the broken deaf soul

Negativity Overload

DUSTS POV:

I watched as ink ran after killer, to the room-

Hes not supost to go in there!!!

T̵̘̫̔͘͘h̵͖̻̫̔̈́̀e̴̻͇͓͑̚͘y̸͓͎͚̔̓̕ said not to let him in there.

I looked at dream, and the pink hair'd girl.

I have to make sure no one else gets in there.

Why can't they go in there-

Who's T̵̘̫̔͘͘h̵͖̻̫̔̈́̀e̴̻͇͓͑̚͘y̸͓͎͚̔̓̕..?

No. Stop it-

I can let them past- but horror and cross still had a hold of me-

I tugged and pulled against his grasp, but horror had to much of a grip on me.

And cross was still standing in front of me, like a brick wall.

I felt more tears stream down my cheeks.

"Let me go!!" I begged.

They both stayed silent as they looked at the ground. I know them. They- no... we hate seeing any of the others sad, or scared. But they knew something is wrong with me-

Ẃ̸̼͙͐̐h̴̟͙̺̾͝͝ä̸̢͓͎́̈́͝t̵͇͔͆͑͜͝'̴͎̠̞̿͆̚s̸̡͖̈́̐͝ w̵̠̘̘̽̽̕r̸̠͓̻͛͌͆o̸̟͍̘̾́̕n̸̫͔͔̓͆͠g̵͉̞͐͆̔͜ ẅ̴͖͓̞́͒͝i̸̠̝͚̔͘͝t̵̡̝̝̐̓̔h̵̼̠̓́͜͠ m̴͚͉͉͌̓͠e̴̞͉͇͒̒͝.̵̼̠͊̀̓.̸̢̢̪͆̈́͆!̵̼͙̈́̓͐?̴̡̪̘̔̕

"Dont you understand!? T̸̢̪̽́̕h̸͎̝̙̐̐e̵͉̺͔͒̈́̕y̵̦̦̓͌'̸̢͔͍͊̀̕l̸̞͕̘̐̈́̓l̸͎͕͙̓͝ kill them all!! I'm trying to protect them!!! Please.....!!!"

I was shaking.

Badly.

Why was I being so weird..?

Dream and cq look at me. Dreams seems worried, yet disappointed, before rushing to the room.

Stop-

Dont go-

W̴͖͕̦̽͘h̵͙̝͍̾͛͑y̴̡̺̺̐́͠ w̸̢̪͆̒͝o̵̟̟̞̾͑̕n̴͙͍̝̔͋̀t̸͉̞̝͐͆̈́ t̸̢͔͕̓̀̚h̸̡͕͍͌̈́͌e̴̢͎̫͌̕͝y̵̺̘̟͌̈́̽ l̵͖̺̿͒͑͜i̵̝͇̙͑͘ś̴̢͍̝̈́̾t̵̫̘̾̈́̾e̴̼̻̟̒͊̾n̴̢͕͓̔̿͛ t̴̢̞̘̿̿̓o̸͙͚͎̒̒̚ m̸͍̟̠̈́̒͊e̸͚͙͉̕͘!̵̡̝͖͌̀̾?̸͔̠͔͒͆̓

Cq looks at me worriedly. Clearly confused and scared. But she follows..

T̸̢̫͒̒h̴͕̙͇̾̐͐e̴͇͕̪̓̽̈́r̸̞͙͑͋͜͠e̵̙͔͔̽̕ a̸̙̠͍͆̈́l̴̢͉̠̈́̈́͝l̴͔̝̦͆͒̕ g̴͇̘̻̿̈́͠o̴̢̝̻͆̐i̴̢͉̘̾͋̚n̵̝̠͙̓̀͆g̴̝͓̘̓̈́͘ t̸͉͕̪̐͒o̵̡̟͕͌̔ d̵͕̟̻̓́i̴̠̠͉̾̈́̈́e̵͖͍̠͒̈́̚

I break down.

My legs wobble and I collapse to my knees. Tears roll down my face, and I cant help but sob.

I begin to cry my heart out.

What's going on..?

Why am I so scared..!?????

Theres a loud pause before cross hugs me comfortingly. Horror rubbing my back.

I tremble and sob into the fluff of his jacket, but he doesnt seem to care.

Horror whispers comforting words into my ear as I break down.

I just want to protect everyone..

Why cant I protect a single person..?!

"I d-don-nt know w-whats happening to m-me"

I manage to stutter.

"Its ok dust.. you'll be ok.. it's not your fualt.. someone did something to you we think.." horror states

"Probably the same thing that's wrong with nightmare. Or the thing that did something to nightmare is trying to use you to protect it." Cross added

That didnt help.. I just broke down more.

I sobbed louder and they looked at eachother. Realizing theyd just made things worse.

But the crying didnt last long-

There was a loud crash and a a loud beeping sound.

No..

No no no no..

They where getting hurt! I was supost to prevent this!!!!!

I shot up and rushed to the room.

Nightmare was there, his eyes glowing a grass green. Error had been thrown onto a wall and was in a loud reboot. Dream ink, and the few gang members that where there where fighting him, wile cq worriedly try to get error out of the crash.

Memories came flooding back randomly as I stared at the eyes... they felt like they token over me.. they did take over me- that's why I didnt remember.. fate-

They made me pass out and forget..

They just made me belive I tripped.

Stop it-

Now!

Get out of my friend!

I showed almost no hesitation before rushing into the battle. Nightmare shouldn't be able to feel the pain. Not from what I know...

Last time this happened, I didnt feel pain

He should only be able to feel the pain of the wounds once he gets full control again.

That's what I felt.

Dream was silently crying, but fighting none the less. This was hard on him..

I could tell....

We spent hours fighting before fate seemed weak.

Weak enough for him to finally peak through.

Fate lunged back at an attack from cross, breathing heavy, exhausted. A small bit of goo began to drip from his body.

Small clumps of goo slipped off. And there eyes flickered for a split second from green, to purple-

Nightmare..?

Dream froze and looked at him

"Brother..?? Brother!" He shouted

"Nightmare! Nightmare please! I know you can hear me!! Stop!"

He yelled.

Everyone froze at the sight.

Negativity seeped off his eye. Revealing nightmare.

He mumbled something. But I couldnt hear it- it was to quiet..

The negativity slowly began to cover face again. His eyes beginning to flicker back. But something happened.

The pure goo dripped off his hand, indicating nightmare had control, and he spawned a staff, and at the end of that staff was a magic moon scythe.

Was that his positive form weapon..?

He tap'd it on the ground in a certain pattern. Before fate took over again, and the scythe fell to the ground, making a loud clattering sound.

What..?

I looked at dream. He seemed determined, and happy.

What was he planning

He mumbled under his breath, a very soft murmur

"Negativity Overload"

( hi guys. Sorry for the short chapter, yet again. But school has been making me loose motivation. But dont worry! I'm not gonna stop posting like I did last time. I will continue the story, and i will try to keep it at a steady pace, and I'm sorry if I seem to slow down. As always, I love you all, and have a nice day!! Byeee!!!! 💜🖤💜🖤💜🥰🥰🥰 )