Wide Awake (Ayden)

[Benjamin Gauge]

Fyrann had set Ayden down into the car's seat,looking like he had just slaughtered someone. Instantly he was shuffling through the med supplies he always brought with him, making a tourniquet that would last just long enough for the ride to the hospital. "Lacerations...no, those are...teeth marks?", he stated more so to himself that to Kakeru. Then in a hushed whisper,"Too far apart to be anything human.What in the bloody hell is going on...". The sniper gave a very concerned look to his friend,"Just drive. I'll stay back here with--Shite!". Blood started to pour out of Ayden's mouth and that was when Fyrann panicked, thinking back to when he had first met Averie and something similar happened to his lover. He doubted the events were related because the last time was a reaction to vampiric blood...and not knowing what it was this time around made it so much more unnerving. Nevertheless, there wasn't much the soldier could do to prevent the outpour of blood,"Hang in there chap" he said trying to soothe his own nerves.

The darkness hadn't ceased. In fact Ben couldn't see a damn thing. All the Gangrel felt was the icy hot thing attached to his limbs--so cold that it was burning his skin. The sensation of falling had ended with an abrupt thud against some sort of flooring. He felt it ache through his bones and groaned, only to spot the faint outline of a person's legs. Gauge tried to figure out where he was when the thing in front of him spoke,"So long...I've waited so long for you Benny". Though the voice didn't sound distinctly male or female, despite the form having womanly curves. The sound of a whip split the air, landing directly on the man's back. Sharp stinging pain struck him, breaking skin and he gritted his teeth. "Feels good, doesn't it? You're a bad boy Ben. Acting like a lover but you're a killer inside". Try as he may, the vampire couldn't move though he knew from the pain on his back that he had shown up here without clothing. The sound of the whip snapping back was heard again--and another hit connected with his shoulder. He made a sound of protest, a muffled scream as he felt blood draining down his body; for the life of him he couldn't move. The man was bound by leather straps and chains...chains that connected to somewhere else in the dark room. Then the presence of the being left and in its place was Fyrann, who could somehow see Ben despite the lack of lighting.

"Fy...?" Ben asked the man in front of him, but his former lover didn't speak. A lust held in the man's eyes as he walked over, stark naked, and mounted the man, hot aggressive kisses being stolen from him. Benjamin moaned as his hair was grabbed, feeling everything was socially backwards as the man on top of him did as he pleased with being rough and in charge despite riding the man below him. The situation made their temperatures rise, the heat and pleasured gasps fogging over any thoughts Ben may have had at that moment. And then it all faded again into a nothingness.

[Ayden Varden]

Kakeru drove as fast as he could, the man was good at driving. He put his hand behind him grabbing Ben's knee. Praying that his brother and his lover were going to be okay. It didn't take them very long to end up at the hospital a team already waiting for them. "Ayden needs stitches.... hurry." He says as his brother and his lover are carried inside. They are both immediately moved to a room.

Ayden was screaming as the woman slashed at the boys chest and arms, making welts but not real cuts. Welts that show as the doctors are worked on him. It was confusing to say the least. Ayden sobbed digging his nails into the bed beneath him as he was taken again and again by people he didn't know. He begged and pleaded for it to end for the pain to stop. The woman comes up to Ayden and brushes her fingers against his face. She kisses him hard. Ayden couldn't even thrash, he didn't think he could ever be so tired. Madeline smirks and whips her name into Ayden's chest causing his back to arch. He felt like he had wanted to puke. How long had he been in this room. It was just like before wasn't it? He was stuck no clue of time or date, just being beaten again and again. Ayden screams for Fyrann, a sound that actually makes it out into the real world.

Kake hadn't left his brother or his lover as days passed. He was so completely stressed he couldn't even think. Right now he was leaning against Fyrann, his eyes closed until he heard his brother scream. Kake jumped up, horror on his face, "Madeline..." He says looking at the whip marks on his chest. "How can Madeline being doing this? She's in prison." He says gripping his brother's arms probably enough to hurt the boy, he looks back to Ben, "What the fuck is going on?!" Kakeru was never one to lose his cool but here he was.

[Benjamin Gauge]

Days passed in his dreams. Dreams that progressively slipped further into nightmares. This current one he was in smelled like rotting flesh. The air was saturated with the odor of a fresh kill. Looking down at his clawed fingers he noted they were caked in blood; he dashed through the thick forest of trees before he came upon a field of death, his bare feet and hands squishing the mutilated remains through his fingers. There was no way he could avoid it.

