I Chose to Run Instead of Breaking

Chapter Eleven: The Moon Rises

Warning: Character Death.

Every action.

Every Word.

Had a reaction.

Creation begat Destruction, Destruction bore the seeds of Creation.

Negativity paved the way for Positivity, Positivity mirrored Negativity.

Love and hate were on a seesaw.

"Checkmate," Destiny said.

"Again?" Fate asked as the pieces were wiped clear.

"Again," Destiny replied.

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Dust gagged and gasped for air, as Nightmare held him into the air by the throat.

"You brought a Star Sans into my base," the Falsely named being hissed angrily.

"Boss... Plea... ack," Dust said, freezing as his bones began to dust from the others grip alone.

"Boss, it was all of guys," Horror said, Killer and Cross were stock still.

"Well, you knew the rules. Star Sanses all die. But you let the smallest one escape," False Nightmare practically purred out.

Dust grasped at the goopy beings hand, trying to escape the ever tightening hand.

"Let this be a lesson," False Nightmare said releasing Dust, Dust fell the floor with a clatter.

But Dust never had a time to relax.

His form crumbled to Dust.

The others stared in terror, as False Nightmare brushed the crushed soul of Dust off his hands.

"Dust to Dust, how wonderful," False Nightmare said, and laughed.

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Blue woke with a strangle scream he barely managed to stop, his bones shivering in terror.

For a moment...

Such Negativity...

He slipped out of bed, pulling on a pair of jeans and a blue sweatshirt, a pair of old slippers and after a thought a purple scarf he'd never used.

Blue didn't bother sealing his Original magic away, something was tugging on it.

He slipped away from his AU, and found himself in a AU he didn't recognize but it seemed more a frontier world with cowboys.

But, the air was clean and night above with the full moon a silver disk in the sky.

No Distractions.

He held up his arms, which were glowing as hard as the moon above.

There it was, a jagged black terror laden piece of Negativity.

Now he had to disperse it... as that much negativity was bad.
To bad Dream couldn't help him.

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What woke him?

That was Dreams thought as he woke in the middle of the night, he sighed pushing himself up his covers slithering off him as he moved.

He rarely woke up at night, as his magic made him more day oriented.

He dressed and left the base, almost sleep walking to wherever his magic was calling.

"Oh..." Dream said, as his mind registered a beautiful night scene and a glowing skeleton under a full moon.

A moon glowing skeleton.

"NIGHTMARE!" He screamed rushing forward, not caring only a few days ago he'd seen the goopy Nightmare when looking Blue.

The glowing figure turned, facial expression unreadable due to the glow.

"I'm sorry..."

"BROTHER!" Dream cried in agony as the figure vanished.

The only proof he'd been there a purple scarf.

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Hate paused in his walk about the multiverse, and snarled.

So the real Nightmare was still about.

He quickly followed the fading magic of the real Nightmare.

"Swap huh," Hate said with a twisted grin.

After all, couldn't let anyone know the truth after all.