//------------------------------// // My Nightmares // Story: The Magic of A Dream // by MajorFrostwing //------------------------------// The Magic of A Dream... My Nightmares... By: Major Frostwing The Black colt was running what seemed like forever. Running from his darkest fears but they kept coming. "NO LEAVE ME ALONE!" He screamed as he ran from these shadows. "IT WASN'T MY FAULT!" He yelled. A shadow slinked infront of him making him trip. "I'm dead they are going to get me." He whispered in his head he was terrified of his fears and they knew it. The shadows rushed him until a flash of light made everything disappear. He looked up to see a dark blue alicorn with a flowing mane that seemed to be made of the night sky. He knew who it was instantly but he only stood and looked at her. "Princess Luna?" He asked. As of yet he didn't know if it really was her or another form of a nightmare. She turned to look at him she looked at him grimly. "What is going on I have never seen a nightmare this malevalent how long has this been happening Colt?" She asked him calmly but he was still afraid. But he wasn't afraid of her but what his nightmare could do. "It has always been like this Princess I always have nightmares I can't escape them it's my talent." He said calmly as he showed her his cutie mark it had a mishapen form of a dark being. "My special talent is the absorbtion of Nightmares from others instead of getting rid of them like you do I have to live through them in my dreams every night." He said as he looked back up to see the shadows forming another ghostly figure. "Princess please leave it isn't safe here for you not in these nightmares." He said as he ran off in another direction away from her she didn't follow. A blaring sound was heard and he woke from his sleep instantly in a cold sweat. "Dammit why did this have to be my talent?" He asked himself with a sigh. He crawled out of bed looking out his window at the dark stary sky he walked away from the window on his way to the kitchen to make some breakfast. "I got another appointment at 9 and a few more scattered throughout the day." He said to no pony in particular he walked outside to get his paper and noticed it wasn't there. "They are later today." He said as a pony rounded a corner with his paper he was given his paper and after an ubsurd amount of appologizing he went inside. "Lets see what's new in this town." He sat down at his table with coffee and the paper. It was rounding 9 o'clock The colt got up and walked towards his workplace he was a dream analysist it was his talent after all. "I hope it's just somepony with a light nightmare I can deal with not the normal clients I get." He said to himself as he walked down the road. Wasn't to busy in Cantlot that day but he knew in a bit the roads would be over crowded with stuck up ponies who think they were better than everyone else. "Glad I'm not like them I would feel like such an idiot with my head so far up my flank." He said with a chuckle as he saw his workplace. "Lance Nightmare Dream Specialist." He sighed as he walked in a bright and peppy white unicorn waved to him he raised a hoof in greating but didn't look up to her he just went into his office and sat down. He placed a hoof on his head another restless night of fighting others nightmares. Drains a pony after a while he learned to deal with it. "Dr. Lance your 9 o'clock has arrived." The unicorn announced. Lance looked at her and smiled. She left to get his client. a few seconds later a pompous pegasus walked in wearing an expensive suit he sat down and looked at Lance scruttenizing him. "My colleagues say you are the only Unicorn to go to for this but I don't believe them it's not like you can even do what you claim." He said raising his nose to the air like they all did. Lance only sighed. "If you don't believe what I can do then I suggest you get the buck out of my office." Lance said as he organized some papers not looking at the Pegasus. He continued to sort papers as he waited for a response. "MY WORD!" The pegasus yelled out shocked at Lance's crude behavior. "DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHO I AM?!" He asked slamming his hooves on Lance's desk. Lance placed his hoof on his head. "Lord White Blood. Owner of one of the most famous 5 star resturaunts in Canterlot." Lance stated quietly as he set down a medical file with White Blood's photo on it. "You suffer from cronique nightmares from the stress put on you from running your establishment." Lance stood up walking around his desk he glared at the pegasus with horrifying intensity. "Learn to respect a doctor and his work or don't even bother to ask for their help." Lance said smacking the pegasus' hooves off of his desk. "Now sit down and let me do my job." He said walking over to his chair. The pegasus did as he was told sitting down on the couch. "What now?" he asked as Lance injected a needle into his neck the anestetic took effect almost imediatelly. "Just go to sleep and I will take your nightmare." Lance said with a smile. he watched White Blood and saw that the nightmare was beginning from his reactions in his sleep. "Well time to add another to my collection." Lance said as his horn glowed blue and stretched over to the sleeping pegasus' head a black mist came from the pegasus and was absorbed into Lance. He felt sick always did afterwards. "He can sleep for now he should be happy with the results." He said as he sat down in his chair and waited for the pegasus to wake and leave. Around 8 pm Lance's work day was done he walked past that peppy unicorn who always seemed to be happy no matter what. She wasn't always like that. "My first client what a silly mare." Lance chuckled as he remembered how she usedto be. Depressed and a nervous wreck cursed with nightmares about how her family was towards her. That nightmare still haunts Lance to this day even though it was many years ago. He stopped at a cafe and took a seat. The waiter walked over to him. "The usual Lance?" He asked with a smile. Lance only nodded. "You know drinking your problems away isn't a good way to deal with your problems Lance you know that." He said shaking his head walking away to get Lance his hard cider. He came back a moment later setting the drink infront of him. "You should have a day off sometime Lance just get out and do something instead of torture yourself everyday." He said with a shrug. "Your working your way to an early grave." He said with cheer walking away. "That's the point." Lance whispered under his breath as he took a large gulp of the cider and then took another trying to drain the drink as fast as possible. "I just want to get away from this lifestyle." Lance said as another stein of Cider was handed to him. He sighed drinking it down just as fast. A few drinks and by a few I mean 16 drinks later Lance stumbled down the road towards his home he opened his door after a few minutes and fell onto the floor he kicked the door close laying there. "What am I doing?" Lance asked himself in a language only a drunk could speak. He tried to stand but to no avail sighing he just layed there on the floor slowly drifting off to sleep back into the world of nightmares.