The hunger struck him again and he found himself gorging on the week old corpse just for the scant amount of blood it provided. Queasiness overcame the vampire as he found no real nourishment from the chunks of muscle-his body desperate for the substance. Finding the heart finally, Ben bit into it only to be greeted by thick coagulated crimson. It wasn't elf blood. His body was screaming at him that it wasn't elf blood, and soon enough he was regretting having even tried. For as he pulled away he spotted a colony of maggots, felt them crawling on his legs and squirming under his skin. Part of his skin tented to show that the larva had made their way inside him, infesting his innards. He drew a breath to scream out of fear and anger but that haunting woman's voice followed him. Beeen~ Come out come out where ever you are. He bit his lip and in a survival instinct he started to run, the presence of the woman following him simply in tone. Throughout the process he kept scratching at his hands trying to make the maggots get out, losing more blood as he fled through the woods that never seemed to end in length. He had it with this place, just had it. The melodic tone called out again and he screamed.

"Finally I get to meet you again", a more firm voice sounded, as Ben opened his tired eyes to the face of a very attractive woman. He couldn't tell but-- IS SHE ELVEN?!. His mind was still screaming, still hoping and madly craving that blood. It showed in the look in his eyes how badly the withdrawal had hit him. The woman knelt down to meet her face to his,"Mm don't you look delicious". She cooed and brushed her lips against his teasingly, playing with his tongue as she sat in his lap as close as she could get. Pain and discomfort lingered over him as he took the punishment she was giving him--every part of him saying no...but wait was that her heart beating? When she was preoccupied with the rest of his body he leaned down and sunk his fangs into her carotid artery. However, the sweet taste of elven blood was too metallic-like..not it wasn't that, it was quicksilver. He looked up as the woman that was sitting in his lap melted into burning hot silver, charring the Gangrel's legs terribly. "Stop! STOP IT!" he seemed to be shouting at nothing now. To hell with these twisted tricks. He was beyond exhausted..if only he could sleep.

Meanwhile, Fyrann had woken up rudely from his nap to the sound of Ayden screaming, not noticing the gashes and blood from Ben's hands as the soldier ran over to care for Ayden, halfway shoving Kakeru aside," It's not helping that you're acting like some cooky old bird. I don't bloody right know what's going on with them, but the doctors are trying to find an explanation". Frustration played over the human's features. "Who is this Madeline you speak of, Kakeru?".

[Ayden Varden]

Kakeru looks at his friend, "Madeline was a woman I was supposed to marry... it happened when I first got to this realm. Her father heard of my heritage and the person who was helping me learn the ways of this world arranged the wedding... I found out she was behind it because she had become obsessed with me... I broke off the marriage. She stole Ayden. She knew he was guy and she still did that shit to him. She did it to hurt me... Ayden was with her for 10 years while I searched for him. Every time I got close she'd vanish and take my brother with. She tried again more recently to him from Dametrius... before you met him. She got thrown in prison... I know she is still there..." Kakeru was shaking, it was obvious that he felt this was his fault.

Ayden was forced to watch what happened to Ben as he was messed up. He was abused mentally, physically, and sexually. He finally gave. He couldn't handle it anymore. Ayden whispers an apology to Ben and Kakeru. His mind stuck on Fyrann. It was because of the thought of getting back to Fyrann that was keeping him alive. He looks up at Madeline, she glares, "Don't you dare Ayden." Ayden starts to cry, tears falling down his face even in the waking world but another few days had passed. Kakeru taking care of Ben trusting his brother in the hands of Fyrann. In the waking world, while Kakeru was asleep with his head on Bens lap.

The words slipped out of Ayden's lips as he cried, "I'm sorry Fyrann. I love you." In the dream world Ayden was standing naked and completely taken down, then he was in what he recognized what room he was in. He was in Sky's house he recognized what was going on. He could hear Fyrann's thoughts of pain and loss in his head, and like for Fyrann, Ayden put the gun in his mouth and pulled the trigger splattering his brains and blood all of the wall.

In the waking world his blood pressure dropped, blood pouring into his mouth and out of the top of his head. His blood pressure and heart rate plummeting. Ayden was laying on the floor of that pure white area blood pouring out if him. While Kakeru slept his wrist was over Ben's mouth blood dripping into his mouth, not enough to drown him, but enough to let him feed slowly.

