SUCCUMB TO THE DARKNESS AND DESTRUCTION

Chapter 23

Nightmare's pov

I could hear Error shuffling around in the room. He tried the lock a few times, but couldn't get out. I installed locks outside the door, this way only I was able to let anyone out. This proved to be very useful.

One time, Horror went insane. The little shit tried to eat me!

Well... was to be expected of a starving monster.

But did I care? No.

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"BOSS!! BOSSSSS!! HELP, HORROR'S GONE FERAL-!"

Killer screamed at me, running behind me and cowering.

"Wha- get away! You moron, you have work to be doing!"

I yelled at Killer, who just ducked behind me further. Who the fuck does he think he is to use me as a shield?!

Then, it happened.

A blur hit me smack in the face, and the world seemed to spin rapidly, and I couldn't breathe. There was pressure on my chest, and I felt something bite into my shoulder ferociously.

I quickly swatted at it with all my might, tentacle whipping a white and red figure off of me.

With a sharp whimper, Horror hit the wall, sliding down the wall on his back until he crumpled into a sitting position.

"Tch. That's what you get."

I scoffed. He snarled, drool spilling from his mouth. Gross.

I turn my back to him, walking away. Mistake. I felt a force on my back, and hands latching onto my tentacles. I slam my tentacles into the ground, taking the culprit along with them. I hear a crunch, and slam them one more time.

Turning around, there's Horror crumpled on the ground, bleeding and groaning. I bend down to his level, grabbing his throat and forcing him to look at me.

"NEVER DO THAT AGAIN. AM I CLEAR?"

All I get is a whimper. Pathetic.

"I SAID AM I CLEAR?!"

I boomed, and Horror clamped his eyesockets shut.

"Y-Yes!"

He rasped, shaking like a leaf. I dropped him to the floor, and I heard another crack. Then I walked away.

I heard him lunge towards me again, the little shit just won't give up! What the fuck did I just tell him never to do again?!

I dodged claws, and grabbed him by the waist with a tendril. I teleported to a guest room, Horror twitching and jerking rabidly in my tentacles.

I threw him into the room, shutting the door and locking it. Within an instant I could hear him snarling, and throwing himself against the door. The screeching of Horror and his claws raking the door was heard.

"Geez, boss... he just wanted a tentacle sandwich, he's hungry..."

Killer came out of nowhere.

"Shut the fuck up."

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I heard a glitched shout, and I could feel his helpless anger seeping into my soul. Did I forget to mention how good it feels to have him and his negativity back?

Ahhh, I can feel his feelings filling me right up. Mm that's soo good.
(Ew, Nightmare's horny.)

"Hey boss, why do you have that look on your face...? It's gross."

Killer came out of nowhere, and I spin around to face him.

"What- shut up! I don't know what you're talking about!"

"Yeah yeah, whatever you say. I'm bored, I'm leaving."

Killer then walked away. Little bitch. Why do I even keep him arou- no, that's a dumb question. He doesn't have stable emotions, therefore he doesn't feel guilt. I think.

(I know next to nothing about Killer. Bear with me, please.)

Still doesn't mean he gets to be a little shit.

Whatever, I want tea now.

3rd person pov

A few hours had passed. Nightmare had his tea, and listened to Error outside the door for a little while. He wasn't ready to see Error yet, so he decided to go to his office and plan out ways to harness Error's destructive abilities to his advantage.

Killer waited for Nightmare to get busy in his office. Killer snuck to the guest bedroom. He'd be unable to let Error out, as Nightmare had the key.

Maybe talking to Error would do him some good...?

"Psst, Error, ya there?"

Shuffling could be heard, along with a little sniffle.

"wHâT thE fŪçK dO ÿØù wAnT?!"

Killer snorted.

"Have you been crying? Pffft... the mighty destroyer who's destroyed thousands of AU's and killed millions in cold blood... was crying?!"

Killer began to laugh. Glitchy beeps and heavy breathing could be heard from the other side. So much for doing some good by talking to Error, all Killer's doing is provoking him.

"ś-ŠhÚt tHē fÚćK úP øR į'łŁ pRėŚš tHãT rëD bÙtTøń!"

"Oh? And what's that red button gonna do, glitch face?"

"íT'łŁ âłĒrT ñĪgHtmÃrÊ. wHêñ hÊ ćŌmÊś úP hErE i'lŁ tEłL hĮm yŌu wÉrE hÂrRãšIng mÊ!"

Killer scoffed.

"You really think he'll believe you, or listen to you? If anything, he'd encourage me teasing you for the negativity you give off. Or, I could just tell him I heard you yelling at those voices you hear in your head, but your insane, delusional ass mistook it for me mocking you. He'd never believe you Error, and there's nothing you can do about it."

Killer smirked when he heard several beeping noises and stutters.

Error began saying something, but his voice was way too glitched out to be understood.

"Eh? What was that?"

And then Error crashed.

Killer blinked when he heard a windows vista noice, and dial-up noises.

"Oh. I crashed him. Boring."

Killer went to his room to chill.