Murder and Ghost [Dust Sans x Reader]

chapter 3

It was the middle of the night. There weren't much people in the streets. Not much go out at night, mostly pass midnight. They all know that's where the mysterious killer usually strikes. The only ones stupid enough to go are drunk people, or people who are egotistic and thinks they're immortal. There are also a few, very little people that goes out at night to buy some necessities or they have not been informed.

Currently, the skeleton, you dubbed as Dust, due to the dust coating his clothes, was stalking a man,who seemed drunk,due to swaying and stumbling while he was walking. You were scowling, as he taunted the man. Making him jump at the littlest things, tripping him, making him aware of his presence. Now, the man was cornered, in a dark and secluded area, only the light of the moonlight was the only source of light. Due to you being dead, you can see both of them clearly, Dust might be able to see as well, as he seems to have no trouble in walking, even when you tried to trip him or make him bump into things.

Only when he tried to kill the man,did you intervene and grabbed his arms with your own, using your owm powers to float the man away.

"How DARE you interrupt me?"

Dust scowled, summoning one of his bone attacks and tried to stab you, yet it only passed through.

Once you were sure the man was safe and gone, you let go of the dusty skeleton, dusting your hands. He was growling at you, a scowl plastered on his face. You only sent him a smug smirk.

"Why not? Not like you can hurt me." You said, mocking a laugh as he scoffed. That wasn't the last you interrupted his planned murders, or the last time you saved the targets.

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It kept on happening. Again and again. You always hold him down, while using your own powers to put his supposed to be victims away from harm. It irked him so bad how he isn't able to hurt you. His brother Papyrus hasn't been showing up either when you got here, which made him hate you more. He hated you so much. He can't kill around you. His brother is gone the moment you arrived.

Today, he was lucky. He was able to overpower you. He found out,he might not be able to hurt you, but he can touch you as long as it wouldn't be harmful to you.

He managed to pin you down, as both your telekinesis and his rivaled against one another. In the end he won. Once the person was out of your hold, he summoned tons of bones from beneath and stabbed the person. He can feel the ExP increase, as well as his LV.

He looked down at where your form is. He loved that look. The irritated one you had on your face, knowing you failed to protect an innocent life. He laughed. If this is how you'll react everytime he killed someone, then he won't let himself get overpowered by some useless ghost.

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You felt your chest tighten as the person was impaled. You failed. You couldn't save them. It's your fault for being weak. Tears pricked your eyes, as you stared at Dust, glaring at him. Your (e/c) eyes turned to a bloody red. It met Dust's mismatched ones. Oh how you want to grab his hood, and just smash his face to the ground. You imagine yourself grinding his skull, hearing the scratching noises his skull makes while being grinded on the floor. The way his phalanges would scratch at the ground, trying to break free from your grasp. The pained screams or grunts he'll make.

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You won't lose to the other.

You'll make sure you'll win.

If it's the last thing you'll do.