The smug look return to the Nightmare king face as the captain revealed he didn't know much of this place, but as he ask his question Malice rises a figure to make some snappy Urufu comeback but as the mines went off behind him with its dazzling explosion Malice realized the problem in that question and just like the fire burning down his Fortress reality hit the Nightmare king... he had nothing...

The finger Malice was holding up slowly went down, he put his hands in his pockets again and began to walk, all the while mumbling some not so nice things, he needed to plot, he needed to take back what was his

Boreas followed Malice for a time, letting the both of them be silent. All that could be heard was their footsteps and the softening sound of flames behind them. He didn't wait too long before speaking up again. "If you'll hear me out, I have a suggestion."

The red king eye drifted up in the moment Glory receives the call as if he knows, but then his eye went back down as she try to explain "... I...I see...." he wasn't sure how time really worked, a long time seem to mean it was slow and he knew this but it also felt like time was something that was moving quickly... what even was time?... and with that though he wondered did anyone know who he was? Did he even have a home anymore? What even was home?... he knew he had one, he long for it but /what/ was it?

And just then It was like Glory read his mind, he stared at her with awe and longing, for a moment he had a friend, did he have other friends? But he did not remember them, surly he had friends? Even if he did he would not remember and he knew this " ....you will remember me?.... even if I forget you?.... I.. " he felt something, it was that emotion again, he wanted to be happy and thankful, he had a friend who wanted to know him even though he didn't know himself but was that right? Would it be fair to her ". I... I would not be a very good friend....I can not return anything that you have done for me...." the red king shifted in the bed, he wasn't comfortable "... I am sorry.... help your friend... I can not be helped "

Morning Glory smiles faintly despite the Red King's last comments. "... How do you know?" she asks, already knowing he won't have an answer, but then she also adds, "It doesn't matter to me if you can do anything in return or not, a friend is something more than just someone you do things for. I know you think that you're the demon, or you're evil, but I can tell very easily that you're not. If you were, you wouldn't be so thoughtful and so considerate about everyone else, you would want to kill us, hurt us, or do awful things to my friend Crimson. If you couldn't, you'd probably just try to say mean things to upset me... But you haven't done any of those." She puts her paws together in front of her as she looks up at the Red King, and continues, "Sir, I know you've forgotten a lot... but please, trust me when I say I know this. You've proven yourself very much to me already, and that's where I know, even if you do forget me and everything we've talked about, I know you'll do anything you can to help my friend, to help any of my friends. You're already eating food to try and help him, right? I may not know who you are, but I know for sure that you're a very nice, a very good person. So have some faith... I believe there's something we could do for you, we would just have to figure out what and how."

/Uh... You're welcome!// Fiona replied, not completely knowing what Catch is thanking her for, but glad she could help.
Then she let out a mental gasp, //Oh no! Don't think about the stupid--that's very stupid and he's stupid and dumb too--I won't talk about that anymore...!!
'Cause you're gonna get a good sleep, we can all try and get the best sleep so things'll get better.//

Then Fiona paused, hearing Weaver's question, //It's bright in here.// The Elemental blinked, //And it smells like soup... And I think there's fruit somewhere too--it's a nice smell.
...Wait... Smell isn't weather...
The weather is nice in here.//

" thanks " Catch replied with a muffled voice. " Cat, you do know you can talk with Fiona to " Anna commented, she was trying to keep both boys awake and Catch was going down fast.

" oh yeahhhhh " he mumbled and Then reached up to his brother head " Foona? Foona can you hear me? It's Catch "

Anna face Palms

Weaver slowly blinks when Catch grabs his head and starts trying to talk to Fiona. "... No... Dude, Catch, it's telepathy, you gotta speak to her with your mind... Didn't we talk about this earlier...?"

It then takes him another moment to get back to Fiona. //Hey, I'm glad the weather's nice... Catch might be about to say hi too.//

//I thought he already...// Fiona made an excited face when she realized what Weaver meant about Catch. //Oh! I get it! I haven't talked with him since... Earlier!//
Then she paused, thinking more about how things were at this place where she was... That she didn't know the name of.
//But this place here... It's a good place--the people here are good at helping, and you can figure lots of things out...// She stopped again, suddenly remembering something, //...And... When you come in... There's cats.//

" ... oh yeahhhhh... I forgot about that..." Catch mumbled sleepy, he still has his face in his brother back and now he takes his hands and puts his fingers on temples of his own head and focus// ...were cats?...// Catch only got thr tail end of the chat but he in it now for better or worse...

//There's cats?// Weaver repeats, and keeps rambling, //What about dogs? Do they have dogs?//

//There'rer cats at the place where I am and you're about to get to!// Fiona repeated to Catch.
//...I dunno if they have dogs... I wanna see 'em if they do--but I wanna see you guys, first.
...I should go out so I can meet you when you get heere...//

// I like this place... you know it's a good place if it has pets...yeah // Catch brambles //hay... if, if they don't have dogs Weaver, me and, and Foona can go find moooore doggy... Foona when we're not tired we, we should find doggy //

Anna had been keeping the Vanguard informed on were they needed to go and any helpful information about what was going on with the key hunters and in return she was getting information from them as well

//That's ok if there's no dogs though, I just wanna go to bed...// Weaver mumbles telepathically. //.................... Wait... you guys found dogs...?//

/Yeah, it is a good place...!// Fiona agreed with Catch.
//...Oh yeah, we /did/ find doggies...! We should all go find doggies together after you go to bed... Weaver, we found 'em n' let 'em outta jail last night, because they were good doggies.//

// Yeahhhhh... there were lots of dogs...!.... its, it's like what Foona said, they were in doggy jail so we got them out....// Catch blink a few times, his mind was in a sleepy fog but it still was different then when he in his dark form at night and something seem off about the event but he was to tired to care

//So you guys found those dogs...!// Weaver mumbles telepathically, //I saw the dogs in the palace, they were cool... I wanted to get one for... Uhhh... Crimson... but I think I gave it to you, right Catch...? ... I hope the dogs are alright...//

//... Wait... The dogs were in jail......?//

The red king said nothing in return, there wasn't any point to, she seem firm in her belief and knew what he was thinking, that he was evil and wanted to hurt people... but still she was trying to help him...she kept saying he was a good and nice person but he didn't even know who he was...sure, he never thought about it that way before, he was helping her friend by eating, it didn't occur to him that what he was doing, he was just doing the only thing he knew but doubts claws grip his mind, wasn't he evil for existing?....

The red king keep his gaze downward, he didn't know what to believe, he didn't know what faith was....all he said was " ...I'm sorry...."

Filled with nothing but pity for this stranger, Morning Glory can't help but fly over and give his cheek a big hug. "You don't have to apologize. We'll figure things out," she tells him, purring quietly.

