Blessed by Night Chapter 211: Come Outside, I Won’t Jump You

"I've never seen anything like it before... It was the first ti in a while that I can recall feeling afraid like that." Mal said honestly.

He was sitting in the living room of his quarters, using his daughter like a therapy pet as he gave a brief summary of previous events to not only the won in his life, but also to the group he'd just gone on a mission with.

Unsurprisingly, they had all co down here looking for so sort of explanation after Mal had suddenly chucked them through a hole in the ground without warning.

"It was huge... and ugly." He said with a shiver.

"How ugly exactly?" Bianca asked.

"T.I's wife."

"Damn."

The group sucked in their teeth as they visualized the horrifying creature, and understood firsthand why he was so traumatized.

"It asked .. about my bloodline. Made it seem like it wanted to identify but couldn't."

"Identify..?" Sei said worriedly. "Does this an that they have a system for classification that is different from our own?"

"This is incredible... I have never heard of a nightmare displaying such intelligence, much less alluding to so kind of society. " Luna muttered.

Malachi was glad that they were all finding this so damned interesting, because he was pretty sure that the mory of everything he had just experienced was going to live in his head rent free for quite a while.

He suddenly lifted up Cami, and brought her small and cute face closer to his own.

"What do you think about all this, munchkin? Any bells being rung about an otherworldly society?"

"Bu..."

"Yea, I figured that." Mal said honestly.

Part of the reason that they were able to form the relationship that they did was because his blood had sohow acted as a barrier that protected her from the neural network of other nightmares.

Though how exactly that happened, even he was not sure.

But because it had, Cami never developed the full ego or knowledge of her people and who they were, or even what their goal was.

"I've been aning to ask, but... Can you really understand her gibberish?" Aubrey asked.

Mal gave his daughter a funny look, almost as if he hadn't realized she hadn't been speaking in perfect English this whole ti.

Turning back to his sister, he smiled as he held up Camille's face beside his own. "What can I say? We just have that special Father-Daughter connection."

"Ada!"

Everyone else rolled their eyes, save for Mal's fiancé's.

No matter how many tis they saw it, they were constantly amazed and enamored with the relationship that Mal had ford with his daughter in such a short ti.

It really was touching to see, and reaffird the choice they had all made in choosing him.

"So... back to the topic of this talking nightmare.. Are you going to try to communicate with it again? Maybe you can learn why they are attacking us." Serana asked.

Mal wouldn't lie and say that he hadn't thought of her reasoning himself already, but he didn't want to sit here and act like he wasn't a bit worried about what he would do if things beca hostile.

He got away the first ti, but he wasn't exactly certain he'd manage to pull off that magic trick once again.

And he already knew from his battle with Arias over a year ago that nightmares were fully capable of inflicting harm to avatars.

He had seen so himself, right when Shear had gotten the drop on the leader of the new day and stabbed him right in the chest, sending him toiling into a fit of agony.

The last thing Mal wanted was for sothing like that to happen to him on a much grander scale.

If he was going to go against that thing, he was going to need to have so way to defend against it first.

Or at least learn so new tricks to close the distance in power between them.

"Just... give a little ti first, yea? I want to make sure I can be ready incase things go south."

"Of course, don't pressure yourself. All any of us really want is for you to be safe and not get swallowed up by so creature again." Serana said honestly.

Mal smiled wryly as he took in the sight of everyone in front of him nodding in agreent.

"Aww, you all are worried about . It's so touching I think I might-"

"Shut the fuck up."

"Yea, yea."

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Night had already fallen on the exciting day not too long ago, and most in the base were beginning to fall asleep.

But of course, this was the ti where Malachi beca the most active and was in need of stimuli to pass the ti.

Normally, this ca in the form of sex or unclothed cuddle sessions.

But right now, all five of Mal's won were sleeping in bed already; as they had already been exhausted by him earlier in the day.

Currently, Mal was in Camille's room, lying on the floor beside her crib.

Being a baby seed to be really exhausting for the forr nightmare, and she was sleeping nearly as peacefully as her mothers were.

While his daughter slept, Mal had his nose buried in another textbook from Bianca's stash, this one pertaining to gravity and the theories around it.

After reading this book for almost an hour, he had co to one, inescapable conclusion.

"I am going to fucking kill myself."

Malachi Saint was a lover of the arts, psychology, literature, and so history.

Math and sciences absolutely weren't his thing, and every ti he tried to understand it he felt like eating a bullet through his nose.

This was all so frustrating!

Letting out an exhausted sigh, Malachi closed the book and simply lie on the floor staring up at the deep black ceiling that was painted with stars.

"This… is impossible. How am I supposed to-"

'I'm here to finish our conversation. Co outside.'

Imdiately, Mal's blood ran cold as he sat up on the floor in clear distress.

He wasn't sure if he was imagining things or if the voice in his head was really the sa as the creature he only barely escaped from this afternoon.

His heartbeat was thumping so loudly that he was sure he would wake up everyone in the house if he didn't calm it down.

'No, that's what I should do..! I have to get everyone out of here before-'

Mal had just begun to reach in Cami's crib to get her to safety when the voice from before played in his mind once again.

'You have no need to disturb the slumber of everyone sleeping here. I only want to converse, nothing more. There will be no violence on this day.'