Silent Stars

Chapter 7

hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm 

man i told myself i wouldnt take too long for chapters yet here i am. motivation go brrrrrr

It has been way too long lmao

Slight tw: Self Harm, scratching

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Killer's pov.

In an instant Killer dashed from his kneeling position to try and stop Horror from killing Dream. He immediately knew that he would never be able to intercept Horror fast enough to block him, so he did the next best thing, which was to take out his knife and knock Dream to the side by basically stabbing him in the shoulder. 

'ouch,' he thought internally, as he threw his knife, which drew a yelp from the skeleton as it made impact. 

It barely saved Dream from becoming a head dog, but Killer knew he had no time to lose as he ran as fast as he could to try and incapacitate Horror, hopefully without hurting him. As he stood between a bleeding Dream holding Ink, and Horror, he really didn't know what he was supposed to do, because he was really freaking out. He had never seen Horror like this. 

"What are you doing", Horror growled out, who was gripping his axe so hard it looked like it was about to snap in half.  

"I know how you are feeling Horror, but this won't do anythi-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Horror screamed out, his voice sounding raw. "HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT WHen it's their fault that he's d-dead. O-oh my god" he ended in a whisper. 

It seemed that after the initial rage, these words really started to sink in, and Horror just collapsed onto the ground in shock, his weapon falling out of his hand. 

Killer felt awful, seeing his friend like that when he heard a groan from behind him. Oh right, he had stabbed someone. 

He turned around and immediately started trying to use healing magic on the wound, which thankfully wasn't too deep because admittedly, Killer wasn't the best at his healing. He really couldn't give a shit about both of the other skeletons' injuries from Nightmare earlier however. As soon as he finished that he went to go back, because he was still pissed at Dream and Ink, and he didn't know how much longer he could've held off. If it weren't for Nightmare, he would have joined Horror in happily murdering them both. 

He looked and saw Nightmare and Cross holding what seemed to be disassociating Horror, and was about to go over when a trembling Dust called him over.  

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Nightmare's pov. 

When he saw that his brother was safe, Nightmare let out a shaky sigh, but immediately stood up and slowly walked over to Horror as not to startle him in his fragile state. He hesitantly put a hand on his shoulder, but he didn't react at all. He sat down in front of him, just to see that his eye sockets were just black voids. Based on his experience, that was not good. 

'Shit, Killer is way better at stuff like this.' Regardless, Nightmare slowly brought Horror into a hug, wrapping all of his tentacles around him protectively. 

He then heard a shuffling sound behind him and looked to see Cross crawling towards them. NIghtmare extended a tentacle, which Cross took, and he noticed that Cross Chara was clinging to his back. He brought both of them closer to him, and they all just sat there.

'What am I going to do? 

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Dust's pov

This was really really bad. 

Having his mind being completely shattered before in life, it was not ideal that he was on the verge of snapping right now. Without even realizing it, he had started scratching at his arms as a distraction, until he felt warm blood start to run down them. This was, unfortunately, a bad habit that he had when it was just him and the gang, and he had actually been on a clean streak for a while. In the back of his mind, he felt disappointed in himself, but he didn't stop scratching either.

His head snapped up when he felt Blue shift under him. He looked and saw Killer and frantically whispered out to him. 

Killer hurriedly walked over to him, and before he could ask him what wrong, he gasped when he saw Dust's arms, gently prying them away from the wounds. 

" Hey Dust," Killer whispered to him" I'm going to heal you now, just so you know."

'stop it, please,' he thought. 'stop pitying me, stop treating me like a child, I don't deserve this, I'm just wasting your time, go help the people who need it.'

"Dust you are not wasting my time, and I know damn well enough not to pity you. You're my friend dumbass."

Oops, apparently he said that out loud. 

He tried to stand up while carrying the skeleton that was in his lap, but regretted it immediately when he almost face-planted if it weren't for Killer. They both then slowly shuffled over to the rest of their makeshift family, and slowly fell asleep after all of the crying of that day, not sure what they were going to do next.

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Authors note:

Heeyyyy sorry I'm the big dumb, and everyday i just said ill do it later lol. But of course i had to do it at like 3 am.

ill try to update more than once every year lol, but hey i believe ill be able to do it. 

Hope you enjoyed!