Exit Light, Enter Night (Corvin/Mari)

[Corvin Blake]

For years, he had been searching for the hatchling that escaped. The one, whose power was so close to being his own before being saved by her people. Her life force would have given him the magical boost needed to set all of his plans years into advance. His magic was powerful, but with the help of the pure, magical energy that resided in all dragons, particularly in the Ice Clan, she held an abundant source of energy within, which could grant him the power needed to incite draconic spells, indefinitely. However, she would not allow him to take her energy without a fight. Corvin needed to find her, and he needed to weaken her while he was at it. Many would often wonder how he could weaken someone without actually harming them.


One such way was through their dreams. Like many of the realms of the infinite, dreams were fluid, and connected through mental energy. All he needed was the power of the right “fisherman” and he could fish the dragon’s dreams from out of her head and manipulate them to his benefit. It was through a Sandman, a particular Dream Fae, that Corvin was able to acquire the power to draw up another person’s dream realm at will. He only needed to sense the dragon’s familiar dream energy at will, and he would find her source. For years, he had looked for her, and for years, he had come so close, only for the little reptile to slip from his fingers. Though Corvin had always managed to amass great power through the centuries, part of him had always wanted this particular dragon to complete his abilities to perform draconic spells. Although he would not know the art of spellweaving immediately, through her, he could become prodigal at the art.


A dream rose from within the lake of dreams; a place warm and saturated in the blissful and peaceful dreams of the restful. It was one of the few waypoints for people to see their loved ones sometimes from beyond the dead, and it was also a place where anyone could be their own god in a way, or experience their own paradise. Tonight, it would be a means of channeling her own life force to his own, bit by bit. Tonight, he would make her dreams her own worst nightmare, and ensure that she endured hell while fading away altogether.


Corvin closed his eyes and entered Mari’s dream world, and immediately, the skies of her dreams began to turn black.

[Marina]

She had been lazing about in the Mediterranean Ocean, warm and happy and remembering times when she was loved and cared for. The deep blue of the sea made her smile as she glanced about, her serpent like form resembling the Loch Ness Monster. Here she could be herself and explore the deep sea caves that dotted the region. As she played she felt the water grow dark as she felt the temperature grow dark. It was time to come in and avoid the storm. Still, she needed to glance about to make sure that she didn’t get seen by the humans. She did a three sixty turn and then looked below and above her. She didn’t see anyone and so she began to rise in the water.

Then she felt a tremor in the pit of her stomach. Something pricked at her consciousness. She felt a net moving and touching her feet. Shifting to avoid it she found it caught her, Raking her talons about she tried to break free but the net seemed to ensnare her tightly. It felt like it had nettles and stinging barbs. They didn’t break her skin but they hurt.

This needed to stop, she opted to shift to her human form, her human form covered in a cobalt blue bathing suit. The net seemed to shift and adapt to her form, It then did something more terrifying, it began to pull her up, the pull was gentle and inexorable. She couldn’t help but feel its pull dragging her towards something. As she felt herself dragged she saw a ship that was nothing like she had ever seen. It was an old galleon and it had nets like the one that had captured her. There were skulls hanging off of them, vampires, with long fangs, wolf skulls with the characteristic mouth of fangs and other skulls of things she didn’t know or really want to explore. As the net encircled her she felt it drag her onto that ship of death. Glancing up she saw a pirate flag being flown along with a man, tall in stature and terrifying in his person. Biting her lip she felt her body hauled up, and moved towards the deck of the ship.

This was not going to go well.

[Corvin Blake]

He was dressed in a long overcoat, black as coal with hair and a beard to match. On his head was a pirate’s hat that was just as black, but with pure gold trimming. From his ears were golden earrings, and a necklace of skulls around his neck. Walking from the wheel of the ship to the deck, he slowly approached Mari as she tried to walk away. As he smiled, a set of sharp, pearly white fangs rested in his mouth, a result from the illusion of the dream, itself. In his hand, were a great, massive spear with a jagged, sharp tip. From the tip of the spear, dripped an impossible amount of blood, but it was not just any blood: It was dragon’s blood. Specifically a water dragon’s. Behind the Corvin now laid the bodies of two dead water dragons: Mari’s parents. Soon, Corvin’s band of pirates began to surround her. Each of them filthy, smelly individuals, some covered in disgusting piercings, the odor of which could make any head dizzy.

“It looks like we’re having serpent meat tonight boys!” Corvin spoke in a gruff, horrific manner as the pirates surrounding Mari looked at her with hunger in their eyes, as if they planned to rip her limb from limb with their bare hands. Corvin merely looked at her and let out a deep, inhuman laugh that seemed to echo throughout the vast, open sea and even into the deep of the ocean.

