Disclaimers: This story, though probably not in all chapters, will definitely have celebrities in it. I don't know what they're sexualities are, and this is not meant to imply them, either. If you are not of legal age in your area, or are not interested in this type of literature, then GO AWAY!!
The X-Men, Spiderman, Blade, the Fantastic Four, Mutant X, and all associated characters are the property of Marvel Comics.
Batman and all related characters are the property of Dc Comics.
Charmed is owned by Warner Brothers.
Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, and all related characters created by Joss Whedon. Copyright 20th Century Fox.
The characters of Final Fantasy are the property of Squaresoft.
Hercules and Xena are owned by Renaissance Pictures, I think.
Street Fighter and Final Fight are owned by Capcom. Fatal Fury and King of Fighters are owned by SNK. Tekken is owned by Namco.
I will use a lot of extra things, including the characters of DragonBall Z , maybe Digimon, various ones which I will announce upon use. I don't know if I'll use all the elements listed, but I have them just in case.
This is the second story of this type I've ever submitted to anything. It follows the life of a young mutant I made up, Joshua Monroe. Before you read this story, be sure you have read Adventures of a Real Dark Night in the boy-bands section of this archive, about chapter 7-13. The character was introduced in that story.
For those of you who have read my other story, The Birds and the Bat, this is not a `sex scene in every chapter' type story like the other one was. If you like this story or don't like it, I would like feedback.
Also, email all comments to me at firstname.lastname@example.org
Also, be sure to check out, if you haven't already:
Tales of a Real Dark Knight
Tales of a Superhero Band
Tales of the New Phoenix
Tales of a Human Spider
All are in the Gay Male Celebrity Boy Bands section of the archive, save Marvel Knights, which in the Gay Male Celebrity section.
Thanks, and on with the story.
Tales of a Young Mutant
Chapter 33: Morpheus
Sinister's minions chased me around the corner from my house. Whatever the hell kind of illusion this was, it was a pretty good one. I knew that I had to be in a dream still, but I was beginning to think that this one wasn't self caused. I hadn't had a bad dream about my adoptive family since Logan and I had been together. There must be someone else here.
First thing first- -I was being chased by vampires, who would eventually catch up with me. I had to dispose of them somehow. Then it came to me. I stopped in front of the next house I came to and stuggled, but succeeded in uprooting the mailbox post, then removed the mailbox off the top. I turned to the vamps as they rushed at me, and thrust the post end out, imbedding it in the vampire's heart. It wailed and exploded into dust. As the other ran at me, I swung the post around, pivoted, and slammed it against the back of his head. Then I rammed the sharp piece of wood through his heart from the back.
With the two vamps dusted, I commenced running, trying to find some way to get out of this nightmare. I figured that the exit had to be the same way I got in, so I headed back in the direction of the house. I made it only five steps when I felt a presence behind me. I turned to check and see who it was, but no one was there. I turned back around, surprised to see Sinister there.
"Going somewhere?" he said in his shrill voice.
The second vampire which entered the astral plane with Morpheus fell to dust as well. Sinister growled in the chamber as he watched the Fabled One succeed, even though he was powerless, trapped in a nightmare in the astral plane.
"You'd better hope that you succeed, Morpheus. If not, you'd better hope that it's Joshua that kills you and not me." Sinister mumbled.
"Whoa." Jean said as she looked at what was in front of her. She felt the cold of the arctic air and realized that she was in Canada. She noticed that she seemed to be behind the cabin of Logan and Joshua. The "whoa" came because the cabin seemed to be completely surrounded by flames. Flames that constituted a Phoenix.
"Easy, I'm not here to harm you. In fact, I'm here to help you. Someone is using you. I just want to help connect you back to your actual host." Jean said.
"Why should I trust you?" the Phoenix asked Jean. "The man in the purple disconnected me from my boy, and then trapped him in a nightmare. How could you help me? How do I know you're not trying to force your way in like the other bald man?"
"Because I know you. I used to be bonded with your mother. I still have some of her in me." As she said this, Jean transformed the usual blue and gold outfit she wore while in the astral plane into the green and gold costume of the Phoenix.
"Okay, enter now. Hurry. I can feel him within the nightmare, though I cannot connect to him. He's in danger."
