Sanscest oneshots

A Rolling Cross

A photo stood on the stand showing Cross giving a bright smile standing next to Nightmare and Killer was in it.

"So who's my other dad?" Incubux asked. He was 10 years old.

"I'm gonna tell you a story." Killer gave a soft kind smile as his soul throbbed in pain.

"About who?" Incubux asked.

"Cross."

"Isn't that my dad?"

"Yep. Your dad."

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"Lonely boy is dreaming all the day"

Imagination

"Of things he knows are far away.."

Isolation

"Screaming out all the voices in his head"

Hurt

"Are now eating away Hear them eating away..."

Red..

"I wish I knew sooner."  Killer looked down giving a cold expression.

A knife in a cabinet.

A stained carpet.

How will Incubux feel if he grows up only having a uncle in his life....

Guilt crawled into his soul.

"I'm just fine." Cross muttered to himself knowing a knife near him.

He breathing out a sigh.

"You know, those words are gone with the wind?" Killer told him seeing through his lies.

So he fell short, more and more

"Thinking back to where he had made the mistake again!" The voice seemingly to bash against Cross.

"can't find it so I'll roll on..." Cross snapped running away from his problems and inner voices.

"One more time, One more time" Cross rose his hand.

Blood streaked his wrists.

"Please just let me roll for another day" Cross pleaded.

A bloodied rose.

"That's what he said, What he  said..."

"Don't you know the meanings are hidden under cover?"

"One more time?" Killer asked again.

"Just a little more, waiting til the day that I see the end" Killer  without realizing it threw Cross the knife Cross enjoyed having around not knowing the pain behind it.
(For people who don't know what the 'knife' means is that Killer didn't notice Cross was suffering before hand so he left Cross alone which symbolizes him not realizing him handing the knife to Cross.)

'I'll stop this breath from seeping out...for now.'Cross thought.

"Rolling Boy  has given it his all"

Bruises everyday collected on his avatar.

It's just too far the hue he recalls

"So faint." Cross sighed.

Screaming out all their voices hurt his head

Voices and headache

'But I'm not really fine...'

They're now mixing around hear them mixing around.

"No, I'm fine." Cross assures himself again and again.

"Still breathing out a sigh"

"You know, those words are gone with the wind?" Nightmare said the same thing Killer Said which felt the same thing every time Cross repeats.

No matter what "I'm fine" Cross squeaked.

A N D S U C H..

"So watch him climb the hill that He knows he'll always fall from" 'no one will help me from the pain I suffer.'

"Guess I'll roll again" Cross sighed tears streaking his face.

"Yeah one more time, one more time" Cross rose his hand.

More blood streaked his wrists.

"Please just let me roll for another day" Cross breathed.

"That's what he said, What he said"

Nightmare's face frowned looking towards the lines on his  wrists.

"Whispering the meanings he's hidden under cover"

"One more time?" Nightmare asked again.

"Just a little more, waiting til the day that I see the end" Cross replied choking up his tears.

"I'll stop this breath from seeping out...for now." He lowered his trembling hand.

One more time, one more time

Nightmare wrapped his arms around Cross engulfing him in a hug.

"Please just lemme roll for another day" Cross let out  as he tried to move but couldn't move out of his grasp.

"That's what he said, What he said."

Nightmares eyesockets looked down.

"Don't you know the meanings are hidden under cover?"

"One more time?" Cross asked.

"Stop it's fine."  Nightmare muttered.

"Are'nt you getting tired of doing this?" Nightmare asked him softly holding his wrist.

"I'll stop your breath from rolling out... for now." Cross felt everything crumble as more tears engulfed his face.

He won't have to roll anymore.

An adult Incubux stood before the grave of Cross and Nightmare As Killer stood beside him softly rubbing his shoulder.