⭐🌙No one pov 🌙⭐
Nightmare paced back and forth in his
office, his mind filled with panic. Why
is Dreams soul fading? Why is his aura
gone? Why is this happening? The
sudden knock on his door brought him
out of his thoughts, drawing his
attention to the door (Who is it?) he
asked, trying to calm himself down (It's
me, nighty) Of course its Killer,
Nightmare thinks before he sighs and
takes a seat at his desk (You may
enter...) Killer opens the door and
entered in, he looking at Nightmare
with a slightly worried expression (Are
you ok...? I heard you walking around
in here, is something wrong?)
Nightmare lets out another sigh,
thinking. He gestures for Killer to come
in and take a seat. Seeing this Killer
nods and walks over to the chair
against the wall, pulling it over to
Nightmares desk. He closes the door
before taking a seat in the chair. He
looked up at Nightmare, waiting for
him to say something, Nightmare looks
at him, Killer can see the frustration
and concern in his eyes. Something is
definitely wrong (Have you noticed
anything weird about Dream lately?
Anything at all?) Killer looks down
and thinks for a moment (well...He's
been looking weaker...more vulnerable
...He was kinda sad...and most of the
time...he was crying...and...) Killer looks
up at him, the worry in nightmare eyes
are as clear as day (He just looked pale,
tired, scared...he didn't seem to have
much hope left either...he just looked...
Broken...) Nightmares eyes widen,
worry, turning into fear, guilt... things
Killer thought he'd never see in
Nightmare (Nightmare did something
happen...?!) Nightmare sat silent, his
mind swirling with thoughts and
questions. Killer waited impatiently, he
wanted to know what happened,
whatever it is, it's driving Nightmare
over the edge (Nightmare!) He called
out for him, Nightmares breathing
quickened as more thoughts ran
through his mind, his whole body was
numb (...Killer...) He finally spoke (I
need you to go and check on Dream.
If he's unconscious check his soul if
he's awake come straight back to me)
killer was so shocked and said (nighty
whats wron___) before he could
continue his words nightmare
interrupted him (just please go!) With
that, Killer quickly got up and dashed
out the room. Nightmares was in a lot
of shock, He was breathing shaking and
his soul was beating so fast in his chest
For once in so long, he was fearful. The
whole room spun around his head, he
felt dizzy. The thoughts in his mind don't help in his situation.
Moments later Killer returns, his face,
pale Killer looks at nightmare and said
(It's f-fading...H-his s-soul...) He stutters,
(It's fading away...) he said clearly this
time, Nightmare began to panic. This
can't be happening...It can't be...
Nightmare gets up and starts heading to the cells, Killer follows him.
He walks past the cells quickly in the
direction of Dream. He didn't care
about anything else (Hey!) Cross yells
from his cell, seeing Nightmare and
Killer going towards Dream, Nightmare
ignores him, proceeding to open
Dreams cell door (Nightmare leave him
the hell alone! He had enough!) Cross
yelled, anger boiling inside him. He
didn't know what was happening (Say
something damn it!!) He continued to
yell. Nightmare approaches Dream,
who was lied on the bed looking almost
completely lifeless. Nightmare kneels
down next to Dream, shaking him
slightly (...Dream?!...) He called out,
(Dream come on wake up!) Cross
listens in, what's happening?
(Nightmare...what's wrong with him...)
He says, hatred lurking in his voice.
(WHAT'S WRONG WITH HIM?!) He
creams angrily as he struggles against
his chains. Killer looks at Nightmare,
very worryingly (...Killer...) nightmare
said to him (Yes?) Killer answered to
him (Go up to the third floor...the
hallway that everyone's are
forbidden to go there...go down that
hallway...there you'll see two doors,
one with a sun, the other with a
moon, go into the one with the sun,
and prepare that room, and don't ask
any questions...please...) Killer nods
and runs off once again without saying
anything. Nightmare continues to shake
Dream, hearing the rattling of Cross
chains in the background (...D-dream
wake u-up! I'm beggin-ng you!)
