Chapter 8 ✨

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*Finally back into present times*

You saw the man crumple to the ground, his pink hair covering his face as he breathed raggedly.

You had promised yourself that night that you wouldn't ever harm anyone with your powers ever again.

No matter the circumstances.

You ran back as memories hit you, momentarily stunning and slowing you before regaining your senses and running again.

To where? Where do I go?

Quackity

You saw him, his wound bleeding and forming a pool that stained his hands red. He looked up to you and you saw his eyes clouding over and his shaky breaths. He was going to die. "You must be a bad-luck charm (Y/N), my life was going pretty good until I met you." He joked weakly but then coughed out more blood. He was in pain, but he was trying to make you feel better. He barely knew you, only trusted you enough to fight with him, and yet he was trying to make you feel better.

"I can help you, do you want me to help you?" You asked nervously. He tried to smile at you, "I think I'm pretty far off where no one can help me." You ignored him and pulled off his armor and placed your two hands on his chest.

You were weak and you knew it. You had used most of your energy fighting the pink-haired man, and if you used up too much of your energy you could die. You shook away the thought, you weren't going to die, you had gone through too much to die right now.

Quackity looked down in confusion as your hands began to glow and the wound slowly began to close up. Instantly you felt a deep sharp pain in your chest but you gritted your teeth and continued healing him.

You took your hands off him as you finished. "(Y/N), what was that?" Quackity asked softly, but his words were muffled. Your head felt light headed as the ground suddenly came closer and caught you.

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Darkness

Complete Blackness surrounded you.

You heard a strange throbbing sound behind you and you turned. It was a strange round and red egg-shaped object. It whispered words but you didn't understand them as they passed your ear. You tried to step forward but all of a sudden you were falling. You dropped down and down and down and then you hit the ground.

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You woke up with a gasp in a soft bed with a purple blanket on top of you.

A window was to your right and it was opened to let the  birds and the wind share their songs as they flew through the trees. The sun was up high in the sky, signalling that it was around noon.

You turned to your left and saw a boy with brown hair that curled softly around his head. Your heart leaped into your throat but at a closer look you realized that he wasn't Ryan. He was sleeping with his arms cushioning his head and they were on the edge of the bed near you. He looked so peaceful.

He had a multicolored hoodie on that matched the colors of the blanket.

I must be in his bed

What

Your face blushed a red so deep you could've been mistaken for a tomato. You tried to remove yourself from the bed without waking up the boy but as you began to move he woke up.

He yawned and saw you staring at him, "Quackity dropped you off here after the fighting because he didn't know where to put you, and his house is technically made of dirt... " He looked down and you realized that you were still staring at him, and you looked down embarrassed. "My name's Karl by the way."

He held out his hand and you shook it, "Nice to meet you, my name is (Y/N)"

And so it started, a journey of a lifetime.

Word Count: 635

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