Precious To Me Always (Cross x Epic)

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:VERY IMPORTANT NOTES: 

- In my AU, Epic at one point in time was apart of the bad guys group, but, he left a long time ago, before Cross and him met. Epic is still in debt to Nightmare, so if Nightmare asks him to do something, Epic cannot refuse.

- Fell! Fresh aka Edge (the pic above) is Epic's friend (more of a brother to him), who helped him escape from Nightmare's gang, he is presumed to be dead by most everyone, only Nightmare can confirm whether this is true or not, everyone thought Edge was killed by Nightmare.

-  Fresh is the brother of Fell!Fresh, they are siblings in my AU.

Epic POV

Cross had a certain aura to him, an aura that told me something was wrong. I looked up at him. 

"Is something bothering you?" I ask him. He hesitates then nods.

"How do you know the bad guys?" He asks me. "Be honest, please."

I felt a shiver go down my spine at the mention of that group, while I was friends with some of the group members, I would never be friends with Nightmare, the ring leader, I could tolerate him, but, I know the only reason I'm allowed near Killer is because I'm a neutral and Nightmare likes Killer.

"I know the bad guys from the stars, though?" I offer. Not wanting to spit out the truth of everything.

"Epic...Do you trust me?" He asks.

"Yes- Absolutely, of course I trust you, why wouldn't I-"

He cut me off, "Then tell the truth."

There was a long silent pause. It was beyond uncomfortable. I finally spoke.

"Fine. I know them because back when it was just a small group, Nightmare, Killer, Horror, and Dust, I was apart of their misfit group. I- I was...I was in deep trouble and Nightmare offered me a way out of that trouble, of course I accepted," I started. Cross nodded.

"He killed off the men that were chasing me, freeing me of my troubles, I was in debt to him, so, I helped him out until I saw his truly evil ways, I couldn't do it. I got helped from an inside source and got away from him," I explain. "I still am in debt to him."

"How much?" Cross asks. I look up, shaking my head.

"None of that is your concern, I'm alright, it's not like he'll kill me or anything, I'm friends with his most trusted," I tell Cross. "Besides, Killer is pretty awesome, he wouldn't let Nightmare do something like that."

"A-Are you actually f-friends with Killer?" Cross seemed scared of the answer.

"Yes! Of course! Killer is amazing! He's so nice to hang out with and- and...Are you okay with that?" I ask him, unsure. He smiles at me.

"Yes, I'm actually glad you said that."

"I don't use people-" I tell him. He laughs.

"I didn't think so. And I wasn't implying that." Cross tells me.

"Oh. Well-" I cut myself off. "Why did you suddenly ask me that?"

"I ran into their little gang while I was out." Cross says.

"When I left?"

"Yeah, I figured I knew who was humming or whatever and I did. They have new recruits, apparently, too."

"Who?" I ask.

"SugarTwist!Sans aka Sweetie and BloodLust!Sans aka Blood." Cross swiftly recalls, a proud smile on his face. "Easy to tell they were kids."

"Oh. He's recruiting kids now? What the-"

I was cut off by a loud explosion from outside. Cross and I both flinch, turning to the door.

"I really hope that wasn't intended towards us." Cross mutters. I stand up, running over to the window, peeking out the curtains.

"Shoot. It's Scoundrel!" I tell Cross, shutting the curtains once more. Cross hums in response.

"What should we do about it?" Cross asks.

"Well, I mean, this is our home!" I shout at him. "We have to stop him!"

Cross stared at me blankly for a moment. "Oh. Right, right, let's do that." He says, I sigh and mentally face palm, he was such an idiot.

. . .

Ok, fine, he was an adorable idiot.

We raced outside, Scoundrel was fighting a hooded figure.

"Nightmare wants you dead! You shoulda stayed hidden!" Scoundrel yells at the figure.

"Well, damn, if you want me gone so bad, just let me go." The figure replies, laughing. "But, you're too hard-headed to do that, huh?"

"Shut the hell up and fight!" Scoundrel warns the person, running at them. They easily teleported behind Scoundrel, tripping him. Scoundrel was quickly up back on his feet.

"Should we interfere?" I ask Cross, we were both watching them go back and forth over and over again.

"It was your idea in the first place, Epic." Cross reminds me.

"Yeah, but-" I stop. "Wait."

"Wait what?" He teases.

"Jerk." I reply, glaring at him. He snickers. I turn back to the two. "Who even is that hooded figure? I think we should stop them and find out."

"Yeah, ok, let's go then!" Cross chimes, rushing forward without me.

"Hey!" I yelp, running after him.