Dream stared at the wall of his cell as the memories of his friends (could he really call them friends?) Visits echoed through his mind.
"I can't believe you!"
"I'm disappointed my duckling..."
"I hoped you would change for the better but I guess not."
"You ruined everything!"
"I'm glad you're in prison"
The thoughts continued louder and louder until one voice stood out to him.
"WHY DON'T YOU JUST DIE?! THEN WE COULD BE FREE!"
He couldn't recognize the voice, but as soon as it finished speaking everything went quiet. Then, as if on autopilot, his body walked towards the lava. Right b4 he touched it, it rose up to reveal Sam and an Angry Quackity. "What do you think you're doing?" Quackity said, holding his axe up to Dream's throat, making Dream back up. "You have 1 hour" Sam said, leaving and closing the cell behind him, leaving them alone. "What do you want Quackity?" Dream said, trying to be civil with the midget. Quackity lowered his axe as he spoke. "I heard you know about something called the revive book?". Dream visibly tensed, hearing the name of the book that cursed his bio(logical) family.
Flashback:
As Clay and his siblings walked outside, they saw their father, carrying a dirty chest along with his somewhat-intact satchel he brought with him everywhere. When he got to the shed next to the house, he put the chest down, observing the lock that was on it. It looked like some type of dragon head, though it was hard to tell because of how much dirt was on it. "Come help out here" he called to his children. "Get a bucket of water and a sponge, this is gonna need a real cleaning if your mom's gonna let us bring it inside for proper inspection". The father had a family business, well not really a business but hobby, it was just him, his kids, and sometimes wife observing and trying to identify old artifacts they found on their adventures. As the children got to work and cleaned off the front of the chest(most of it being the lock) the father got some of his books off the shelf. After scanning the whole shelf, he finally turned to his children, who were inspecting the now clean chest. As the father came closer he noticed one of his children, Clay was holding something in his hands. "What is that?" The father asked. "I don't know but you can't touch it." Clay said, getting into a defensive position. "Woah woah woah buster calm down. I won't touch it, but can I at least see it?" The dad asked, not wanting to have to fight the younger over an artifact again (btw dream won). Clay slowly shuffled towards his father, holding out the (closed) untitled book in his hands. "Where did you find that?" His father asked. "We don't have any books like that here and there is no stores or anything around here. " He continued. "Found it." Clay replied while flipping through the pages making sure no-one else saw it's contents. As Clay continued to read the others kept inspecting the chest or trying to open it. Key word try. "Ughhh....Why can't it just fucking open....." The older brother, nicknamed 'Night', groaned. "Well obviously we don't know." The younger sister, Drista, replied. "Wow thanks for the advice." Night said in a sarcastic tone. Clay looked up, getting annoyed buy his siblings bickering, "Shut up" he said, returning to reading the book. "Well why don't you help us instead of reading the stupid book." Drista replied, an annoyed look plastered on her face. H thought for a moment, "fine" he said, setting the book down and walking over to the chest. As Clay looked at the lock, he remembered something. "Hold on." He said, going back to the book, which he left on the chair he was sitting in previously. He flipped through the pages finally stopping to read one and sat it back on the chair. "This is going to be easy." He said, walking up to the chest. When Clay walked to the chest, he put two of his fingers on the two fangs on the dragon head and another on the left eye of the dragon. As he did this he heard a crack along with creaking of old metal springs. "Wow!" Drista exclaimed, pushing past the others to get a better look. When the others finally noticed that the sound was coming from the chest they saw a glow.
Then they heard a thud from inside the house.
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STAI LEGGENDO
Misunderstood
FanfictionHe has tried everything,people hate him but all he's doing is trying to help. While being tortured and barely kept alive, it has taken a toll on him with only one way to free himself. Will he really be free though??? Warnings: Suicide Torturing Deat...