The red king didn't have time to react to the tiny Bellezza or he might have leaned back but before he knew it she was now attached to his face.... what was she doing? She did this before but lower, why is she doing this? She did not seem mad, she seem sad... just like the other woman...why does he make everyone sad when they tell him he not evil?... he didn't understand and yet he didn't want her to stop, so he said nothing.

After a moment, Morning Glory stops hugging him and flies back over to the bowl of soup, picking up the spoon again. "... How do you feel, sir? Has anything changed with how your body feels?"

The red king was lost in this thoughts and emotions that it took him a moment to realize what the tiny Bellezza ask him, he looked at her and then had to think on how the body was feeling it was then that his stomach answered with a loud growl, his eye immediately went down to look at were the sound was coming from "... I... I think?... " was there something else inside the boys body? He did not feel as the time he throwed up but Something seem to be moving inside him and it was making noises " ... I do not know.... something is moving inside that was not before "

"I believe that is his stomach... getting to work on digesting those crackers and soup," Morning Glory explains, giving him a faint smile, "It sounds like it's still a bit hungry though. Do you feel up to having more soup?"

"... it is his stomach?... and it is still hungry?..." the red king repeated looking down at himself, it was but others experience he was not familiar with, he then looked back to the tiny Bellezza he liked the taste of soup even though he didn't know how to express that "... yes... I believe I am still able to partake with the soup please..."

With that being said, Glory nods and feeds him soup.

The red king did like he had been told before and drank the soup.

And Glory feeds him soup.

And the red king drank the soup

And Glory feeds him soup, this time getting a noodle on the spoon too. (She warns him there's something to chew this time).

The red king noticed something was different when the spoon was coming towards his mouth it look similar to a worm or a small veins that he seen in the real world... he was about to ask a question but the tiny Bellezza already knew what he was going to ask so he just nodded, whatever a noodle was he had to chew it and he did just that...

Yet again a new tastes filled his sense, he was not expecting the noodle and broth flavors to mixed as he chew so he chew very slowly taking in the experience, ones he swallowed the red king opened his mouth again for more

And she fed him soup.

And he swallow the soup

And she fed him soup with NOODLES.

And he chew the noodles and then swallow

Malice continue to shuffle on his way, he had made himself glow with his fire just a little to give Boreas some light to follow.

Malice mind had been swimming with plots, he wanted to live, to regain his power and Authority but as he thought up ideas they keep collapsing upon themselves, Soledormir held to many of the cards...

The Nightmare king pause // and what would you know old man?// but at this point he didn't have much to lose, even though he didn't trust a shadow hunters to actually help him, he believed everything was a trick but information was it's own force of power so it might be something worth hearing out even if the chance the info would be worthless " go on..."

Since Malice was giving off some light, Boreas didn't need to turn on his makeshift flashlight... Not that he even wanted to in the first place--now that they were on the move, he was going to be extra cautious.

Much like he was going to be extra cautious in what he said next.
"I'm sure survival is your greatest concern." He started very matter of factly, "Especially now, with your new situation.
Have you considered how much you're going to work with us?"

" tck " Malice started walking again, he really didn't care for this topic but it was the most pressing one and it was painful obvious but the question the captain presented seem more like an settle invitation or perhaps a threat... " survival is my only concern.... weather aiding the key hunters will extend my life?... I doubt it... I am a creature of evil... if the key hunters do win against Soledormir, which I doubt but let's just say /if /" he makes the bunny fingers when saying 'if' to make it even more to the point " they some how do it, what place do I have in a world like that?...as a captain you know already, so I'm not going to pretend you have my best interests in mind... the only thing that keeping you from killing me is if you do Dreameater would become the new king and then Soledormir would be able to do as he please without the limits his deal with Faithful has..." he knew it wasn't just this world without Soledormir would kill him but it be free from the Nightmare curse... Weaver was proof that if the key hunters keep going as they were they would eventually stumble across the truth... there would be no need for a king because there would be no more Nightmares... " but as it stands, my master usefulness for me has come to its end... a new king has been chosen and I am the only thing keeping that from happening... ether way I am going to die " Malice tips his head up, never in his existence did he face, with Soledormir there was no hope for survival with either options " now the real question is, who do I hate more? The world or my master? "

Boreas walked with Malice for a while, needing time to think. There were some questions Malice brought up that he was getting the feeling he couldn't answer. As a Nightmare, it seemed he was made to think a certain way... Trying to convince him of possibilities other than the evil he was created for was not going to get them anywhere at that point. He just needed to get them off of that subject.

With that in mind, there were two other things that caught his attention, "Although the 'king issue' is of great concern to me..." He could've done a bunny ear-quotation mark gesture himself, but decided against it for the time being, "It's not the only reason I'm not attempting to kill you.
...I've been told that there's more to Nightmares. You know me--I've never been one to let a dark creature live... But after all this time, no one has ever come to any solutions other than that--particularly with Nightmares. It took three years of absence to land me on a path like this.
I've already seen far more than any Shadow Hunter has ever been allowed to see." The Captain paused.
"I'm not finished yet. I want to understand everything I can before making any assumptions as to what to do.
Even if that may entail going against /my/ interests."

Malice continue to walk but he did make a brief pause when Boreas added more detail on why he hadn't killed him yet, because it was true, Boreas was a captain for a reason and his track record back up his claim ".... interesting..." the Nightmare king thinks outloud and then continues to walk/ hobble on his way " someone told you there more to a Nightmare?... I'm curious who this may be to change your mind on us... it wouldn't be just any sputtering madness that get you to reconsider.... " Malice assumed Boreas wouldn't tell him who it was if he asked so he was playing a game with him, one he already knows Boreas would know that he playing so he had to pick what he said carefully...." so your still under investigation on this person claims... " the nightmare King's mind was hard at work scheming this hesitation in Boreas left an opportunity, perhaps he could trick him, that Malice was indeed different, he played a hero before, he knows all the lines of what a nice person says and does, if it meant surviving Malice would do it... but as he cut his eyes toward the Captain the Nightmare king also knew it wouldn't be that easy, at one time yes but Boreas knew what he was now and the game had gotten a lot more harder... Malice needed more information about how he needed to act in order to survive " I am curious, did this person say what more there could be to us? "

"Vague hints--but with you and Dreameater as my examples, it's starting to add up. The Dreamers aren't dead. You're programmed to be a certain way..." Boreas answered, slowing his pace when Malice stopped. He had a feeling the Nightmare King was working in that certain way he had referred to... But the Captain wasn't about to stop his balancing act--be truthful, but not foolish. "I didn't get her name, but I called her 'Lady Intruspective.' She spoke to me during those three years I was trapped here."

" hum" Malice granted, there was no need to argue or try to lie about that, besides he didn't see why he need to the fact that the Dreamers were still alive and Nightmares were programmed didn't change anything. " Lady Introspective?..tsk... you and your nicknames " but any clue was better then nothing " she never revealed herself? She was just a voice?" He asked trying to get as much from captain as he could.

Up ahead A small glimmer of light could be seen...

