Afterdeath/Poth Story Pile (Complete)

my sunshine part 1

The Angst queen here to refill my feels meter √[͡° ͜ʖ ͡°]√)))

  The sound of metal colliding with the floor echoed, Goth heaved gripping his arm- or where his arm once was. Time was running out, his time was running out. He attempted to pick up his own scythe, only to fail by falling on the ground. Goth heard the steps, RC(reapertale!Chara) came into view, they chuckled as they tilted his head up. "My, my, my, looks like I was right, you really are pathetic!" Goth looked at them in the eye, they weren't wrong, this was kind of pathetic.

  RC moved to pick up the much smaller's scythe, they examined it with care. They smiled before raising the scythe above their head. "You have any pathetic, meaningless, last words?" "Yea actually" Goth looked up at the dark figure that came into view, "d-dad?" RC jumped as they turned around. "Oh, my luck, too kill two birds with one stone!" RC was half expecting the god of death to attack, but was surprised when he shoved them to the side, kneeling down to his sons level.

  Death examined the damage done to his son, his blood boiled. He carefully picked Goth up "d-dad, what a-are you doi-ing?" Death didnt answer, he made sure his grip was firm enough to keep Goth from falling, yet gentle enough to avoid further pain. RC stood back up, gripping the scythe again, they ran towards the two, ready the finish what they started, but a loud crash broke the moment of pure excitement. Now Death was angry, his scythe pointed at the child, room grew colder. Death didnt stand up, he stayed seated, it was much better for Goth anyways. "Get up and fight" RC commanded, the room was freezing. The god sta d completely silent focusing on his son.

   His injuries were fatal, Death didnt have enough time. Instead of listening to the small child, he only teleported out of there. He just had to get Goth home and safe before he could fully inspect the wounds. Once home, Death stood up, quickly laying his son on the couch, hoping that Geno didnt hear them.

   Its for the best if he didn't see Goth, who was now wheezing and breathing heavily. Death slowly removes his son's shirt and cloak. Careful not to hurt him further or open wounds up. He looked at the injuries, his attention was pulled to something else as he heard footsteps coming from the hallway. Geno looked tiredly over seeing Death, who's hands were now covered in blood, it startled Geno greatly "Death a-are you ok?" No reply. Only heavy breathing, Geno made his way over. Panic built up, until he noticed, Death didnt have a large wound that would cause that much blood. As Geno slowly  approached the couch, he noticed the white figure laying there, it hit him like a brick. As when he looked at his son, he nearly screamed at the amount of blood that covered the small frame.

Death stood up, slowly, and made his way towards his spouse. He pulled Geno into a hug, carefully making sure he didnt startle him any more then he was already. "I'm sorry". Geno didnt say anything, he was still in  shock. Millions of thoughts ran through his mind at once, he didnt notice Death pulled away to attended to their son.

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Hue hue hue, you'll have to wait for part two >:3 does Goth live or die? That will be up to you guys