Outside of the dream, Corvin sat with a smile on his face as he felt the dragon’s fear give in. He only needed to weaken her through this spell. Once he had enough of her own energy, he could find her on his own and she would be too weak to resist his power. She only needed to let the fear sink in a little more and she would be his.

[Marina]

This dream was really freaking her out. The sight of her dead parents made her gasp in horror. She didn’t understand why all this was happening. She’d gone to a human therapist and made a story up about how her parents had been killed when she was a baby. There was no one to doubt her and her paperwork was up to date. This had to be some unresolved issue and the man with fangs? It was a slow dawning of comprehension that filled her mind as she blinked at him. This was the man who had killed her family and had tried to kill her.

This was a man who wanted her to be afraid. She was not going to give into it. He may have had her surrounded but she was not going to give him the satisfaction of seeing it. Glancing about she shrugged her shoulders at him, “Too cowardly to do your own dirty work?” she shot back, “Big man to hire out grunts to do your killing.” To prove how unimpressed she was she walked closer to him, staring him down as she glanced at him, her wet dark brown curly hair swirling about her knees. Her dark brown eyes showing how agitated she was, she resented how much this dream was unsettling her, “What do you want?”

She may have been a pacifist but that didn’t make her a pushover. She wasn’t so malleable as to give up her own life for some nightmare. Usually her kind had only scared people when their nests were being disturbed. No one ever had been able to film them because their magic could disrupt film and video. This was how they hid in plain sight.

It was hard not to let the setting get to her. It was designed to do so and it creeped her out. There was so much death here in this dream and it made her skin crawl. The hair rose on her arms and she resisted the urge to rub them and calm the adrenaline rush. The fetid stink of death and unwashed male bodies made her stomach curdle. She made herself inhale through her nose and exhale through her mouth. This place was disgusting and she wanted to go back home.

[Corvin Blake]

She was resisting, and Corvin could feel her tug against his hold over her dreams. He would have to apply extra effort towards acquiring her powers, but even now, he had to limit his usage of powers within the dream realm, lest he become trapped there. He had to weaken her now, or miss another chance. “Your parents were merely unfortunate casualties in the pursuit of power.” He growled as he looked at her with hunger in his eyes, the waves around the ship crashing harder and harder, as men on the ship began raising the nets higher into the air to capture the girl once more. “I want what was denied to me all of those years ago!” He snapped, taking spear in hand and placing the tip at the serpent’s throat.

He needed to finish this ritual soon, as he felt the strain of her fighting back. Normally, Corvin could invade dreams indefinitely, but as she was one of the few who escaped his siphoning, she could fight back if she found the courage, which meant Corvin’s hold over the dream world would weaken. The more she fought, the less his hold was. The men began to creep towards her and the captain, ready to overtake her in the bid to feast upon her, the nets above ready if necessary.

“You can’t escape, Mari.” He said to her, “Even after thousands of years, I am still able to find you, and I always will. Sooner or later, I will siphon your power from your body. It’s as simple as that.” He chuckled as he spoke, letting the words sink in deep as the massive, black net dropped on them like descending doom personified. Suddenly, the link broke and Corvin struggled to rise before finally gathering the first bit of strength to smile.

[Marina]

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Listening to the beings threats Mari actually grew angry instead of scared. This miserable parasite had killed HER family!  How dare he? Who the hell did he think he was. When he pointed the tip she saw her chance, "Fuck off you parasite! This is MY dream. Get the fuck out NOW!!!" she grabbed the spear and shoved back, using her will to shatter his hold of the dream. She would hunt him down if she ever saw him and she would never forget his face.

"Zu'u fen koraav hi nir tum ahrk al! Til fen kos daar hi kos nid golt dar hi qah ko hi sahlo lir! Hi fen hind hi lost neh waalan nal fin tiid Zu'u los voth hi!" She spat, tearing through the net with talon like finger nails as she threatened to overturn his rancid rotting ship.  She would drown him in the sea for the merfolk to pick his bones and for the sea gulls to peck out his eyes and eat his moldering tongue. There would be nothing left of the vermin by the time she was done with him.

When she turned she slammed him with a wave of water, "You're on my turf insect and you will pay for it with your life!" With a flick of her wrist she sent half of his minions into the ocean as the wave slammed them hard. Then, with sheer will since it was her dream she summoned a trident to point menacingly at him, deadly sharp and ready to skewer him if he did not leave her mind. This creature that called itself Corvin would regret he had ever seen her or her family if she had anything to say about it. 

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Translation:

I will see you hunted down and destroyed! There will be no place that you can hide in you weak worm!  You will WISH you were never created by the time I am done with you!"