Dream remains unconscious,
Nightmares distress grows. He finally
picks up Dreams cold body and takes
him out of his cell. Cross spots him the
moment he starts to pass, holding his
lover, Seeing how lifeless he looked
made his soul stop. Rage boiled up
inside him (The hell did you do to
him?!...NIGHTMARE!!...) Once again
cross shouted with full rage (WhAt DiD
YoU do tO hlm!!DAMN IT!! ANSWER ME
NIGHTMARE!!) But nightmare walks
out of the hallway of cells and heads
upstairs, Dream still resting in his arms.
He walked down the hallway to the two
familiar rooms. He takes a moment to
look at the doors before heading into
the one on the left. Killer was in the
room too, he moves out of his way,
Nightmare proceeds to the bed, where
he lays Dream down. He stares at his
brother's body, tears were filled his
eyes (Is there anything you'd like me to
do?) Killer asks, walking over to Nightmare.
Nightmare stays quiet as he continues
to stare. Killer then grabs his left hand,
getting Nightmares full attention.
Nightmare looks at him, then looks
back at Dream (Just keep an eye on
Cross...try to not let the others
know...about this) Killer simply nods.
As he begins to leave, Nightmare
doesn't let go of killer hand, and Killer
stops when Nightmare grips onto his
hand. He blushes slightly and looks
back at Nightmare (Please, stay for a
little bit...kill...) Killer stares for a
moment, blushing, Nightmare, still
gripping onto his hand, most likely,
without realizing it. Killer doesn't mind
though, in fact, he hopes he never lets
go of his hand. His soul pounds in his
chest. His face getting hotter by the
second. He looks over at Nightmare,
knowing he won't be paying attention
at all to the contact. After a while, he
finally lets go...and Killer leaves, feeling
like he's on a cloud. Nightmare on the
other hand...sits there, staring at his
lifeless brother, the brother who loved
Nightmare so much. Nightmare was
afraid....afraid to lose that brother. He
didn't want to lose Dream. He thought
he didn't care for Dream anymore, he
thought he hated him. He thought...he
like to seeing Dream in so much pain.
But now, he just wants Dream to be ok,
he would give anything to see Dream
smiling face. He hate to lose him...He
doesn't want to lose him...He doesn't
want to lose his beloved brother...he
dont want to lose his...oly family he had....
Killer walked back down to the cells
still slightly blushing. He carried a plate
of food with him, knowing Cross would
probably be hungry. He got to his cell
and looked through the bars, Cross sat
there silently. He looked unstable, and
Killer could feel the energy his pulsing
rage was giving off. This side of Cross
always frighten Killer, Killer unlocks
the door and steps in with the food,
closing the door behind him (Where is
dream...) Killer feels his soul beat
quickened, his body tenses up. Should
he even answer? What should he say?
Killer knows for a fact Nightmare
wouldn't want Cross to know, but
anything he says could set him off.
(...Killer...Answer me...please...) Cross
wouldn't hurt him. Right? He can be
unpredictable, especially in the state
he's in at the moment (...Killer...)
Finally, he answers (...I only can tell
you...that...dream isnt in a good
condition...but...i promise you if
something changed in his condition i
will come and tell you) Silence fills the
air, the atmosphere in the room puts
Killer on edge. He doesn't feel
comfortable with Cross broken chains.
Killer walked forward towards Cross
and sets the plate of food in front of
him, where he can reach it with a little
bit of effort (...Killer...) The tone in
Cross' voice makes Killer for the first
time in his life...feel sad and regret He
begins to sweat a bit as his body shakes
slightly (...Tell me is he going to be ok...)
Those words repeat in his mind, his
soul beats rapidly as his breathing
becomes a bit shaky (...i really...dont...
know cross...but i think...nightmare...
can help him...) He manages to choke
out(...I'm sorry...cross...im really...
sorry...) killer said with a sad tone, but
Cross suddenly, burst out in tears, he
hugged his knees and palaced his head
On his knees...killer then hugged him,
cross said (...i c-cant lose him...k-killer...
h-his th-he...only person w-who...left for
m-me...) then killer said (i know cross...i
know...but you...must be strong...for
dream...) cross looked at killer and
nodded in respond then again put his
head on his knees and killer still hugging him...
[well 1529 words for now bye ^_^ ]