Gore winced when he hit the ground, groaning softly.
"Why does this keep happening to me..where am I?" said the real Blood Dragon, immediately turning to face the wall and bring up his claws in defense at the possible onslaught that would befall him. That is until he saw that what once was crumbled, now stood strong. Clenching his claw into fists, the Dragon turned to see his mistress on the ground, sobbing hysterically. In seconds, Gore's expression had went from annoyance to disturbed. The look in the other Blood Dragons eyes, it had no life in them. Taking a step back, his claw moved to his chest in pure shock. That is until the hiss echo'd throughout the room, having the false Blood Dragon run away with a corpse that looked mangled in hand.
"..Is that what I look like?" Complete shock filled his eyes before running after the Dragon. "Are you attempting to fool me!? Again!?" Turning to face the hall in which the impostor ran down caused Gore to stop dead in his tracks. The lights started to disappear, one by one. Darkness started to creep toward him and his owner. With a loud growl, Gore ran his claws against the wall, scraping it before turning back to see his owner, crying in front of him. Her eyes, her words.. They were bleeding with sorrow. Was this an illusion too?.. How could he trust what he was seeing was real? Further more, if it was..did she know this was false?
	
"I gave you my word..." Taking a step forward, Gore looked at her with a hurt look in his dark teal eyes. "I swore..to always be by your side, to protect you and yours as if you are mine. That I would be here by your side, lass..until the end of your days..Even if you say such cruel things, that I am a monster..That I am stupid or an idiot for not moving when there is danger." Falling to his knee's, his arms around around her. He was shaking. 
"Mistress -- Rosalie, I know not if you are real, if this..illusion, was only meant for me..or for both of us. But I do know that whatever you had witnessed, whatever was before you just moments ago? Was false.. This place is an illusion, not true to the realm we belong to." Taking holding her tighter, he winced at the multiple wounds that she was pressing into. It was obvious that whatever he saw, also hurt him very deeply.
"I promise you, Rosalie.. The one who has dared forsake us to such a nightmare, Whomever has cast this void over us, forcing us to witness things that we dare not dream of? They will suffer far, far worse for hurting those I am to protect.." Despite the strength he was portraying, despite her servants lack of sobs? A pain that mirrored the very girl he held was also held within his eyes. 

It seemed that the false Blood Dragon had disappeared completely but that didn't stop Gore's own nightmares breaking through. A crumpling sound came at the wall that made Gore hold Rosalie tighter, staring at where it was coming from.
"For all of my strength, Everything that I've done.." Pulling back, he rested his hands on his owners cheeks, trying to force her to look into his eyes.
"I cannot do this alone, lass.. I need ye to focus, aye?" Looking at the wall for a brief period, he saw the blue Dragon which caused him to look away immediately. "The puppeteer of this illusion is cunning..but the realm that we are now residing in is no longer theirs to deal with as they please.." The wall behind them began to crumble as a somewhat broken roar came through, making the Blood Dragon actually wince. "They attempted..to show me something that would nay ever happen..if an impostor of me has dealt such a blow to you as they had tried with me?..Look at me, mistress.." Gore moved his hand lightly down her cheek, showing her his own eyes that still had remnants of tears within them. 
"I gave ye my word. You and yours are mine to protect..my own, and I have not yet failed. Monster or not, I keep my word.." Blood rain started to pour within the home, making Gore hold onto his owner tighter, hearing the wall shatter behind them followed by a loud, broken roar filling the home.

Gore quickly covered his mistress' ears to try and make it easier on her, grabbing her and jumping back when a blue tail swiped at them. 
"Please Rosalie..help me, I cannot do this alone.." Both of their nightmares were merging together as the two dreamers were coming together. As the corpses began to fill the home, Gore was doing his best to keep his owner away from them by taking them on and narrowing their numbers to mean nothing, slowly working down the hallway where the impostor had went. That is until they came to a dead end. With a growl, Gore looked at his owner one last time before hearing his own voice, turning back to face the impostor.

[b][i]'You are going to die too, mistress...like the many before you.'[/i][/b] said the false Blood Dragon with a hint of sadism.

"To the depths with that idea lad!" Gore rammed his claw into the wall, ripping into it as it fell onto the group and the impostor. Turning back, he pulled Rosalie in his arms and jumped through the hole, running toward a window, leaping through it. 
Taking a deep breath, he looked back at where they came from with a chuckle. "Seems as if the puppeteer is losing control, aye?" Turning his gaze back to her, his eyes widened at what he saw..or lack there of. Everything around them, even the one closest to them were gone, lost in the void of pitch black. Gore's eyes widened in fear before pulling Rosalie closer to him, feeling her in his arms and hearing her breathing. 
"Nay..this is not happening again.." All Gore could hear was her breathing and his own, followed by a cackling that he couldn't place. With a loud growl, the Blood Dragon shook his head and looked at Rosalie. 
"Rosalie..I need you to trust me..I will not let ye go into this darkness alone..I will stay with you, even if you cannot see it.."