[Benjamin Gauge]

Fyrann remained solemnly quiet as he heard the prophet of war retell a portion of his past. There wasn't much to say in a time like this. "If she ever gets near him...or if I ever get to meet her, I'll be sure to greet her with a bullet from you", a cold truth, but the human was fed up with everyone trying to hurt, maim, steal, and otherwise kill Ayden.

Time was a blur in this realm. Hell. It was the closest thing Ben could think of it as. This place was Hell. Never getting enough blood in his system but something always push, pulled, gave him a reason to run until his legs gave out. Adrenaline was setting his system into overdrive--to the extent that it was damaging his body from within. It was almost like he was ripping at his insides without needing ever physically do so. The scenery continually changed so often that it no longer looked like anything specific. Shades of darkness and shades of light. Bone chilling heat and blistering cold. The sensation of motion sickness and the vomiting of all kinds of ghastly humors--blood,black bile. The starvation of hunger sinking its urge deep into his stomach. Everything ached. It hurt to even breath...but Ben kept dragging himself along the floor with what strength he had left...

Blood spouted across the bed and onto the wall behind the smaller elf. Fyrann, who had been sitting peacefully, stood up in a panic as the monitors for heart rate and pulse started going off due to the low blood pressure. Doctors tried to rush in to tend to Kakeru's brother but Fyrann kept trying to ward them away, putting pressure with a spare towel over the apparent wound on his cranium. "Don't you leave on me dammit", he cursed in frustration, too preoccupied with Ayden to notice Kakeru feeding blood into Gauge.

The gunslinger was done playing games. Utterly and finitely done. Ben was yanking himself across the floor, feeling one of his bones had possibly fractured. Everything hurt so much in all the awful ways. He wasn't sure if he could keep going another ten feet without his arms giving out on his body. But then the world started to drain of color again, and off in the distance was Ayden. It had felt like years since he had last seen him. "A-Ayden..." he called out, forcing himself to his feet through all of the hurt. Whether or not there was a response, the soldier would slowly make his way over to him; staring down at the doctor he smiled to himself, fumbled with grabbing at his shirt collar, and looked around."I came back...I'm back. Madeline didn't follow us here....ha. Haha ha". Ben was so mentally gone by now that he'd speak and chuckle to Ayden even if the other man was unconscious. "I was thinking for a long while...thinking that 'hey we're in a dream, right?' Well, what if I open a door? Hah I wonder where that will take us" he continued and added on the last part as an almost too happy of a whisper,"It could take us out of here! Away from all of this!!".

[Ayden Varden]

Ayden was out cold, but he could hear Fyrann, he was confused, 'What is Fyrann doing here... Is this what dying is like?' he asks himself, he feels his body moved by Benjamin. Kakeru presses his wrist against Ben's mouth harder after waking up and seeing what was happening to his brother. His mind was frantic, if he had to lose his brother today he couldn't lose Ben too... it would literally kill him he was sure of it. He cuts his wrist open more on Ben's fang sitting him up some so that he can help Ben get the blood down. He whispers to Ben tears falling down his face, "Ben... come back to me... please... and if you can... bring Ayden with you. I need you both more than you can ever know. I love you Ben, I don't want to have to live without you... so please... please come back to me." The doctors look at Fyrann, "Let us help him." One of them says though they weren't sure what was going on to be able to help him. Ayden's eiodolon had to wait for Ayden to wake up in order to show up, otherwise he'd just end up in that hell with them. Ayden mutters to Ben, "L-let me... die... don't... want to... go back... to Madeline..."

[Benjamin Gauge]

Unlike his counterpart, Benjamin was dead still in his coma. Well, it wasn't exactly a coma, but the doctors kept convincing themselves it was--until they could discover the origins of the strange lacerations and burns that showed on the vampire's and elf's bodies.The doctors hovered over Ayden. If they weren't inspecting his vitals, they were trying to tend to his injuries or figure out where the bleeding had originated from; Fyrann eventually let his guardianship of the injured medic down so the staff could do their job at prolonging his life. The human sat back in his chair despite everything in him wanting to care for Ayden on his own, clinging to his cross necklace clasped between his palms. He wore the necklace out of an old habit-- his elbows rested on his legs, fingers interlocked with one another in silent prayer. Time slowed in the moment like he was stuck moving in slow motion while the doctors were doing their best to repair the damages. Losing Ayden...no, no this can't and won't happen, he told himself determinedly, brows knitting together in concentration.