(I think these two never got posted, oops...)

After watching Sparky leave, Fiona sat there for a couple of seconds...
And then let herself flop back into bed. She let out a big breath--she yet again hadn't noticed how tired she was until after the fact. //...I... I told Glory I'd try and get some sleep. She'll... She'll let me know when Weaver n' Catch can talk...
She... She's sick too. She needs rest, too...
...Like I need sleep... I'm gonna sleep the best sleep I can... Sleep.//

Dr.Kwanzo wasn't far away like he said he be, he came over and told the two ghosts that he had prepared a place for them were they both could get some help, exactly for Terra.

Dr.Kwanzo lead the way to the room meant for Terra and Sparky

(These were posts that should've been posted a long time ago.... It's probably awkward to see, but hey, just pretend this happened before Fiona started talking with Catch and Weaver ;'D )

Fiona inhaled loudly--but not mentally, //I hope they're ok, too!! They should all be at the palace--n' Crimson needs to get a doggie! He needs to be able to pet one... Maybe that'd help him get better.//

She paused, having to remember what Weaver said last, //...Oh yeah, they were in doggie jail. They were good doggies, though--we checked.//

//... huh?... // Catch was trying to remember what had happened that night and even what morning// ... wait, what?... wait... Crimmbon not at the Palace is he? I thought he was out here?... yeah //

Boreas glanced to the light at the end of the tunnel. "I was only a core at the time, so yes, she was just a voice. I would hear her singing often.
...Does that mean anything to you?" He raised an eyebrow, making no further comments about his pun-nickname.

Malice stopped, he stare down the tunnel, he since the life aura of humans up ahead, the Nightmare king cut his eyes to the captain, he was starving and was debating on hunting these people, but would Boreas try to stop him? It not like the captain would kill him, he was confident that he wouldn't but could Boreas stop him?... he wanted to test the captain or more he wanted to fill in powered, Malice wanted to do what he delighted in, to have someone watch helplessly as he killed someone...but could he get anyway with it?

After weighing what would likely would be the best outcome " it would be best to chose a other path " the Nightmare king turned down a different, he then went back to the previous topic "Hmm" Malice had his suspension on who Boreas was speaking, someone who seemed to know about Nightmares, this person was a woman, a woman who sings..." it just might... if this woman is the same as what she might be... I have other question, did she ever cut contact with you?"

Weaver barely shakes his head. //No, no, he's not at the palace, he's in the... the place we're going to...// he corrects his brother, //The place with the cats.//

He tenses up when there's a sudden change in the air, a sudden change that stings his face. "Wh-what's...?" he gasps, lifting his head up to try and see what's happening. Ahead he sees a beautiful, magical park that looks nothing like the human world they've been in...

"We've made it to the Paradise Recycling Center," Weaver hears one of the Vanguard say, and then if they say anything more, he doesn't hear it as he replays that a couple times in his head. He tries to lean back a little and look over his shoulder... kind of, and he says with a somewhat pained, tired, yet still big grin on his face, "Catch... We made it...! We've made it!" He then tells Fiona through telepathy, //Foona, we're here! We just got here! WE'RE HERE!!//

//Yeah, he's at this place.// Fiona added, //You guys can see him when you get here.//

...Then after a moment of quiet, she heard Weaver start to shout. //You're here...? Wait--you're here!?! You're heeere!!// She threw one arm up, as her other was stuck to an IV.
//You made it! Now you can sleeeeeep and get better!!//

...The Elemental also started to flounder around in bed like she wanted to get up--a part of her wanted to go see Catch and Weaver now that they were here. "They're here! My friends made it here!" She said to the nurses.

And she fed him soup.

However, after this spoonful, she sets the spoon down. She can tell that Weaver, Catch, and Anna have made it to the recycling center (not only by sensing them, but also Weaver declaring it loudly in the call), and she really wants to go out to meet them, to check up on Weaver... At the same time, she doesn't want to abandon this mysterious man either. "... How are you feeling, sir?" she sweetly asks, "Any changes yet?"

// oh ok...// was all that his brother and Fiona replied on Crimsons.
He to felt something different in the air, it was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a very long time, an air of peace. Catch looked up before his brother even started to move, he looked around as if trying to find were this presence was coming from " were here?..." he then felt a little more life come back into him with his brother excited words "Yeah! we made it...! " he made a tired fist in the air

When Malice stopped and suggested that they change direction, Boreas could only theorize the reasoning why. Obviously it had to be something important to his survival for him to switch the direction of his own escape route. For now--as much as it felt wrong being left in the dark with the King of Nightmares--he didn't question it.
Instead, he continued the conversation, "She did. There was a time her intrusions stopped completely. I had a lot of time to think to myself..." He couldn't bring an exact measurement of how much time to the table, as his three years out of commission had blurred together quite severely. His time with Lady Intruspective was what he remembered most.

"We're here! We made it!" Weaver declares again, though he ends up leaning forward a bit again. He doesn't have the strength for a fist pump right now. "We made it...! Hey, lady... Normally I'd say that I could hop off and walk the rest of the way... but honestly... I don't think I can walk. I don't even know if I can stand up for long... You don't mind taking me and Catch in the rest of the way, do you...?"

Despite her attempt, the nurses in the room with Fiona reminded her of what she'd been told by /literally everyone/ already.
'You need rest.'

Even Fiona herself agreed with this, so she slowly stopped her efforts in getting up--she had already managed to get one leg off the side of the bed.
With a bit of effort, she promptly reassembled herself on the bed, then sent the mental message, //aaaaAAA, I can't come meet you guys at the door!
But you can get help now...! So Weaver, Catch, you guys get good rest! I gotta... Get some of that, too...! I'll see you... Laterr...// She started getting sleepier as she returned her head to her pillow.

Malice place a hand to his chin as he shifted through the evidence and speculations in his head, there was way to many unknowns to this but it did get him wondering on one person, his mother...

".... interesting... I had my suspicions but it may be nothing more then coincidence..."Now the question was, how does he go about verifying his suspension, as the Nightmare king was right now he was trapped not only in this world but his make shift barrier that help hid his presence, there was no way for him to leave this place and him living very long and whoever he send to check in his Stead would die as well... he thought a not so nice thing before thinking// of all the times you had to be captured Omen... you stupid fool, I could have used used you...// he rubbed between his eyebrows " no matter, this has brought to my attention a complication.... "

The red king finished the spoonful he was give, after swallowing he thought about her question and what he learned about it, he didn't feel like throwing up so that was good but he did begin to feel different as well but he wasn't sure how to explain it ".. I do believe something is changing, I am not sure... it is not that same feeling as before were the darkness spewed from the mouth... so I do not believe it Is something evil... though I do not know enough to make that assumption as well..." the red king then tips his head down "...I..I...did not mean to pry.....but I could tell ... those who you been speaking to are hear are they not?... " he glace with hid eye to the tiny Bellezza with an understanding look in them "..I.. I will be fine... "

The Vanguard didn't mind, it was pretty obvious that ether of the boys wouldn't be able to get far on their own anyway. " I will take you were you need to go" she replied.
" whoooo...!" Catch replied putting his forehead back getting his brother back and them he replied // Foona....Foona, did you hear that? Were coming Foona//

Thankfully Anna and the other Vanguard was doing all the talking in figuring out were they needed to go and who to talk to.

