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Memories Triggered (Jackle x Creepy! Child! Reader) Sequel to 'Her Ghost Sisters'

Written for: @mayordebbieminecraft

Sorry for the long wait! Hope you enjoy it!

When Jackle took you, his human friend, to Reala's domain, he was so convinced that you and him would get along just fine. He had hoped that the Nightmaren General would be impressed by the young girl's skills.

Wrong.

The moment that Reala took one good look at you, he narrowed his eyes in contempt. He really did not like you at all. To him, you were just a regular Visitor that he can easily prey upon.

It was also when the taunts would start. You would be lying if you said that the vile words he spoke didn't bother you at all. It was almost as though he had a terrible motive in mind.

"You must be all so alone," Reala taunted again. "Why is that, child? Is it because you have no friends? Is it because you have no family to go to? You will always be alone, no matter how much you cry."

Those words suddenly triggered your memories. And you slowly started to realize why you were always always alone. Why people feared her.

Flashback:

It was the year 1692 in Salem, Massachusetts. The time where witchcraft became a crime. The majority of the victims accused of commiting such a thing were women themselves. Women that were seen as too beautiful, too outspoken, too skilled with herbal medicine, too loud, too quiet, or anything else really. It was a nightmarish experience, seeing sisters turn on each other when they were testified.

Children weren't spared either. They were practically tortured into confessing their experiences with any 'witches' that they've encountered. You've experienced it all despite the fact that you were just turning 7 today. And it didn't help that your mother was an actual witch that practiced witchcraft. You perked up when you saw your mother had come home, a wrapped package in her hand. "Happy Birthday, Y/N," She said with a sad smile. "Go on. Open up your present." She handed the gift to you.

With a smile, you opened up the package. Your eyes lit up at the object inside. It was a ragdoll, just what you've wanted. The doll had H/C yarn hair that tied in two braids with F/C bows at the ends, E/C eyes that were painted with exquisite detail, and it wore a matching F/C frilly dress. "Thank you, Mommy," You said to her while hugging the little doll. Your father, Cara, and Annabelle all watched with smiles on their faces.

But as usual, all good things came to an end.

Witchcraft wasn't the only thing that affect the people. Diphtheria was the illness that spread around your hometown. Lots of people had suffered and died from it. Unfortunately, that illness took your father, Cara, and Anna away. You were now left with just your mother.

The next thing you knew, your mother pulled you aside. "I don't want to lose you, Y/N," She said, tears streaming down her cheeks. "So I have to do what I must so I'll never lose you like I lost your father and sisters."

Before you could say anything, your mother began chanting something in Latin. Her pink magic flowed towards you and suddenly surrounded both you and her. Your mother still chanted while the magic spun around the both of you. After what felt like a long time, your mother stopped chanted and her pink magic faded away.

"Mommy, what did you do?" You asked her.

"I casted an immortality spell on the both of us," Your mother said. "We'll be able to live forever. However, there are flaws with this spell."

"What are the flaws?" You asked.

"You can't die, but you'll still be able to feel pain," Your mother explained to you. "Meanwhile, while I won't die of old age, I can still die of other causes."

"So we can both live forever?" You asked. "As long as nothing happens to you?"

"That's right," Your mother said with a smile. "Just whatever you do, don't let anyone know that your mommy's a witch."

You nodded in agreement, determined to keep your mother safe.

Unfortunately, even if you didn't say anything, your mother's secret was found out. The locals discovered that she did witchcraft. Now, they wanted to take her away from you. But you were hidden in the basement, covered in a black cloak, and staying as silent as possible. You suddenly heard someone break into your home as well as the sound of a struggle.

Your mother's screams were what scared you the most. You wanted so badly to see if she was alright. The struggle continued until all of a sudden, there was nothing but silence. You heard the people talking to each other before they left.

Your heart broke as tears fell from your eyes. You were too young to know what really happened, but you knew that your mother wasn't coming back. Everything around was just…silent. Before, you used to enjoy the silence. Now, not so much. Suddenly, it was broken by the sound of a familiar crying. You turned to see who it was. It was none other than Anna! Despite being herself, she was still a ghost.

"Anna?" You softly called to your younger sister. Anna sniffled and looked at you, eyes bloodshot and red from all the crying. It was obvious that she was frightened of the fact that she was a ghost. With a small but comforting smile, you gave Anna your rag doll in an attempt to comfort her. A smile lit up your younger sister's face.

Later on, you took notice that Anna had become attached to your doll. Right to the point that she decided to use it as a vessel. Of course, Anna wasn't the only one that wanted a vessel. Cara, your older sister, still had a habit of believing she was the best even in death. You two never got along with each other even back when she was alive. But that didn't mean that you didn't love her.

