Shankz observe his sudden expression of disbelief and fear.

Shawn- Slow down... slow down... What are you trying to say?

2

Protosschick99- <Inserting the key into the lock> Here we are! Home sweet home!

Demon Child and Protosschick99 enter their modest dwelling. It's a well kept, but still shabby looking apartment in a strictly urban area. PC99 disgards her cloak onto a patched up loveseat that was found on the curb when they moved in five months ago. After a few minor restorations by Tim-and-Carl, such as a good cleaning and a stitching here and there, it was good as new. Demon Child's large cloak soon shares it with PC99's.

Tim-and-Carl emerged from the room opposite the front door. He wore his usual attire which included a gray painter's smock, two latex gloves, and a pair of outlandish head gear. Still keeping up appearances aside from his total obsession with his work, Tim-and-Carl greeted PC99 and DC warmly.

TC- What did you two bring me today?

Demon Child- Park patron. <He dumps the contents of his burlap sack on the ground. Tim-and-Carl isn't the least bit surprised. He's seen similar in his day.>

TC- Dead?

Demon Child- <Looks at PC99 who enters the kitchen> Not on her watch...

TC- I see... <He taps the frozen form with his right foot> Well. No point in wasting time.

As Protosschick99 pours a glass of OJ and accompanies Demon Child and Tim-and-Carl to the back room, she realizes something.

PC99- Tim...

TC- <Bent over the frozen creature's still form, heating the chest with a blowdryer> Yes?

PC99- Should his hand be moving like that?

Tim bolts from the table and grasps at the wall. Protosschick99 tries her best to contain her laughter, but looses it and carries on like a nut.

Demon Child- <Smiles> You got a mean streak, girl. <He sips his glass of Orange Juice>

PC99- I know. Aren't I ghetto?

TC- Not funny. <He composes himself and returns to the steel table> Now, this room should be sterilized, but since time is of such crucial importance... <He observes the water dripping on the floor> We should just start while he's still cold.

Tim-and-Carl reaches for the scapel on the smaller table to his right and dives right in. Black blood squirts in PC99's direction.

PC99- Aah! Darn you, Tim! You did that on purpose!

Tim smiles to himself and continues. It is only a matter of time before the heart is excavated from the still thawing form.

TC- This is... peculiar. <He holds the heart for Demon Child's inspection>

DC- What is it?

TC- <Irritated> You'd think with as much experience in altering human anatomy, you'd have learned a thing or two!

DC- I only killed those deserving of death.

TC- And who made you judge, jury, and executioner?

DC- I did. If you have a problem, speak up now.

PC99- Boys!

They turned to see the horrified look on her face. The creature was standing on the opposite side of the table. The gaping hole in its chest continually squirted blood onto the floor.

DC- Ok. You got enough tissue there, Tim?

Tim-and-Carl looked at the heart in his hand and just nodded slowly. Demon Child didn't need another invitation. He bolted across the table with incredible speed, unsheathed Masumune, and cut right through air. The creature had leapt onto the sealing and was hanging from its feet and hands.

It was then the three Demon Knights in the room observed the change in their captive. His flesh began to rapidly disintergrate and become disgusting slime. It became a stain on the ceiling that pulsating and breathed vile odors into the tiny room. As quickly as it turned to liquid, it solidified. A crysallis of some kind hung from the ceiling above Demon Child. Motion ceased for one minute... then two... then three.

Demon Child- Odd.

Tim-and-Carl- <Half saying and half asking> Like a catepillar...

Demon Child- Yeah, but I'm not waiting for that butterfly to come out and bite us in the ass. <He swung Masumune and sliced open the crysallis. Dozens of white worms resembling huge maggots fell to the floor. They writhed at DC's feet.>

Suddenly, they began to crawl rapidly towards the demon. Before he could react, they attempted to bore into the flesh of his ankle, but the rock hard skin stopped them. He stepped furiously on them, leaving several puddles of green slime on the floor.

PC99- Demon Ch-

Demon Child- <Calm, but extremely urgent> Call the others...

Tim swallowed hard and went for the telephone in the other room.

Demon Child- PC...

She gently wrapped her arms around his neck as his brow fell heavily below his horns.

[Demon_Child]

The "Worms" are back, yay. :)

[Dark_Soul74]

Woot.
Now, enter Zykuzal...

[Carnage]

Chapter 3

The eldery waitress at the diner slowly calculated the three Demon Knights' check. They sat anxiously in their booth. Four staring eyes observed Shawn as he talked on his phone.

Shawn- <Showing concern> I hear you, Tim. I hear you. We're on our way.

TC- <Miles and miles away> Hurry. <He hung up, leaving Shawn to fold up his phone and put it back in his pocket>

Shawn took two long sips of his coffee before Shankz nudged him with his elbow.

Shankz- <Anxious> Well?

Shawn- <Swallowing> Well what?

Shankz smacked him in the back of the head.

Shawn- Hey!

Carny- Who was it!?

