(This is my first time writing something like this sooooo I hope you don't kill me!>:3 Thanks!Ps. Dreams code name is shattered and inks code name is Spill)Pov Dream:The irritating ring of alarms rang through the halls of the museum. I ran faster as a heard the faint sound of tapping."Well this *huff* went well." Said a sarcastic voice."Oh, shut it Spill!" I heaved back as we reached the exit of the museum. I quickly tossed the sack over to ink. He clumsily grabbed the sack, then started to head far out the door. I turned around now becoming face to face with three police officers. I grinned."Hello, Officers." I said with a smug look."WHERE IS IT!" Yelled the Officer in the middle. Another Official mumbled something under her breath. "WELL?" He said. Did he honestly think I was going to give him a answer?"I'm sure I don't know what your talking about!" I attempted to put on the most innocent face as a could. The officer gave me a pissed off look and pointed his gun at me. I looked at his hands they were practically trembling! "There's no need for that." I said putting my hands over my head. The cop to his left shot a dirty look at me."I'll ask you one. More. Time where are the things you stole!" I turned my attention back to the officer in the middle. I rolled my eyes; I knew what was going to happen if I didn't answer. Even if I did there's no chance in hell they'd find ink, who was probably half way to the other side of town by now."They are long gone." I said, well there was no reason to lie. The girl cop walked over to me."You now have the right to remain silent, anything you say can and will be used against you!" She walked behind me and tugging my arms behind my back. I let out a grunt in pain. I felt the familiar feeling of cold hand-cuffs being snapped around my wrist's. The other two officers had a moment look of confusion before they started to walk back to a police car that was parked in the front of the museum. I stood there for a second, then I felt a gun to my head. "Start walking, and don't start any funny business like last time!" The girl said before pushing me towards the direction of the other cops."Fine, Fine..." I mumbled as I started walking. Without even realizing it we had reached the cop car. I gulped I knew that if I went in the car there was a good chance that I'd end up being shot. These police-officers in particular never did their job correctly. Especially if they knew they wouldn't get caught. One of the officers opened the car door and the girl behind me shoved me inside. I wasn't going to lie I was on edge this was really bad. I wouldn't even be so worried if they had caught me with the items me and ink had stolen because then they couldn't shot me since they had a reason to throw me in a jail sell. Now however, I knew how it would go down. I'd get shot, they'd go to a run down gas station I few blocks down. Then they'd throw me out in whatever was left of the gas station parking lot.I started to hear the rumble of the car engine as one of the cops gave me a sadistic look; to me This was a warning about what was about to happen. The car started to move and I quickly looked over at the door lock which they of course forgot to lock. I smiled with relief as a fiddled with hand-cuffs. The car moved over to the main road and stopped at a red light. I needed to get out of these damn cuffs if I wanted a chance to get out of here. The light flashed green and the car started to move. I kept messing with the hand-cuffs I gave looks at the officers to make sure they weren't paying attention. We turned a corner and I started getting nervous. I traced my fingers on the cuffs trying to find a latch to release them. I shoved my hands in a weird angel which hurt more then it intended to. I found the latch and pushed on it a few times while pulling my hand apart. They came off and I looked at the officers who seemed to not even care. I took I deep breath as we turned another corner. I looked at the door, I had to get out of here....I needed to get out! I braced myself and with one swift motion I shoved the door opened and lunged my body out of the car. I heard the car behind me swirl and screech. I landed with a thud on the concrete road. I grabbed my arm as a suddenly felt a shock of pain. "Shit! Come on come on!" I thought as a stumbled to get up."YOU!" I heard the officer say, the sound of running got louder. I couldn't wait; I ran randomly down a street taking every turn and twist in attempt to escape. The sound of the cops feet drifted off and I knew I'd lost them. For now. I started to walked down a ally. My arm was in a large amount of pain from the fall,"I must have sprained it....or broke it!" I shuddered at the thought of breaking it. There were to many problems at the moment to deal with and I could deal with them if my arm was broken. I walked out from the ally and looked a near by sign. "Under street" I sighed."If Ink wasn't a dick and was still at the safe house then that would still be a 30 minutes walk. 20 if I ran maybe...he probably left though. Damnit I shouldn't have left him with my stuff." I started to walk towards the safe house or the star sans hangout as ink liked to call it. I have been working with ink for years we were well known for being able to steal many if not anything. It usually came at a cost of one of us getting caught first. We had became skilled at hiding who we where, names and all. It was easy however skeletons were common and all we really needed were code names and some 'makeup'. If people really knew who we were there would be more people then I'd like to think that would be more then angry. (Flashback)"So we meet again, Dream!" Nightmare said, Dream coughed as nightmare tightened his