Morning Glory listens intently to what the Red King describes, though she's rather surprised that he somehow was able to know, well, almost everything. "O-oh..." she mutters at first, but she smiles faintly at him and says, "Yes, some dear friends of mine just made it here, and I'd like to see them, especially Weaver..." She goes quiet for a moment, thinking, before she then says, "... Dreamweaver... He's my Dreamer, my partner, and it's my duty to look after him, but... Well, he's a lot like you, in some ways..." She stops herself as she has to wonder; with how little this man knows, would this person even know what a Nightmare is? She decides to try and keep it simple, as much as she can. "There's a terrible curse on him, an evil, evil curse that ate away his heart and turned him into a monster... His soul is still in there though, and he's fighting the curse as hard as he can, but with him being in a holy place like this, I'm concerned about him--his whole body is filled with evil, so I... Well... I'm worried if this place will hurt him, or even kill him, just because of his body being so corrupted..."

Boreas had his own thoughts as to who this mystery woman may have been--especially after hearing Malice drunk, then Dreameater and Waker's discussion the next day. He doubted there would be many coincidental individuals who would have that kind of information, not when this truth has been so vehemently hidden away from those desperate to find it for centuries. "...I wondered if she had to do with this 'mother' you've mentioned a few times before."

However, he raised an eyebrow at Malice's statement, "...Gonna have to be a little more specific than that. There's a storm load of those."

Weaver stays quiet now, only breathing out a quiet hiss. He can feel it too, the air of peace and safety that's all around them now, he can feel it in his very soul and it brings him so much relief, but much like Glory is concerned, his body is not reacting well. "Sss... Is it just me or... D-did it just get hot in here...?" he mumbles under his breath, though he already knows why... For the most part, he keeps his head down, only happening to glance up once at the statues of the four angels and the moons as they pass by. //... Silver Moons... Please... I just want to rest... I just want to sleep, even for a little while...// he begs.

The red king didn't understand the Bond between Dreamers and Fairfins, he didn't even understand what a Fairfin was or their purpose, to him she was a Bellezza so he took it as who this Weaver was like she said, a dear friend but as the tiny Bellezza go into detail about her friend he began to worry about him... "... your..your friend is a Bad Dream?..." his voice was laced with fear, but as she gets to the end of her worrisome explanation the red king wasn't sure what to think, he wasn't sure how to answer, he knew this place evil could not dwell here and yet himself seem to be fine... but then the tiny Bellezza said he was not evil but he wasn't sure on that...."... I... I am not sure..... if you're friend is still fighting then he will need your help...but... please be careful... "

A sleepy smile came to Fiona's face, //I heard t hat you're here, yeah...! Everybody's... Gonna be here...! N' we can... Talk later...
Catch... Catch, don't forget that we need to find more doggies... And... Do you... Remember the mashed popatoes...? You can summon... Taters.//

Glory isn't even sure what a "Bad Dream" would be, it could be anything for all she knows, but for now she assumes it's just some kind of a name for, obviously, "bad Dreamers." "It's a very complicated situation, like I said, you remind me a lot of him. Weaver's never wanted to be evil, but he's being forced to, against his will," Morning Glory says, but she nods her head and tries to reassure the Red King, saying, "I'll be careful, please try not to worry too much about me. Maybe if Weaver will be ok and he can get some help, I can come back and check up on you again? From what it sounds like, I think you're getting full, so hopefully you'll be feeling better, too."

Malice rises an eyebrow when Boreas press for more information, normally he would not divulge this kind of information but given the circumstance the king of Nightmares didn't have very many options at his disposal and with Malice previous slipping up Boreas already knew he had a mother "... very well, I'll enlighten you on the subject... " Malice said in an almost growl to his voice, he really did not want to go into detail, in his mind, the more a shadow hunter knew about his mother the greater the risk of something happening to his survival, he wasn't sure what exactly but he knew without his mother what would become of the Nightmares? What would become of him? She was their creator and it was in his head that if she died so would he... so the scheming was how does he go about delivering the information when it was obvious in his mind of the outcome... any experience shadows hunter would know of dark hive species, and that it was believed that Nightmares were such a species, it why hunting Malice the king of Nightmares was such priority, because it was believed if you killed the king you killed them all... however no one knew of the queen... sure if Malice died, was that truly be the end if the mother was still living? Couldn't she just make more?...but if she died, then what? But as it was right now, Soledormir had suggested that Shoji be killed, it wasn't an order to the Nightmare king but there was many who was and they would do it...

-

" Shoji is my mother name and she the youngest child of Soledormir, at least to my knowledge..." he started " she is the one who created me and my functions as the king of Nightmares, everything I am is because she has written it to be, however Soledormir did have his hands in overseeing the curse and contract, as one of the Forsaken Lord's I am bound to him and have been since my existence...." Malice briefly paused with that last bit, the thought would not last long that no matter what Soledormir would know we're he was at and what he was doing at almost all times...and just like that the Nightmare king moved on as if the switch has been flipped to drop that topic " my concern with my mother is, she Is a traitor to her father and there been an ordered for her to be brought in dead or alive..."

Malice glace over to Boreas " and this is were things get complicated...
her last know location is in one of Soledormir strong holds... however only I and one other know of her capture...but with my absence I have no control of what may become of that situation... I can only assume she has not been discovered of yet, for I am still here and unchanged..."

// weeee do need to find those doggy again// Catch replied but he started to feel different and it was making it even harder to focus on his telepathy // that's... that right...! I forgot I cam summom potatoes now...// he started to tape Weaver to tell his brother that he could summon Taters and Foona made mash potatoes or something along those lines but that's when the Dreamer prince could since it wasn't himself not feeling well but his brother " Weeeaver? " The Vanguard made comment how they were getting hot on her back and that when Catch just place his hand there, because of his tolerance to heat he didn't notice at first but now it was more obvious " Weeeaver, I think you sick..." he moved his hand to his brother forehead " you got a fever "

"... I... I see..." the red king mumbled, he didn't really know if what she said was true, maybe about her friend not wanting to be evil but he still didn't know what to believe about himself...
The red king didn't answer at first, he would worry for her until he forget about her...so he didn't want to promise something he knew he would not keep, but it did bring some form of relief that she be careful, Bad Dreamer were evil but something sounded different in what the tiny Bellezza was describing about her friend, it was something that seem so distant like a dream in itself and yet he almost seem like he knew what it was that she had, this thing called 'Hope'....
he was pleased to know that what he was experiencing was likely helping his host but he wasn't sure how to Express that, there was so much he was trying to take in right now and understand but it felt like he was missing big parts of the picture and he knew it, but he didn't want to be a bother and ask more questions when his friend wanted to go so the red king said quietly "...I... I will look forward to your return "