Patrons in the diner began to look up from the late night meals.

Shawn- Ohhh. It was Tim-and-Carl. Appearantly he, along with DCand PC, where nearly killed by a pet project they brought home. He wouldn't tell me what it was, but he made sure I knew it was gory.

Carny- Then what are we waiting for?

He leapt from his seat and practically grabbed the check from the old waitress. She was startled, but when she saw Carny sorting through his wallet for the bill, she waited patiently until he paid up.

Carny- <Shuffling his cloak and waiting for the other two to get their things and exit the booth> Next time you're paying, Shankz.

Shankz- Of course. <He stood up with his sheathed sword shaking beneath his cloak>

Shawn put his arms through his backpack and stood up as well. The three friends in black cloaks headed towards the exit when a sudden motion from Carny startled both Shankz and Shawn. He grabbed them around both around the shoulders and pulled them to the ground with him as a hail of gunfire flew through the air where they stood milliseconds before.

In short time, the three where rolling under tables on opposite sides of the aisle. Other patrons were screaming in fear or pain as stray bullets flew everywhere. At last, the gunfire stopped and Shankz peeked his head out from beneath a table. Shawn poked his head up from behind him.

Shawn- <Whispering> What is it? Can you see?

Shankz- Yes. I can see.

Shankz glared down the diner at the newest patron. Standing six foot and wielding dual AK-47's, their would-be assassin was one ugly bastard. His black shades rustled on his pale face as his long canines poked out from a cruel smile. He discarded the weapons to the floor and reached to his left, reaching under a gray cloak.

It was then Carny made his move.

The table to the left of Shankz and Shawn exploded into pieces as their fellow Demon Knight flew from the debris of wood and metal. His cloak was discarded onto the ground, having lost its ability to hide his form. Red and black threads poured from the skin of his chest, flowing around his head, arms, and legs. His right arm became a bizarre hammer, covered in spines, like a meat tenderizer from hell. His left hand had grown the length of his arm and had become a massive claw with blade tipped nails.

He had become a killing machine of blood and mayhem. Carnage.

The writhing symbiote of a Demon Knight resolved to butcher his opponent, but was suddenly surprised to find himself suspended in mid air inches from his prey.

Carnage- What the?

The gray cloaked man flicked his wrist and Carnage flew backwards, through a window, and out of the diner.

Shankz had tipped the table he was hiding under with Shawn and was now using it as a shield.

Shankz- Well. Well. Well. A telepathic vampire?

What patrons let alive in the bar let out gasps of fear as the vampire in the gray cloak laughed at him and slid the table to the right with ease, revealing the Demon Knights. They jumped to their feet in fighting stances. Shankz wielded his sword while Shawn had retrieved a magnum from his backpack.

Vampire- Why, haven't I been rude? I haven't introduced myself. <He tore open his cloak and revealed a tatoo on his chest. It was five triangles within each other with two jagged slashes forming parallel lines.> Surely you remember your old chum, Scauthra?

Shankz- You snake...

Scrauthra just laughed at him and unsheathed his own daggers. They glowed with a venomous light. He began to walk down the aisle when a hole exploded in his right shoulder. The two vampires looked at Shawn, who held the magnum with the smoking barrel.

Scauthra- That was wasteful. You should know bullets have no effect on me.

Shawn- What if they've been dipped in holy water?

Scauthra looked again to his shoulder to see the lines of smoke burning from his wound. He screeched as if splashed with acid. Shankz took advantage of the moment to charge him. Using the crisscrossed daggers to block the sword, Scauthra spat in Shankz face and laughed hysterically at his insult.

Scauthra- I'm going to enjoy killing you, Shankz. It's going to be so sweet. <He kicked the Demon Knight in the stomach and leapt over him to charge Shawn>

The other Demon Knight was ready. He shot at Scauthra's foot, causing the vampire to lose his balance and collapse onto a table. The cowering patrons beneath it finally ran, along with the others left in the diner. All dignity left Scauthra as he screamed and began slashing at air with his daggers. As Shawn's gun shook in his hand, one of the daggers struck it from his grip. Scauthra prepared to slash his arm, but Shankz was already on him, driving his sword through his back and out of his stomach. Agitated, the stronger vampire backhanded Shankz and sent him flying down the aisle. Shawn reached desperately into his backpack as Scauthra, with the sword still in his back, kicked him in the shoulder and sent him sprawling. The vampire fell to the ground and raised his daggers in a war cry. It was then a gunshout blew a large part of his neck away. With what muscle still functioned, he turned to see the diner's old waitress cock her shotgun and take aim. With a mental uppercut, the woman hit the ceiling with incredible speed, breaking her neck.

Shankz- Damn you, Scauthra!!!