"Ben...", sounded Kakeru's voice from no location in particular. He wasn't sure if he was hearing things at this point in time though; thus, he shook it off for a moment to address the his begging friend,"We're not going...back to her". The edge of his mouth crooked into a smile, something too happy for the condition his body was in and the tiredness in his voice. No, for a second there he sounded like he was implying something more grim. He let out a dancing chuckle, starting to drag Ayden by the scruff of his shirt as though he were nothing more than a sack of vegetables. "Not now, not in a few seconds...", he stated with a more interwoven laugh seeming to wander aimlessly with the other man held in his unforgiving grip,"Not ever. Not when I'm here". He was too crazy to sound this calm...and yet he held himself together by a thread shockingly well composed--like all it would take to send him flying off the edge was another hard push. "Door. A door. There has to be one here", Ben muttered to himself, cerulean eyes wide open and bloodshot from sleep deprivation despite being locked in a dream world. "Please come back to me". Kakeru's voice was closer this time and it was enough to have the former commando pause and rethink his direction of pacing.

[Ayden Varden]

Kake continues to feed Ben as he watches his brothers blood pressure continue to plummet. Kakeru was stark white, it wasn't helping that he was panicking which really sent his blood pumping. He looks down at Ben, "Please Ben... please come back. I need you. Ben I need you so badly. Don't leave me in this world..." Tears fell down his face on to his lovers.

Ayden wasn't getting any better it was probably because in his dream he'd given up. The world they were in had one more trick up it's sleeve for the boys. In front of Ben an image showed, by now Ayden was awake and trying to stand on his own two feet, though he looked like a corpse, dark circles under his eyes, lips blue, blood causing his purple hair to clump together. In front of Ben and Ayden was Fyrann and Kakeru. They stood close to each other, like they couldn't see their respective lovers were there. Ayden drops to his knees seeing his brother lean in and kiss Fyrann. His mind simply snapped, if he had thought shooting himself was bad... this was much worse, this was complete nothingness. He felt nothing at all as the scene progressed unless stopped by Ben. Whether or not it did... a woman walked up behind them, this one with short red hair and piercing eyes. "Benjamin, you are my sister's son... you are stronger than this dream. This is all it is a nightmare. Free yourself, free Ayden, go to your life. You know that Kakeru cares for you, you know somewhere that he would not do this. You are better than this. The boy is broken, he needs you Ben, he needs you to open that door. This nightmare is controlled by you and Ayden, only you can stop it from continuing."

Outside of the dream Ayden's heart stops completely. Kakeru turns around moving his bleeding wrist behind him, but keeping it over Ben's mouth. "NO NO NO! He's a prophet! He can't die like this... he can't..." Kakeru couldn't stop shaking, he quickly wrapped his wrist, "Ben..." He whispers, praying that at least Ben would make it out of this alive, he held his lovers hand, and in the dream Ben would be able to feel the warmth of Kakeru's hand. The snow elf's other hand is on Fyrann's shoulder. The doctors start to try to get Ayden's heart working again. In the dream realm Ayden keeps convulsing with every shock that they give him in the waking world. He stares into the nothingness as the nightmare he was seeing, Fyrann and Kake... there were others there too... just continued. Ayden whispers, "Fyrann... wouldn't..." It was taking everything he had in him not to fall completely to the floor. The gun was there in his hand, the doctors had gotten his heart working again. In the waking world the boy was muttering Fyrann's name as they finally got him stabilized and backed away letting Fyrann through if he wanted to.

[Rhys "Jareth" MacCnáimhín]

A voice pierced the scene. It was masculine, with an Irish accent, though of seemingly noble birth, and not the muddy accent of the common folk. "Oh, bloody hell. Where am I this time?" A man appears in the corner. He wore a brown frock coat, white shirt and gloves, black trousers and boots and a brick red ascot. "Please tell me I've found a plausible... Oh, Reaper? What are you doing here? I thought I was cut off from the others... Unless... This isn't your dream, is it?" He looks around, his red eyes scanning the blood and the mess. "It certainly looks like one of your's. Though the feel is off." His black hair was swept back, but stubborn bangs continued to land in his face. On his pale face sat a pair of silver glasses, with a thin chain connecting the earpieces together around the back of his neck.