tentacle around Dream making it increasingly difficult to breath. "After all these years I finally got you." Nightmare let out howls of laughter as he watched Dream suffer. Tears started to run down Dreams face as could hardly breath at all. "I...I-m s-s*cough*sor-sorry.." Dream managed to say. He started to see dots in his vision as he started to try to take in more air. Which was seemingly impossible. Nightmare laughed even more. "Do you honestly think I care for your pathetic apology's! I don't give a shit! I'll have great satisfaction in killing you!" Nightmare tightened his tentacle around Dream more. Dream gasped and choked trying to find any air. Nightmares laughing came to a halt as a swift of color tried to attack him."I-ink!" Dream chokes out as the tentacles grip loosened. Ink punched nightmare with his brush full force. Dream fell to the ground taking mouth fulls of air. Ink ran over to Dream leaving Nightmare shaken on is knees. "Are you Okay!" Ink said, he tried to sound worried but failed. Dream nodded looking over at Nightmare and frowned. "We need to retreat." Ink whispered as he helped Dream up. Dream just nodded and opened a portal with the little energy he had left. They ended up in the doodle spear or at least what was left of it after Error had attacked resonantly. "That was way to close." Ink said putting Dream down. "I know."Dream said trailing off. "It's just what are we supposed to do?" Dream looked up at Ink. Ink looked around the doodle spear, then looked back at Dream."They always hurt us right." Dream nodded he was a bit confused my Inks statement. "And we have the right to fight back, right?" Ink said kneeling down to Dreams level. Dream was worried now."Yes? Why?" Dream said. Ink looked at Dream, he had an idea."Why don't we give them the taste of their own medicine! Then maybe they won't keep doing..." Ink looked at Dreams wounds. "This." Dream thought about this for a moment. He didn't want to hurt his brother but what other chose did he have? Dream looked at his surroundings and then all the marks that were left from Nightmare's attack. "Maybe....for a little bit.." Dream said. Inks eyes seemed to light up at Dreams response. (Flashback ended)I thought back to the first time when me and Ink decided to take on the "villain" streak. I never thought in a million years that we would have gotten to this point. I turned down another street."Only a few more blocks..." I walked down the street. I was desperately hoping Ink didn't leave the safe house yet. It wouldn't matter if he did sense I'll just talk to him tomorrow, but I didn't want this walk to be in vain. Ink also had a bad habit of selling his share in a black market even tho I told him not to. I walked down another street named "fell street"."Shit" I thought. The Underfell brothers lived here and even though they don't "know" me I still have had a fair share of unfortunate encounters with them. I hoped I wouldn't run into them. They ran a mafia administration on this side of town and I have been dangerously close to being mugged by them. I jogged down the street wanting to leave as soon as possible. "Aye! You!" Fells voice shouted to me. I turned around. "So much for that..." He walked up to me with a thick cigar in his mouth. The closer he got the more it reeked of smoke. "Do you need something?" I said shooting a quick glare at fell. If I wasn't undercover at the moment I would have reported him to the police, but I can't do that now. "You that punk from the ally!" Fell puffed out smoke from his mouth while he spoke. The smoke went right in my face and I tried not to cough. "Yes?" I said. He had been referring to the last time he ran into one another, only a few weeks ago when me and Ink had a heist at a local bank. "You didn't give us the cash, your in debt!" Fell had a mad grin plastered on his face. He knew I didn't have anything at the moment, my arm was hurt for crying out loud. He just wanted a reason to kill me. "Oh, am I now? I thought you were the one is debt?" I said. Fell looked at me in confusion which soon twisted into anger. He wasn't in any debt but neither was I.
"DON'T F$@& WITH ME YOU PEICE OF SHIT!" Fell screamed. I knew I'd messed up it was time to run. I turned around and dashed away. I heard Fell yell meaningless curses at me as I ran. A part of me was surprised he didn't chase me down, then again he was probably just waiting tell he could get me cornered.(La time skip~ cuz' I'm lazy as shit!)I finally got to the safe house. It was broken and was made of mostly rusted metal which was fine with me as long as no one came here. I walked inside only to be introduced by Ink sitting on the sack of items playing with some paint on the ground. "Ahum!" I looked at Ink he looked up and suddenly stood up."There you are! What took you so long?" He grabbed the sack and walked over to me."Some issues with the police nothing serious. What were you doing?" I looked back over at the paint that were spread all over the ground. Inks Hands were covered in black, blue, red, and yellow paints. Ink looked at me sheepishly."Oh I was just ummm...drawing." He rubbed the back of his skull with his free hand. I walked over to see what he had drew. "W-Wait uhh..." I looked at the ground only to see a portrait of error. I was confused and looked over at Ink who looked nervous."Okaaayyy then...how about we just leave.." I said walking away from the drawing. I didn't know why Ink would draw error they we're enemies after all. I shrugged it off as one of inks corks. "Yeah.." Ink said shuffling to the exit or what was still there. I walked over and opened a portal to what was currently my house. (Hope you liked part 1! If you want me to continue then please let me know! Bye~)