Boreas was once again silent, listening as Malice explained who Shoji was. //...Another child of Soledormir, huh...// This did answer a lot of questions he had... Yet for others, the pieces still didn't fit.
He took mental note of the mentioning of a 'contract.' It fit together with the other evidence he had, but he still needed a lot more information before truly getting a grasp of everything. Malice being bound to Soledormir was yet another question. He did notice how the Forsaken seemed to drop that subject quickly. //Not supposed to go into detail about that, I see.//

Moreover... If Shoji were the one who he'd spoken to... What was her goal in helping him? Just as with his most recent encounters with Nightmares, he'd been wondering about that since the very beginning... Shoji was apparently the 'Nightmare mother,' yet was considered a traitor.
Either way his main goal still stood. What was the best way to deal with this situation? The only way to find out was to dig deeper.

"Hm... This will have to be something we look into further. My previous statement still stands--I want to know her purpose for you." He simply stated, once again trying to give Malice the idea that his first plan for everything wasn't 'death to everything remotely evil' anymore, "And I would wonder how someone who created Nightmares could now be considered a traitor..."

"... It's more than just that... I think you know that..." Weaver mumbles to Catch, then he finally tries to focus enough to get back to Fiona. //Hey... I think I'm gonna have to let you go, it was nice talking to ya, Fiona... You rest well and take it easy, alright...?//

He breathes out a sigh afterwards, squeezes his eyes shut, and then starts to ramble a little bit, "H-hey, lady... I know I'm a Pyro Nightmare and all, but... I'm not doing this... You know, in some movies and shows, how... the heroes could hold up a cross or something... and the monsters start melting, or burning........ I... I hope that doesn't happen..."

That comment obviously must give the Vanguard some more motivation to move a little quicker, as it's very soon after that that a bright light comes to Weaver's sight, and he lifts his head and opens his tired eyes to see what it is. "H-huh...?"

Morning Glory flies up and gives the man one last, big hug on his cheek before she flies away, first to the doctors to make extra sure that they'll be able to take care of anything he might need, and she gives him one last "good-bye" before she flies out of the room to find her partner.

Even with how sleepy she was, Fiona could tell that something was different about both of the boys... Catch being a bit quieter and Weaver's thoughts sounding a little strained.
//Ohkay... Bye Weaver n' Catch! You got just a bit farther to go... You'll... Get good help... Hang in there...!// She tried to give the best encouragement she could at that time, although she was still trying to figure out what was going on.

" I would like to know just what it is that my mother scheming for me as well... as I know I am exactly how she crafted me... by consuming Faolans hearts I gained awareness... however my true purpose was to be a trap for Faithful... as I am Soledormir malice towards him and his kind... I don't not know of this other purpose this woman told you about..." if it was truly his mother then just what was she up to? Was whatever it was in play already or was it something that needed to be done? Malice didn't know but his mind was working as hard as it could in his current condition to figure anything out, to him it could mean the difference between life and death...as the Nightmare king pondered his pace had been getting slower, his injuries were getting the best of him but he wasn't going to stop here to rest, not with the still lingering threats in the area. " as for my mother... she stood with the kings at the final battle against Soledormir... I was not present for the battle..." he wasn't going to go inro details, he was there but was not a Witness to Sol being sealed... " but I'm sure you can see how that could lead to her being wanted for betraying the chaos King... how she came to this conclusion, it entailed my former selfs... Faithful was the master mind behind the making the keys " their was a bit of a growl in Malice tone as he spoke about the Dreamer prince, he hated Faithful, his memories from Faolan was full of bitterness and spite and yet with Faithful heart he had full emotions and with that he felt more then the negative memories of Faolans, there was good memories to and with them emotions that were not natural to a Nightmare...
" and what I know of him he was an accomplished leader... he had a way with people... It's a saying I remember others would compliment him with, that he could see a person heart and somehow call them friends.... " Malice place a hand on the nearby wall, there was a lot taken toll on him but he was a stubborn fool and wasn't going to stop yet... he mumbled something not so nice under his breath and then stood himself back up " these emotions are bothersome... " Malice took his fingers though hid messy hair, maybe he did need a small break? He could play it off by continuing his story? maybe Boreas wouldn't notice? It was dark after all It seem like a feasible plan " ... I have my suspicions that my mother was in contact with Faolans after I came in possession of Faithful body... Faolan had rallied quite the annoying resistance in his brother Stead.... tck... some even called him the 'last great king of Dreams'... but he was nothing but a fool...and he died as one... he was never a king, it doesn't matter... he died for nothing, There both dead, for nothing..." the Nightmare king grunted with bitterness as he try to storm off, he hated both Faithful and Faolan, it was in his nature but with a heart he felt something more with both, he didn't know what it exactly was but he hated them in a different way, it was more towards the choices they made... and yet that hate didn't seem to be for them ether, that he wanted something different for them, this hate was something foreign to a Nightmare, he hated himself...

Catch made a tiny hiss as he could feel the pain his brother was enduring, it helped wake him up a little bit, he lifted his head as he heard Fiona good bye// thanks, Foona... you get some rest to...// he hoped that something could be done for his brother here, as it was it was now it was hurting him... then something clicked in his head, he was exhausted and wasn't even sure if he had the energy to even try this but Catch couldn't just sit there, so he placed both his hands on his brother back and put his forehead back against his brothers back, Catch close his eyes, he couldn't remember the words but he never did know them, they just came naturally, he was mumbling a chant that he used before, one that helped relieved others pain...he didn't know if it work but he was trying anyway.

" o-h boy, there they are... " Death muttered under his breath, it seem like each group was just as much a mess as the last...

The Vanguard and Anna spoke up, they exchange words and explanation with the giant dragons, learning his name and were was their friends.
As Death was answering questions and asking them, his odd eyes keep drifting to the two guys on the back of the Vaseterm, both hade evil within them and yet they were odd from other who were corrupted, he tipped his head and wondered if that was just a normal thing with his group that should up? The guy in the front reeked of corruption, he seen Nightmares before but this this was the first he seen with birds...this Nightmare had a soul...Death stared at him for a good moment, he never seen a Nightmare with a soul before and found that very disturbing, it was like a little light that was forced into a pit of nothingness and he worried for whoever this guy was " I-I thought so... I could see his soul " Death replied to the tiny blue Bellezza after she explained what was up with Weaver " ...i-m sure we could do something to help him but I-I don't know how long he be able to stay... his, his body is almost pure evil...but his soul is good.." he then pointed to were they needed to go.