Shankz flew at the vampire and began pummeling his head, trying to separate the head from the body. Laughter, which sounded akin to gurgling, escaped Scauthra's severed throat as he lifted Shankz with his mind and began to crush him. It was then Carnage flew back into the diner and, without hesitation, hammered Scauthra's skull into mush. Shawn then thrust an ignited stick of dynamite into the quivering vampire and ran. Shankz pulled his sword from Scauthra and got to his feet in time to see Carnage chase after Shawn for the exit. Shankz took a moment to spit on the agonizing ghoul before him and dove through a window as the stick exploded, blowing the diner to pieces.

The three Demon Knights were soon on their feet and headed towards the urban home of Demon Child, Protosschick99, and Tim-and-Carl.

Traken suggested more depth to the end. Do enjoy this brief addition. ^^

Carny- The diner...

Shawn- IT ESPLODED!

Shankz- Very good, Shawn. Have a biscuit.

Shawn- I EARNED IT!

[Dark_Soul74]

Hooray for exploding vampires! I want one for all my parties!

[Traken]

Traken suggested more depth to the end. Do enjoy this brief addition. ^^

Carny- The diner...

Shawn- IT ESPLODED!

Shankz- Very good, Shawn. Have a biscuit.

Shawn- I EARNED IT!

W00t. Just like Shakespeare. ^_^

[Demon_Child]

Damn and I was intending on using Scauthra as Shankz's son in A New Beginning. :/

[Duddits]

OMG, that's a big ass woot! Duddits expecially loves the mental uppercut part.

[Duddits]

Hate to double post, but this thread was near the bottem of Duddits' page. Was wondering, when we gonna see what importants the exploding vampire plays (though not him specufcally, or at least Duddits doesn't think). *waits for Chapter 4*

[Carnage]

Chapter 4

1

Demon Child sat in his meditation room of the small apartment him and PC shared. Being his second in command, PC was the Demon Knight needed most in terms of location to the demon commander. He sat in the bare room with only the moonlight pouring through the window. DC's consciousness stretched its muscles as he lowered his heartbeat and narrowed his breathing. He was near flat lining when the feelings came upon him once again.

Demon Child was away from himself. He was far, far away from himself. In was experiencing memories, but they felt like the first time. On the surface of an ancient mountain. His spirit rippled vibrations of energy that only ghosts of the past could feel. He crossed a bridge made of natural ice. The black sky above offered no warmth from the sun. Sub zero winds didn't bother the demon in the least as he entered a cave in solid rock carved by inhuman hands. Inside waited a dark figure huddled over a fire. His reptilian eyes darted towards the entering demon and a hiss of recognition escaped his scaled throat.

"You... came back?"

Demon Child flinched in his meditation.

"Yes..."
"Why do you go to them, Michael?"

The sleeping Demon Child's hands reached for an invisible sword.

"Don't ever call me by that name again."
"Why? Does it disturb you?"

The reptilian thing slammed Demon Child to the floor of the cave. Trembling, the demon looked into his eyes. They were endless pits of hatred and loathing... worse than even the morning star's.

"I asked you a question, Michael. Why do you go to them?"

Demon Child breathed heavily in his meditation.

"I-I can't just let them die in this cold... p-please don't stop me."

"Who was it, Michael, who found you after the expulsion from... up high?"

"Y-y-you did..."

"Who cared for your battle wounds?"

"You did."

"Who did you promise... VOW... to serve as long as this one is on this planet?"

"You."

"Very good."

The creature released his grip on Demon Child and returned toward the fire.

"You'll be pleased, Michael, to know I will soon be leaving this forsaken planet. You'll be left to watch these fools die. Come the great warming... my kind will return."

Demon Child raised his sword and struck, severing the creature's head. It hissed at him from the ground.

"What are you doing, fool?! You cannot kill me!"

"No, but I can banish you."

"Lies!"

"With the last remnants of what holy magicks flow through my veins, I banish you, bottom feeder."

"You will regret this mistake! In time... my kind will descend upon this planet once more! Your precious, savage homo sapiens will be nothing but a feast!"

"Begone!"

With intense agony on Demon Child's part, the holy light left his body and covered the beast. He vanished in the blink of an eye to some far off corner of the universe.

Demon Child awoke from his meditation.

He entered the living room of the apartment and saw all the Demon Knights were rallied. Garth and Redsoldier shared a couch. Carnage and Protosschick99 stood on opposite sides of the room. Tim was sitting at the table playing cards with Shawn and Shankz. Reaching, with great effort, for the words to say, Demon Child began.

[Duddits]

AH!! Right whhen DC goes into a speech.

[Demon_Child]

Speech, Duddits. Speech.:p

[Duddits]

It sounded like peach... so.. ya' know.. 8-/

[Battlecruiser]

Demon Child began to drive his sword into the creature's chest when another cloaked figure appeared at his side.

I thought DC was a female. Did you make her a male in the story?

[Demon_Child]

DC's character in the Demon Knight stories is basically male.

[Duddits]

And the first DKS was written before DC announched she was a woman, I hear.

[Protosschick99]

Exactly :p

Man Carny homie! This is awesome!! I love it! :D

Yeah go DC and PC! We rock as commanders :) lolz