Being a total brat, Cara decided that she wanted to make a fool out of you. She chose to use you as a vessel. You struggled to free yourself from her control when you remembered something: your mother's talisman. Grabbing it, you decided to wear it. This caused Cara to be forced out of you. Now, everytime that she would try to use you, Cara would be pushed back by an invisible force. You were now protected.

Things changed as time went by. In the year 1980, some people found you wandering around all by yourself. So they took you to an orphanage which was you had been living in since with your ghost sisters either inside the room with you or outside. Life in the orphanage was not pleasant to say the least. First, the kids would call you names like 'creepy', 'strange', and 'freak'. They pretty much treated you like a burden. The staff were the only ones that were kind to you, but even then, you could see the fear in their eyes.

And that was how you came to be.

Present:

Snapping out of your memories, you felt so much anger build up inside you. But this anger was unlike any anger that you've felt before. It was so strong that it practically unlocked a power that you didn't know that you had: psychokinesis.

Within the blink of an eye, you grabbed Reala with your power. This made the Nightmaren General to caught off guard. Even Jackle was taken aback at what he was witnessing right in front of him. Reala's confusion turned to anger upon realizing that he couldn't move, no matter how hard he tried to do so. "How dare you attack me!" Reala growled.

While holding him, you spoke to Reala in an angry tone, "Do you know what it's like to be a burden to society where people talk about you behind your back!? But when you turn around to ask them to stop, they just run away from you!? They call me creepy, strange, a freak, and many more! I was broken since a thousand years ago, but ever since I met Jackle, he fixed me! He's my first and only friend! AND I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME!!!"

With that, you threw Reala against a wall. It was enough to leave a large crack. Enraged by this, Reala got up and flew towards her, ready to land a really hard punch. "You'll pay for this, you foolish Visitor," He snarled. "Nobody lays a hand on me!" But the girl grabbed him with her power and threw him against the wall again.

Jackle didn't want this to happen. He wanted the two to stop fighting. "Guys, please stop your fighting," He called to them. But neither you nor Reala heard him. You both still fought with each other. With a sigh, Jackle quickly took you and went back to his domain. When they arrived there, your anger suddenly vanished. You felt tears try to swell up into your eyes, but you held them back. You didn't want to give Jackle the impression that you were weak.

Suddenly, Anna's soft voice spoke to you. "What's wrong?" She asked, concern in her tone.

You looked down at Anna. Memories of Anna being sick with the illness flooded through your mind. You could still hear the cries of pain that she made as Anna's condition got worse before her death. Snapping out of your memories once more, you found yourself sitting on the floor and crying with Anna, hugging her while doing so. Worried, Anna returned the hugs. Your cries turned into loud sobs.

Your sobs were heard by Jackle himself. The Second-level Nightmaren came to see what was going on. "Hey, are you okay?" He asked.

"…No," You said, shaking your head. "I didn't want to… I didn't mean for it…"

"Kid, it's fine," Jackle said, shrugging as though it wasn't a big deal. "To be fair, I should've saw this coming. Reala is…not the most friendliest Nightmaren to be with. On the bright side, at least now, I'll learn not to leave you with him. Between you and me, I sometimes find him grouchy all of the time."

You calmed down a bit. With a hand, you wiped away your tears. "You do?" You asked.

"Oh yes," Jackle said with a nod. "Though, I do find his grouchiness rather amusing. Especially when I enjoy pestering him from time to time."

You let out a chuckle at what you heard. The thought of Reala being aggravated by Jackle was pretty amusing.

"But is it true that I'm your first and only friend?" Jackle asked you.

You sadly nodded. "Ever since I was put in the orphanage, I was shunned by all of the kids there," You explained. "The staff treated me with kindness, but I knew that deep down, they feared me. I still live in that orphanage…"

Jackle let out a slightly insane chuckle. "Well, here in the Night Dimension, you don't have to worry about being friendless," He said. "Because from now on, we are friends. You will always be my favorite Visitor, no matter what."

You smiled at this and took Jackle's hand. "Can I meet the other Nightmarens?" You asked. "What are they like?"

Jackle bursted out laughing. "Oh, they're something," He said. "You might as well prepare yourself for the one that you're about to meet. Her name is Puffy. She does have a bit of a personality, but I love her."

You nodded, now looking forward to meeting the other Nightmarens.

Hope you like it. Once again, my apologies if Jackle's character is not accurate. I'm not great at portraying insane characters.

#nights into dreams #jackle the mantle #reala #x reader #angst with a happy ending #fanfic

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