The red king hesitated, what was good bye? Just like with those before he said nothing but watch as the tiny Bellezza left... this was how it was, everyone disappears at some point...just like his memories...but he wasn't alone in this room, there had been people in the room this whole time so he wasn't going to be alone

"Hm." Was all Boreas said at first, slowing his pace along with Malice.
This was a lot to take in--it seemed ever since he arrived, info had been piling higher and higher... At least he was finding some answers...
For certain, he now knew that Shoji, and the Dreamer princes were all three individuals to be looked into... Though if he could help it, he thought it best to wait until after he was up to speed with the Keyhunters. //Wonder how much of this story anyone else would know.//

He didn't continue his questions for Malice. Not yet. He might have been a little surprised at just how much information Malice gave him, but there were multiple variables that could've influenced that... He had an idea the Nightmare King would be trying to manipulate him--he wasn't like Eater where there was an actual person at play. Simultaneously, Malice was also running on a mentality of 'death' or 'death,' and he had been in a very confused state earlier...
Boreas was going to stay neutral--as much as he could in this circumstance.
Despite it being loony and meaningless to a Nightmare, Boreas still said, "Thank you for informing me." He simply wanted to do it anyways.
"...That aside... How's your condition?" He added... He noticed some of what had been going on, since he'd been using Malice as his light source.

Fiona did one last thing before she let herself pass out again. She opened her squinty eyes at the nurse who had been keeping a close eye on her and said, "...My other friends are here... Take good care of 'em..."
...And then she flopped her face back onto her pillow and was out within a couple of minutes.

Weaver stays mostly quiet, listening to Death, Rihanna, and the Vanguard. He does ease up a little as Catch begins chanting. The pain isn't stinging now like it was at first, but that doesn't change the fact that he's uncomfortably hot. At one point, he takes off his hat and wipes his forehead with his other hand, noticing now how he's sweating a black liquid... "I... I owe you, brother..." he quietly says, putting his hand with his hat over his opposite shoulder, as if to put his hand on Catch's, though there's no physical way he could do that right now. "Y-you're gonna have to let go of me though, so you can get to bed... I don't think Eater will take over me here, though, I can feel it... I'm safe from him here, as long as I'm here..."

Just then, Morning Glory flies over. She would've landed right in front of Weaver on the Vanguard's neck, but she could feel how hot he's getting when she got close to him. "Oh, Weaver, you poor thing..." she says at first glance, seeing the condition her partner's in, but then she adds, looking over at Catch who's slumped against Weaver's back, and then Anna too, "I'm so glad you all made it here safely, though..."

"Cat, you need to let go now, it's ok " Anna try to help convince him.

Catch slowly shook his head 'no' against his brothers back, clung to his brother as he kept repeating the same chant over and over.

The tiger Fairfin flew over to her Fairfin sister and hug her " I'm glad everyone " she remembered that not everyone made it... she wasn't sure when would be a good time to bring up Alex death other than now was not the time...but she said "... most everyone at least..." Anna pulled away from her friend " you ok? How everyone here? " she asked and turned to face the boys, she grimaced at the situation, she understood why her partner didn't want to let go, he had to hold onto Weaver for what she guess to be a few hours to keep Eater back... and now they had made it somewhere safe Catch still wasn't willing to let go but as she heard him mumbling Anna thought it sounded familiar // he doing that silver blood thing again... even in this condition he push himself to these limits for those he loves//

Death got quite when the group started talking to one another, he tapes his pointer claws together shyly, he kept glancing at the Weaver and Catch, he wanted to help Weaver, he could tell he was a good guy, it was already known that this group was here and there condition he really hoped that everyone could get some help...

Death then glace at who was behind Weaver, something wasn't right about Dreamcatcher ether, he looked fine on the outside ( other then being rough up and exhausted) but like the Nightmare there was a darkness inside him and yet it wasn't quite the same as a Nightmare...

Malice rises a hand in an attempt of a half shrug and snorted "... you asked if I had considered how much I was going to work with the key hunters... considered that my answer "
Malice then tipped his head up as he cut his glowing yellow eyes down at the Elemental, he was not going to show weakness or that he was flawed as he replied sternly " I am fine "
* BOOM! * the sound of an explosion ring through the tunnels, Malice stumbled and went down from shockwave of the tunnel trembling.

Boreas still didn't fully believe Malice's answer... But he wouldn't deny that it was helpful to know this information.

He braced himself when the explosion caused a shockwave through the tunnels--but even more than that, the timing of it had been... Well, it was good and bad.
Now he knew the truth behind Malice's condition, but he also knew the truth of how little time they had to escape.
"We need to move." Was all the icy Elemental said, reaching down and grabbing Malice by his shoulder to help pull him up.

Normally the Nightmare king would have shoved the Captain away and snapped at him but not this time, not with Rage now in the area... " I agree " Malice hiss as he gripped Boreas arm and uses the Elemental to get up, it was a bit of a struggle but together he did stand. Malice was staring in the Direction he could since the other Forsaken Lord... there was some distance between them but Rage was moving quickly as he made his own paths to the underground tunnel system. " he has not made it to my lair yet... but it will only be a matter of time..." fear was coursing through him, he needed to survive, he needed to get out of this place or it become his tomb... Malice did not look away from the Forsaken Lord, he tighten his grip he had on Boreas as he said with the most dead serious tone " I can not run like this "

Likewise, Weaver doesn't argue with Catch, and he keeps his hand and hat on his shoulder. In fact, he's rather torn on what to do, think, or feel, part of him is desperate, wanting, needing help, some form of relief, while another part feels the need to try and put on a strong face to keep the mood light and encourage Catch. And then there's Glory too... "H-hey, Glory... Good to see you..." he mumbles back to her, then listens as she explains to Anna.

"I'm alright, I'm still feeling much better compared to before," Glory says as she hugs Anna back and then flies alongside her, "I think most everyone here's alright, Fiona sounds like she's dead tired, and Crimson's technically asleep. I was helping the person in control of him eat soup just before you guys got here, he should be fine though."

Nothing changes with the Dreamer prince.
Though Anna is anxious to see the others, she was relieved that they were here, there was just a presence in this place of safety. So he greatest concern was on the brothers and getting them help. The blue Fairfin turned to the tall dragon that leaning the way and was talking to him about stuff.

With a bit of walking Death and a few others brought the small group to one of the hospitals rooms, seen it was explained about Catch and Weaver's situation and connection the staff thought it best that the brothers to stay together for the time being.

Now the question was getting the boys off the Vaseterm and getting Catch to let go.

The Vanguard slowly lower herself to the ground to make it as convenient as possible but that didn't mean it be easy. Thankfully there was plenty of staff there to help including Death and Penelope

Weaver somewhat instinctively grabs a hold of Catch as he and his brother are carefully lifted off of the Vanguard, and he absolutely needs someone to hold him up because he legs immediately give out. Knowing that Catch won't want to let go of him either, Weaver asks and begs, barely being able to keep his eyes open, "Can... Can anything be done to help me...? I know... A Nightmare shouldn't be here, I understand why it hurts, but I... I just want to sleep, please... If I leave, the Nightmare will take over, and even if I go to sleep out there... I'll have nightmares... I don't want to kill anyone again..."

