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// Chapter 1: First encounters with dreamons 
// Story: Dreamguard: Wrath 
// by Blackdust 
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"Who says shadows can't become lights? Or lights shadows?" Wrath Siphon (unicorn mare 4th wielder of Six)

Wrath suddenly found himself back in his dreamless void. Floating, listening to... Nothing? That wasn't right. Wrath looked around, trying to see if he couldn't relocate Six Wings voice. Instead he saw a light some thirty meters away that somewhat resembled a door.
"Huh. That's new, Six what are you trying to pull here?" Wrath asked the void.
"I am not in control here. Believe me, you would be doing more than just merely floating through a void if I was," the voice replied.
Wrath simply shrugged and began to fly over to the door... He wasn't moving, despite him moving his wings as fast as he could. He finally just gave up and thought about how if his wings worked here he could easily have just flown over to-... He moved toward the door slightly at that thought...
"Maybe..." Wrath said in deep thought, considering how stupid it all seemed. But at the same time how much sense it would make for him to be willing himself to move in a dreamscape.
"Oh yeah, sure. Trust a hunch and let me out while you're at it,"
"Stuff it Six, I'm going to try and will myself over to-" *WHAM!* "The... door..." Wrath said, after willing himself right into the door.
It opened slowly and somepony pulled him in, and he immediately felt the effects of gravity once again. "Sounded like you hit that door pre-tee hard mate. You good?" Asked a stallion that Wrath didn't recognize.
"Ow," Wrath said, rolling over and standing up while rubbing his head gently with one hoof.
"I'll take that as a yes. Come on, take a seat," the stallion said, moving over to a chair that sat in front of an Irish mantle with a variety of pictures and a fire burning brightly. The whole room was Irish themed, down to having a keg off in one corner.
"Wut...?" Wrath said dumbfounded.
"That out there is a dream void. We're inside what I'm willing this place to be," the stallion said without looking back.
"Um... ok? But who are you, why was I just floating around, and why do I feel something unfriendly just on the edge of this void?" Wrath asked in a quick flurry, the ramming of the door forgotten in his fearful curiosity.
"Them's dreamons, as I call 'em, and they want to infiltrate the material world like no mare's business. Our job is to prevent them from escaping by whatever means necessary. Generally, that means killing the bloody things, and me names Lucky, Lucky Charm. We got a new recruit the other month named Whisper, she's gonna be your mentor and she should be here soon," the stallion said, avoiding Wraths' second question. And just when he finished, the door opened and in stepped an earth mare with a kind of ribbon scarf.
"Lucky, who's the new recruit?" she asked immediately upon seeing Wrath.
"Says his name is Wrath Blazer on the papers and from his mouth," Lucky replied without looking back, instead deciding to float a picture over from the mantle.
"Well then, my name's Whisper and I'll be your mentor. Pleased to meet you!" She said extending a hoof toward Wrath.
Wrath stared tat the mare for a few seconds before extending his wing to shake her hoof. "If the Mistress trusts you to help her, then I trust you. But the instant you turn on me, or her reason for building this corps, then I will end you where you stand," Wrath said, swearing it silently in his head on his ancestors graves.
"Great! Now, let's talk about your training. First is moving around in the void and dreamscapes of others. You have to will yourself to go at a certain speed for different ponies, or as fast as you think you can handle in the void. Ready to get started?" Whisper asked, turning around and floating out into the void.
"Well this can't go too well then, can it Six?" Wrath asked himself as he stepped out into the void, expecting himself to start falling.
"Of course not, pathetic pony. And I have a feeling that scarf is a weapon of some sort. Touch it, I dare you,"
"Shove it Six," Wrath said, beginning to will himself out the door into the void and to keep up with Whisper.
"Very good, but you might want to keep the talking to yourself at a minimum. Most of the others that use summons to fight only talk to it in order to give it commands, so by talking to it without summoning it is unusual. Especially when talking to it like it isn't part of your own mind," Whisper said, watching him struggle slightly with keeping his balance.
"Yeah, easier said than done when the voice is part of a curse," Wrath snapped back, frustrated that flying in the void was so different from flying in the air. Whisper let him struggle for a few minutes before floating herself over and guiding him back to the room.
"You did good, but that's probably the one skill that you won't need too often. I just thought you'd want to get the stupid skills out of the way first," Whisper explained, walking over to another chair and taking up a seat across from Lucky.
"Ok, but what about the-"
*CRASH!!!*
All three ponies in the room turned toward the door at the sound, seeing some weird creature with fish scales, and standing on it's two hind legs. It also had milky white eyes on the side of it's head and claws on the front... legs? Arms? Wrath wasn't sure what to make of it.
"Damnit! How'd they find us? Get ready Lucky!" Whisper shouted, the scarf ribbon thing unwrapping itself from around her neck as she charged forward to attack the influx of fish looking things.
"Those must be dreamons... SLAY THE MONSTROUS FAILURES WITHOUT PREJUDICE!!!"4
"That much we can agree on Six," Wrath whispered as he also charged forward...
...and almost ran face first into a tree as the landscape changed to a clearing surrounded by trees.
"Heads up Whisper! I gave us more room to fight!" Lucky shouted, a sword suddenly in front of him, swinging itself as the fish things ran towards him.
"Where'd he get that- Behind you!"
Wrath turned around and swung his left hoof and connected it with a dreamons face, caving the skull in around his hoof. As the thing fell down, three more turned toward him and released a... gurgle?
'Fuck it... Six, lend me your strength so we can end this sooner rather than later,' Wrath told the demon trapped inside him.
"Sounds good to me. These things are minions of the nightmares. THEY MUST ALL DIE!"