The Nightmare

Exhausted and beat, Kai grasps his face. The prominent slap that the girl he saved has left a mark. The battle that left one town saved and a hero in pain. His shoulder gashed deeply, a painful memory of the dragon’s last attack before being dismantled and left headless. Kai stands in distraught his right-hand holding his left shoulder and his left hand grasping his face. He watches as the girl he saved stampedes off with steam coming from her ears as her ass imprinted with a bloodied hand, the hand print that Kai had accidentally left. Kai stands within the beloved town just staring at his hand wondering if something was actually wrong. The silence is broken as his companions join him. Even before he can say anything Amber, the girl secretly in love with Kai, slaps him across the face ferociously as fire burns with in her eyes. Without giving him time to explain, Amber scolds Kai and begins to yell “I don’t believe you oh my gosh. What is wrong with you? Do you have to grope every hot girl you see?” Kai looks at her as if a hint of jealousy has arose, but knowing if ever bought up he’d be tormented like no other and can only reply “It wasn’t me this time I swear. This hand is out of control…” Just then, Kai passes out clinching his shoulder as he crashes to the ground.

The next morning Kai wakes up in a bed with his shoulder bandaged and in a sling. He hears Melody and Amber talking in the next room and as he goes and sees how they are doing, his left hand breaks from the sling and gropes Melody upon her ass. This hand which was named by the group as the “lecherous hand” seems to have a mind of its own. With his hand squeezing her firm ass, Sai walks in. “What the hell is going on here?” Kai does not know how to reply. H...

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... in bed. He looks at his left hand and then feels his shoulder bandaged and in pain. He removes the bandage and his deep wound has not healed. He lies back down trying to catch his breath when as four people enter the room. They sit next to him asking what had happened and all he can say is “nothing it was a dream…just a bad dream.” As his friends stick by his side watching over him he notices the pouring outside. The rain smashes at the windows like hail and he whispers to himself “even the heavens weep.” But outside a notorious figure works the night, peering through the window he steps aside and takes his leave. With a malevolent grin on his lips his raspy voice utters “Kai…you are almost ready.” The wet and dark night shakes and rumbles as a devilish laugh echoes through the night making even the Devil himself quiver. This is only the beginning of the end.