A Currupted Starlight

Chapter 8: two new beginnings

Currupted nightmares pov:

My body ached and I feel like I couldnt move. My body felt like it would dust at any moment. I opened my eye to a burning light above me and a lot of yelling. I look over to see dream, ink, and sci all surrounding something on the floor. They where blurry due to the burning light above me.

I notice I'm still in the hospital room. My body feels less stable and the goo is constantly dripping instead of sticking to me like normal. I try and move but my body just flinches slightly. I cant move due to the shock of the syringe magic in my system.

The syringe-

Passive-

I suddenly have enough energy to silently sit up due to the adrenaline rush of panic. Once I do, I squint and use my hand to shield the bright light from the ceiling, trying desperately to see what their all crowded around. A blurry figure is laying on the ground. White bones and their seem to be bruises. Purple and gold clothing cover them and their not moving.

But I recognize that small crown I see on their head.

A crown with a crescent moon sitting directly in the middle.

Its passive.

Hes laying on the ground unconscious. Hes flinching and fidgeting slightly in his sleep. Theirs cracks in his skull and a hole in his hand from when I used the knife..

I move my hand and The ceiling light just seems to shine brighter. I suck in air fast through my teeth, making a hissing sound slightly, notifying sci.

Sci nudges ink and ink turns around to look at me. Dream looks at me as well.

Dream has tears in his eyes and as soon as he sees me awake he grabs passive and holds him close, protectively.

Ink glares "well well well... if it isnt awake."

He suddenly spawns his large paintbrush and aims it at me threateningly. I freeze.

"Who are you. I know your name isnt nightmare. And what are you. Your not a monster. Your some sort of demon."

I stay silent. I try to look at him in the face but once I looked up I flinched and used my hand to block the light once again.

He glares a confused glare at me for a second before looking up at the ceiling light.

"Hmm... sensitive eyes huh?"

I glare to the best of my abilities. My hatred rises slightly. Not for ink. But for myself. I hate showing my weaknesses.

I'm. NOT. Weak.

Ink sighs and walks over to the light switch turning off the light. The burning sensation leaves as my eyes adjust to the darkness. I wipe away goo that starts to cover my other eye as Ink walks over and speaks again.

"Now.... Answer. The. Question."

I dont want to but.. they have my back against the wall. I'm still to weak to spawn portals. I cant run, theyll catch me.

"My name... is...."

I hesitate for a while and ink puts his paintbrush closer to me. Threatening to do something. Most likely attack..

"Im......Currupted.." I mumble "my name is.. currupted.. I am a monster, but I'm not a monster like you. I dont know how to explain it other then that.." I state.

My soul aches as I tell my secrets.

I hate feeling like this.

I feel-