"Would you be able to connect to him through me?"
"Unfortunately, no. I will need you to bring him back to me."
"Understood." With that, Jean found herself pulled towards the cabin, through the flames of the Phoenix, into the interior of the cabin. The difference between here and Logan's mind, though, was that the opened door lead to Josh's parents house, not the arctic cold. Jean hurried through the door.
Sinister grabbed at my throat. I ducked under his hand and punched him in the gut, then punched him in the gut, then the face. None of my punches, however, seemed to have any effect.
"It's pointless, O Powerless One. You cannot defeat me."
"Yes I can. This isn't real!" I replied, while aiming a kick at his face. He dodged to the left, though, and caught my foot, then spun me around and threw me. I landed hard on the street. I tried to get up, but found it hard to shake off the pain.
"And now it is I who will defeat you." he laughed as he approached me.
Suddenly, from nowhere, a strong beam of telekinesis impacted with Sinister and carried him further up the street. Hands grabbed me and pulled me to my feet.
"C'mon, Josh, we need to get out of here." said Jean. I turned to look at her, surprised at her green and gold uniform.
"Jean, what. . ."
"No time to explain. We need to get you back to the Phoenix, so that you can be reconnected with your powers." she said, pulling me back towards the house.
We made it inside and entered, running back through the door which now opened to the Canadian cabin. However, as I got in the door, I felt a force pulling me back.
"NO, you will not leave! You must die!" Sinister said. I looked back at him as he transformed to his true self, a bald man in purple robes. "You will submit to the power of Morpheus." Blue psionic tendrils snaked from his mind to surround me and pull me back into the room.
I struggled as hard as I could. Jean, inside the cabin, snaked her own roseate psionic tendrils around me, pulling me into the cabin. While the two of them played tug of war with my body, a familiar presence came to me. I looked behind Jean and noticed the Phoenix--my Phoenix--coming toward me. I embraced its power as it merged with me again. And I used its power to bring myself back into my dream world and out of the nightmare.
As the Phoenix returned to me, I used its power to push Morpheus into the nightmare.
"What are you doing to me?!" he demanded.
"I'm closing the door on this nightmare. I'll always remember my first family, as well as how they died, but I won't hold on to this nightmare. And I won't hold on to you, either." With that, I surged my powers through the nightmare world, compacted it with telekinesis, and began to incinerate it, with Morpheus inside.
"No!!!" he wailed as his psionic image was being destroyed. I felt him withdraw himself from the astral plane as it was his only chance to survive.
"Please, master, I did not know that the red-haired one would interfere! I almost had him! Please---ugh!!" Morpheus tried to plead, but Sinister morphed his hand into a blade and forced it through his chest.
"I do not tolerate failures." Sinister said as he let Morpheus's dying body slide to the floor. "Discord!!" he shouted.
"Yes, m'lord?" a beautiful woman, with long black curly hair walked in. Her costume was bery seductive, being that it was made of fine mesh covering her from the neck down. The only other parts of the costume were the black thong bikini, knee-high boots, and strapless bra she wore.
"Discord, my dear, I have a plan that I want you to enact. The Fabled One's friend is getting married soon. I want this to go down the night that the Fabled One returns home from the wedding."
As soon as I awoke, I was pampered with hugs from all my friends and family that surrounded my bed. It was a little overwhelming, but at the same time I couldn't have felt happier. It was a comfort to know how well loved I was.
The professor made another scan to make sure that the nightmare was gone, and the link between me and Morpheus was deleted. After everything checked out, everyone left me and Logan to go to sleep.
"Don't you ever do anything to me like that again, you hear me?" he said to me.
"I won't, I promise." I replied.
"Let's make love, one more time."
"I don't think that's such a good idea. That guy, Morpheus..."
"Trust me, the way that Sinister's going, I don't think that Morpheus is amongst the living anymore." I replied.
"Well, in that case. . ." Logan and I commenced another hour-long love-making session before finally turning in.
The next chapter is coming soon. And it definitely won't take as long as this one. Next time, "Discordant Melody".
Remember to send all comments to either email@example.com or firstname.lastname@example.org. Both addresses work perfectly now. Later, gators!