"Got it." Was all Boreas said, floating up and hooking his arms underneath Malice's. The Captain flew forward, hoisting the Nightmare King up with him. "You'll have to direct me." He quickly stated as they picked up speed through the pitch-black subway tunnel. He wasn't going to hold back on his speed.

Malice let out a painful hiss getting picked up but he wasn't going to verbally protest against it, not right now. Seen it wasn't necessary now The Nightmare king killed the light he had made to save energy " just keep going straight for * he says the distance * then the tunnel will turn to the left " he warned, he would tell the Elemental in advance to any obstacles ahead

The staff already was working on Weaver's requests when he asked it again. This was a complicated situation but not impossible.
" shhh, peace weary souls, rest assured that no evil will come against you in this place, the light of the silver moons shine on you and your brother " Penelope reassures the troubled Dreamer, she waited until they got Weaver over to one of the bed then Bellezza then began to Humm as she swayed herself in a kind of dance, she placed a blessing of peace. " this gift is from the silver moons, rest in peace in their light "

Following after Penelope was other Bellezza, he to placed a blessing of the silver moons on Weaver, one that would grant his body pardon in this place as long as soul was pure and for the silver moons

Weaver coughs a little at first, as he feels his throat getting dry, but as Penelope and the other Bellezza bless him, he feels a wave of peace wash over him, and his temperature cools off. He no longer feels like he's about to catch on fire, and with this, he lets himself go limp entirely, and he breathes out a deep sigh. No more pain, no more suffering, no more needing to push himself to keep struggling... There's finally a moment to rest. "... Thang... You... Moose..." he barely manages to mumble. While he's let go of Catch and his hat, his brother's still holding on to him of course, and he hopes that his emotions will be able to share what he'd like to say.
//You did good. I'm alright now. We made it. We can rest now.//

Morning Glory stays quiet as the Bellezzas sing, hum, and sway, and she can't help but feel some relief as well when she sees the look on Weaver's face afterwards.

Catch did feel a shifted in his brother, at first he didn't let up but as he felt a peace wash over his brother it flowed into him as well, the Dreamer prince chanting slurred as sleep finally over took him and he passed out.

It was now that the staff was able to separate the brothers and put them on their own beds. The staff gently work to make the boys more comfortable, taking off their shoes and getting them ready to be treated for any injuries they had.

Anna breath a sigh of relief, it was finally over and they all could rest easier now " thank you silver moons..." she prayed outloud and then thanked the staff to for what they done

Morning Glory likewise thanks Penelope and the other Bellezza, giving them both big hugs, and then she flies over and gives Rihanna another hug, too. "I'm so glad our boys can get help now, Anna, they've been needing this so bad," she says.

(Uhm, so like, there was something that me and Shadow had to go back and redo, starting from an earlier point with Glory and the Red King, I'll just start reposting this here)

Morning Glory listens intently to what the Red King describes, though she's rather surprised that he somehow was able to know, well, almost everything. "O-oh..." she mutters at first, but she smiles faintly at him and says, "Yes, some dear friends of mine just made it here, and I'd like to see them, especially Weaver..." She goes quiet for a moment, thinking, before she then says, "... Dreamweaver... He's my Dreamer, my partner, and it's my duty to look after him, but... Well, he's a lot like you, in some ways..." She stops herself as she has to wonder; with how little this man knows, would this person even know what a Nightmare is? She decides to try and keep it simple, as much as she can. "There's a terrible curse on him, an evil, evil curse that ate away his heart and turned him into a monster... His soul is still in there though, and he's fighting the curse as hard as he can, but with him being in a holy place like this, I'm concerned about him--his whole body is filled with evil, so I... Well... I'm worried if this place will hurt him, or even kill him, just because of his body being so corrupted..."

The red king didn't understand the Bond between Dreamers and Fairfins, he didn't even understand what a Fairfin was or their purpose, to him she was a Bellezza even with Glory small size but that because he was seeing her with more then Crimsons physical eyes...so he took it as who this Weaver was like she said, a dear friend but as the tiny Bellezza go into detail about her friend, particularly the part about somethings evil that ate his heart and turned him into a monster...

The color drain from the red king as she spoke about her friend, the horror look in his eye said it all, he didn't say anything but he didn't need to his body spoke for him as it trembled....

Something evil ate him.... something evil ate him...someone evil ate him...

"... i-t's h-im....i-t's him..." the red king stuttered

Morning Glory stops when the Red King goes pale, and she looks even more concerned. //Him? Who's he talking about? Did I do it again?// she wonders, hoping he won't have another panic attack, //Should I even press him further on this...?//

"... Who? I... I don't think you know my partner already, do you?" She quietly asks.

It took a moment for the red king to realize she didn't know what he was talking about but then again he didn't know ether... his memories were a mess to say the least, blurred images and emotions, what was even his? What was even real? He didn't even know to question it... " i-t... it him...?..." he repeated, but who was him?...him wasn't her partner was it?..no that wasn't what he was taking about, him was who ate him " h-e, he ate him... " he replied, his mind went back, it didn't seem that long ago or was it forever ago? There he was, he wanted to kill them all, he said they were all going to die... " h-he here... he... he was here...he wanted us to die... he here...he done it... I... I-I do nothing.... it's my fault... I should have s-topped him...I should have....but..but
I...I ate him... now everything going to be monsters....it's my fault...he going to e-at everything..." the red king began to shake and breath quickly with his rising panic

"No, no no no no," Morning Glory quickly but gently tries to calm him down, making small calming motions with her paws, "You didn't eat anyone, you only ate soup, remember? And no one here is going to be eaten or turn into monsters. We're in a safe place," she explains. She can't help but wonder, //Is he talking about the demon again? It sounds like he might be, maybe, he's talking in kind of the same way he was earlier when he started panicking about it...//

" what?.." the red king was greatly confused, he turned his head towards the door, a panic look in his eye " b-but... he... he was here...?... I..I ate soup?....... " his thoughts were blurred together but one thing was clear and that was the tiny Bellezzas, After a moment of staring at the door as if someone was going to come though it, "... but... he...y-ou, you said...?"the red king turned back to the Bellezzas "... your friend?.... he... he ate him...? "

Morning Glory follows his line of sight when he looks to the door, and she wonders more about that too, but for now, she says, "Yes, you ate soup, and you got to experience taste for the first time in a long time. Remember? What ate my friend's heart wasn't a person, it was a curse, a magic curse that took over his body." She pauses a moment, going quiet as she wonders. "Who are you thinking was here? It seems like you remember something awful like that too, but... I don't know what 'he' you're talking about. Who do you remember seeing here that scares you?"

That sounded familiar, he could still taste the flavor of soup in his mouth "...soup?....I ate soup....y-es...soup is Pleasant..." the red king was calming down now, but he still felt on edge.