[Benjamin Gauge]

Benjamin was scanning the area frantically trying to find a way, any way out; however, his calm demeanor hid his frazzled mind for the moment. If I was a door, where would I hide...Ben kept himself focused. His body shivered on its own from sheer exhaustion. It took the man a few seconds to realize that Ayden was once more conscious and attempting to stand on his own. Once on his own feet, the gunslinger released him. From all that Gauge had been set through he wasn't looking his best either...his methods of trying to heal his own lacerations over time were unsuccessful.

Fyrann and Kakeru caught his attention out of his peripheral vision. Confusedly he looked back to the duo, almost mistaking them for the real people when he noticed how they were looking at only one another. The man's jaw clenched as he watched Kakeru kissing the man he once loved, quite literally, to death. He stood there like a statue unsure of whether to feel enraged or not; observing the silent passion exchanged between the two men as if someone had switched the volume off, their bodies shedding of clothing as the situation became more heated. In a silent awkwardness Ben couldn't take looking at the scene anymore and turned away, everything he felt hidden under his stoic expression. Gauge felt a warmth on his hand and found it strange as he looked down to see what may have been the was of it. No results had him abandon the inspection, and when the Gangrel looked up he came face to face with a stranger. Too shell shocked to really react properly, Ben stood there quietly listening to what she had to say. But he found the strength to at least mention a few things after she had stopped talking," I've been trying...it all feels so real".

In reality when Ayden's heart had stopped, Fyrann felt his own heart sink. Breathless was the best way to describe how he felt. He didn't know if he could handle losing another loved one. The last one almost did him in. Like anyone who became too damaged by the throes of death, the prophet of Life failed to show any real reaction, spaced out of the moment and felt a detached numbness--seriously starting to doubt that his Life had anything good remaining in it if Ayden passed away right now. His body was so shocked at the idea that not even tears formed in his eyes.

The dream realm altered in an orgy of people, their bodies all touching one another, caving into their sins as the helpless Ayden watched. Ben had pushed all of it aside more bothered by it than anything; however, he knew now just how badly he needed to try one last time to get them both out of this place. A firearm appeared in the elf's hand again and that was when Gauge lost it on him. "NO! You are not--" he scolded, ripping the gun out of the elf's palm,"going to end yourself here. You'll keep pushing. I fought my arse off and bled to get back here to you Ayden". The soldier threw the gun and it shattered on the floor, a million pieces of shrapnel vanishing into the blinding white background they stood on. Ben's chest heaved as he lifted the smaller man off the floor,"Look at me. You're not giving up on me, or on Fyrann". His tone was lethal now,"Do I make myself clear?". If the doctor complied, Gauge would let him down to the floor again. If not, Ben would suspend him there for as long as it took for him to get himself back together, even though his own arms were hating straining for any time now.

"Please tell me I've found a plausible... Oh, Reaper? What are you doing here? I thought I was cut off from the others... Unless... This isn't your dream, is it?"

Yet another voice entered the area, cutting the fighter's concentration short and he looked back to view a well dressed man voicing his opinion on the location they were in. "Where did...?", he started to ask viewing the newcomers with unease,"Is this your world?". The inquiry was directed to both. Gauge was so exhausted he could feel it in his bones.

Finally the medics were able to get Ayden's heart started up again. Fyrann, who had tucked himself emotionally away during the downwards spiral of his lover came back to his wits and neared the side of the bed once the doctors had gotten out of the way and departed one by one from the room. The human grasped onto Ayden's hand. "Wake up Ayden. For the love of the gods...please".

[Ayden Varden]

Ayden just wanted to be done with this place, he nods in reply to Ben, when he is set back on the floor he simply stared at it, he was trying to find himself, but he felt dead on the inside. He heard Fyrann's plea, and he felt the hand on his. He was shaking badly.

Reaper looks at Jareth and smiles walking over and hugging him, "It has been so long old friend." She replies, "No thus is not my dream it belongs to these two. I'm not sure why I am here honestly." She looks at Ben and smiles, "This realm lies in the domain of Jareth here... what happens in it is decided by you." She looks at him, "is it true? Nightmare died... While you were trying to wake her up?"

Kake slumped next to his lover when his brother was stable once more. He gripped Ben's hand harder. He wanted Ben to know he was here.

In the dream itself Madeline kneels down in front of Ayden, "You are weak, pathetic, useless. The only time you were ever worth anything was when you were a murderer. When you KILLED that tribe of elves. You couldn't even finish that job right. You left the women... The children.... you worthless piece of shit!" She kicks Ayden in the face sending him tumbling across the floor. He gets back up onto his knees as the woman continues her onslaught.

