The Man of my Nightmares Chapter 2

Chapter Two- Who was he?

You let out a yawn as you walked towards your school, having woken up earlier than usual (thanks to a particular nightmare) and you were still a little tired. You walked through the gates and adjusted the strap of your bag on your shoulder.

"[Y/N]!" You turned as you heard your name, grinning a little as you spotted your friends beckoning you over. You walked over and grinned "Hey guys" you smiled as you and your friends engaged in a cheerful conversation about your mutual interests.

When it was time to go in, you parted from your friends and headed to class as you usually did, the mysterious man still fresh in your mind.

Said man was currently in his lair, he thought back to the nightmare that he had entered and the way that you had tried to help him- It wasn't that he needed the help but that was the first time anyone had tried to interact with him in a positive sort of way. He assumed that that was just because you didn't believe in him and that also meant you didn't know that he was actually the villain.

He smiled to himself, he still had to keep a low profile or the Guardians would catch on and stop him before he did anything- so he decided that he might make another visit to you tonight. He could feed off your fear for a little while, he just hoped the Guardians wouldn't catch on too fast

The shade chuckled to himself at the thought. All the while he had been planning on giving you another visit, you had been in classes learning about something which you found rather boring if you were honest and half way through you had ended up doodling in your book. There were mostly random small sketches but in the middle was a larger sketch of the man who you had seen in your nightmare, all drawn from memory and it honestly wasn't that bad- not perfect but it would be recognisable... To anyone who knew the man anyway.

The rest of the day seemed pretty normal for you, at lunch you sat with your friends and you told them about the man from your nightmare but they all just said that it meant nothing so you should just forget about it. You were still not convinced though but pushed the thoughts away.

You stayed up later than last night, online chatting to friends but you fell asleep after a little while and within minutes of you beginning to dream, you were visited again.

The shade, true to his word, returned tonight and once again entered the dream after changing it into a nightmare. The scenario of the nightmare was different from last night, it was set in a large mansion of some sort- more specifically in a large main hall which had been set up for a ball of some fashion, men in suits with women in dresses covered the room.

The man then realised that his dark robes had been transformed into a suit like the ones which the other men were wearing, black material with some golden details which made the suit itself stand out.

He looked around for you and soon spotted you sitting alone in the corner of the room, you were wearing a dress like everyone else and the shade had to admit that it looked great on you. He slowly approached as another song began to play. You looked up and froze as you looked up at the man, it was the same one- it had to be!

You took a closer look at the man and saw he still had those golden eyes, with that mischievous glint in them and his hair was still tousled but it still looked good, especially on him.

He offered you a grin "I couldn't help but notice that you were alone, care to dance?" he pretty much purred to you, holding out a hand. You weren't the sort of person who danced usually, so you were cautious "Uh.. Sure, I'm [y/n] by the way" you added as you took his hand, standing

The man just smiled and repeated it "[y/n]..." you flushed a little at hearing him say your name, his accent was not one you usually heard and you had already taken a liking to it. "Well [y/n], you can call me Pitch" he purred as he lead you to the dance floor.

You followed him quietly, though just as you were about to begin dancing, a scream echoed through the room and you froze, letting go of Pitch and turning your head to look around, eyes wide as you looked around for the source of the scream.

Pitch smirked ever so slightly as he watched you freak, spotting shadows begin to seep into the room and block out the light...

You woke up with a start, breathing heavily as you looked around the room. It was your room, just you alone. You sighed in relief as you thought back... Pitch was his name... You wanted to know more about this 'Pitch' man, you were just too curious to forget about him....