The red king looked back to the door again, he knew that man was here wasn't he?"... I... I don't know.... he... he a... he evil.... " he turned and looked down trying his best to remember "...h-e was here...he... he was yelling...I.. I remember that... he wanted to kill everyone... he knew we were going to die... "

"Hmmm... Are you talking about Terra?" Morning Glory asks after another thoughtful pause, "He was the ghost out there, he looked like a human? Are you remembering him? You started panicking as he was shouting earlier, and then his partner, Sparky, a Fairfin like me, led him away to calm him down?"

" T-terra...?...I..I...I don't know " the red king really didn't, because just like Glory and Purity names he forget them but what the tiny Bellezza had said later confused him more " A... ghost?... my... my apologies I... I am not sure what that is..." but a human, a human he knew and he thought about his thoughts, he was looking for a man..." d-id... I-..." the red king nodded, he worried that this man ate her friend but Sparky didn't sound quite right, wasn't who got eaten was someone named..?....and the name was gone... why couldn't he remember?... "... did...he consume him...?..."

"No, Terra, the one who was shouting earlier and looked human--he didn't 'consume' Sparky, or anyone else. He didn't eat my friend Dreamweaver's heart, either, and turn him into a monster..." Morning Glory answers, then thinks, //... While I don't know much about you, I can only wonder, were you killed by someone who ate you, and something about Terra reminds you of that person...?//

The red king face shifted with a grimaced, he didn't know, he did and didn't know at the same time and it was torturing him " ...I...I..don't know..! " his voice echo his distress, he leaned forward a little and attempted to put his hands on his face but they only made it halfway there, he was shaking something terribly " ... just... just stay away from him... I... I don't know why but I...I. I'm scared he kill you...."

"Oh, it's ok, sir," Glory sweetly tries to comfort him, saying, "You don't have to worry about me, sir, I've known Terra for a long time, and though this was the first time I've ever seen him snap like this, he's not the type of person to murder. I'll be safe, I'll be ok."

The red king didn't make a reply, he just sat there staring as he shivered

Morning Glory stays quiet for a little bit as well, as there's a lot to think about. "... Sir, will you be ok?" she asks.

The red king didn't answer right away, he had to work to shift his thoughts to what she was asking 'will he be ok?' " I... am here... " but he understood this question was more then one, it was to know if he was well now and will he be well later because she needed to go and that was because of the friend she mentioned earlier.

The red king didn't understand the Bond between Dreamers and Fairfins, he didn't even understand what a Fairfin was or their purpose, to him she was a Bellezza so he took it as who this Weaver was like she said, a dear friend but he thought back on that, something evil ate him.... he knew of two kinds of evil, physical and the spiritual... no physical evil could consume the spiritual heart of a Dreamer, it was impossible for a Dreamer to be forced into evil however it was possible for spiritual evil to consume a Dreamer but it had to be invited...it was a choice. He knew of no other forms of evil with the Dreamer kind and so he worried about her friend and her safety
"... your..your friend your going to see is he a Bad Dream?... " his voice was laced with fear.

Glory isn't even sure what a "Bad Dream" would be, it could be anything for all she knows, but for now she assumes it's just some kind of a name for, obviously, "bad Dreamers." "I wouldn't really call him a 'bad Dreamer,' Weaver's always been a good buck, he's never wanted to be evil, but the curse that's taken over him, it's forcing him to do evil against his will, and making him suffer.. He's not a bad Dreamer, but he's trapped in a Nightmare," Morning Glory tries her best to explain. Hearing the fear that's still in his voice, she then tries to comfort him again, saying, "I'll be alright, though, again, I'll look after myself and stay safe. I'll be careful, please try not to worry too much about me. Maybe if Weaver will be ok and he can get some help, I can come back and check up on you again? From what it sounded like, I think you're getting full, so hopefully you'll be feeling better, too."

"... I... I see..." the red king mumbled, he didn't really know if what she said was true, he did know that a Bad Dream was an evil that should be feared...but what she said next didn't make sense to him, what was a Nightmare? He never heard of such a thing but he wasn't sure if he should keep asking questions anymore, it seem whenever he did he got in trouble even though she said he wasn't but he still felt like he was doing something wrong...so he decided not to ask any more questions right now...

The red king didn't answer at first, he would worry for her until he forgets about her...so he didn't want to promise something he knew he would not keep, but it did bring some form of relief that she be careful, Bad Dreamer were evil but something sounded different in what the tiny Bellezza was describing about her friend, it was something that seem so distant like a dream in itself and yet he almost seem like he knew what it was that she had, this thing called 'Hope'....

he was pleased to know that what he was experiencing was likely helping his host but he wasn't sure how to Express that, there was so much he was trying to take in right now and understand but it felt like he was missing big parts of the picture and he knew it, but he didn't want to be a bother and ask more questions when his friend wanted to go so the red king said quietly "...I... I will look forward to your return but please be careful..."

Morning Glory flies up and gives the man one last, big hug on his cheek before she flies away, first to the doctors to make extra sure that they'll be able to take care of anything he might need, and she gives him one last "good-bye" before she flies out of the room to find her partner.

The red king hesitated, what was good bye? Just like with those before he said nothing but watch as the tiny Bellezza left... this was how it was, everyone disappears at some point...just like his memories...but he wasn't alone in this room, there had been people in the room this whole time so he wasn't going to be alone

(Ok, that was all of what we needed to change! From there it continues just like before without any change, Glory leaving and going to Weaver, Catch, and Anna.)

" me to, me to Glory " Anna sniffles, a great weight was finally lifted, the boys could finally rest and experience peace, even if it was for only a little while " its a blessing, I real blessing "

"It is, it is, oh how wonderful the mercy of the Silver Moons is," Glory repeats, getting a little teary-eyed, but she breathes out a sigh and looks over at her partner. He's sleeping soundly, being out like a light. "It'll be so good for these boys to rest right now... The only thing I'm wondering about, though..." she quietly continues, looking now to Penelope again, "Even still, we can't stay here forever, and Weaver did mention about him being haunted by nightmares if he leaves... Would it be possible for something to be done to allow him to sleep without fear like this outside of this place? I'd do something, anything to help him, if I could... but I don't think I can do much for him, being a Nightmare..."

Rihanna couldn't agree more about the silver moons, it felt like for one's in a long time something good happened.

The attention got draw to Penelope, she looked thoughtful for a moment " there may be way, with the Silver moons blessing, I can show you both gifts that are given to the Bellezza. You may not be full Bellezza but you are of the Silver moons "

"I may not know what all a Bellezza is, but please, do show me," Glory replies, with a hopeful look in her eyes.

Penelope gave a little bow, she made sure that Weaver and Catch were taken care of, then she took the two Fairfins to receive some care, training and blessing themselves.

(And then these were just the leftover posts for Glory, Anna, and Penelope that hadn't yet been posted)