Reaper knew she had to do something so she pulled Kakeru and Fyrann into the dream, "He is lost to us. Maybe... One of you two can save him." Kakeru looks to Fyrann, "You." He says before running over to Ben. He grabs Ben's face looking him over. "Fuck man..." Kakeru sadly didn't know how to heal.

The female kicks Ayden again, "You are a fucking worthless piece of shit. Not worth the gold I paid you. Not worth the fucking trouble that you put everyone through. A WEAK FUCKING ASSHOLE. Are you listening Ayden?"

[Rhys "Jareth" MacCnáimhín]

The male closes his eyes. "Yes... She was lost to me-- us." He opens his eyes and looks at Ben. "My realm... Your will. Dreamworld. The Fade. Neverland. All that transpires here is under your control. You can stop his torment. WAKE UP!!" The man's calm demeanor is slightly thrown off. He motions around him with outstretched arms. Appearing in his hand is a forest green velvet bound, hard covered thin book. He opens it and thumbs through a few pages. "Yes, yes. Good." He looks to Ayden. "Excuse me, I hate to be a bother, but can you please wake up, Mr. Elf? I'm sure you and your companion have more important things to do than being beaten in a dream. Though I do not reccomend using a gun again. I'm not sure if your physical form can handle another round..." Ever polite, he asks with a smile.

[Benjamin Gauge]

Ben watched the duo a minute, looking over Jareth and Reaper as he heard something about nightmare and the passing of.'So he's a god', the Kindred observed though not surprised by it somehow. Nothing could really top his mother being the queen of the gods, so anything else comparatively was minor. Upon the god of dreams being introduced Gauge merely gave a knowing nod. "I've been trying for days it feels" he mumbled, having closed his own sapphire colored eyes...and reopened them seconds later when he heard Madeline belittling Ayden. He turned in sheer anger to want to beat the daylights out of her; however, he felt hands on his face and it took the man a moment to notice Kakeru was there with him. "I-I'm fine. I'm fine" he reassured the other male, trying to get Kakeru to stop worrying over him, resting his hands on the shorter elf's shoulders with a look of pure tiredness.

Fyrann on the other hand was livid. He didn't know who personally who the woman was that was beating up his lover, but by the gods he had enough with all the crap that had happened in his life up to this point. He didn't even think as he took out his gun, aimed it at the back of her head and let off a bullet into her cranium. If that didn't kill her...she was going to wish it had. In the meantime, had it sufficiently distracted or killed Madeline, the marksman would do everything in his power to get close to the doctor. "Ayden we need to get out of here NOW. Get up..." he half ordered, trying to pull Ayden off the floor even if he was faced with resistance. It was clear the prophet of life was desperate.

[Ayden Varden]

Kakeru kept his eyes on Ben and hugs him close, "I am so glad you are alive." He says. "Let's get drinks after this... okay?" He asks, his voice breaking. He holds Ben, "We need to get you out of here." He says. "We'll find a way... and soon."

Ayden watches as Madeline's blood splatters on his face. When she falls to the ground Ayden looks at Fyrann and stands up with his help. "Fyrann..." He says. He hugs his lover, somewhere in the corner the image of Kake and Fyrann started to vanish as both boys perspective lovers were right there. Reaper claps and nods, "AWESOME!" She says before looking at Jareth, "Well you always have me." She says kissing his cheek. "Ayden. We need you and Ben to wake up." Ayden nods and in the hospital he jolts awake, as long as Ben did as well everyone including Reaper and Jareth were thrown out of the dream.

[Rhys "Jareth" MacCnáimhín]

Jareth simply appeared in the hospital room, a quill in his free hand as he marks off something in his green book. "Very good, gentlemen. Very good, indeed. You have no earthly idea how long I've been trapped there." He turns his vermilion eyes to Reaper and bows before turning to the elves and soldiers. "My name is Rhys MacCnáimhín. The current 'Jareth', Lord of dreams. I humbly thank you for aiding me in my freedom." He smiles softly. "Truly... Thank you." He turns to Reaper once more. "Well... I must be off to Baile Na Deithe. I'm fairly certain I'm a few centuries behind on my report. Lord Rhaego will be most displeased, I'm afraid." He smiles once more before simply vanishing in a puff of blackish purple smoke.