Stone Cold

Chapter 11

[This is going to be a long chapter so, beware or something idk. Again, I'm not sorry.]

*Dream's POV*

As soon as Blue left, it was uncomfortable.

I looked at Ink. He smirked at me. Nope.

I left through a portal with his quiet laughter following behind me.

As I patrolled across the multiverse, I felt a spike of negativity in Haventale.

Haventale?! That au is supposed to be strictly positive right now!!

I rushed there and as I entered, I was met with fear, confusion, and despair and worst of all, hatred. There were people screaming and children crying. What happened here? This is a pacifist route...

I rushed to find the source of disaster comforting people along the way. As I got to the center of negativity, I was met with the sight of Hate. Hate, through possession had done this.

Frisk had been getting better and was almost completely done with their murderous ways much to Flowey's frustration.

Hate wasn't allowed in this story. That was against the rules. This story was meant to teach Frisk kindness. These monsters had never hated even during genocide routes.

"HATE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!" I was really mad. He knew he wasn't allowed here.

"Oh hello Dreamy. This is part of my deal with Ink. Deal with you and I can have access to the most positive AU's."

Ink had done this. My hatred and despair grew.

Hate advanced towards me and grabbed the same arm as when I was first threatened. I felt the stone growing rapidly. He leaned in with a smirk.

I flinched away from him with a scream.

"D-don't t-touch me! Stay away from m-me and everyone else!"

"Oh Dream.... Your hatred is so sweet you know. Are you afraid of me? I thought you weren't afraid of anything. Or is that just what you want everyone else to think?"

I felt tears fall down my face. I wanted so badly to see how much damage he had done to my arm but I was still in public. He was right. I HATED him. I was giving him and Ink exactly what they wanted. I couldn't stop though. If I did, the stone patch wouldn't just be on my arm.

I could feel the burning numbness and strained to ignore it.

"G-get out of here. You aren't welcome."

"And cut our visit so short? I'm hurt! For the guardian of positivity, you sure are rude."

"LEAVE!"

"You know, hatred tastes better when it comes from sweet, happy people. Thanks for the snack~"

I screamed and shot and arrow towards his retreating form. I was too late.

I asked Frisk to reset and teleported to a secluded spot in Snowdin.

I started sobbing. I buried my face in my arms and hugged my legs close. What was I going to do now? Hate has access to all of the AU's now. He can do whatever he wants and I won't be able to stop him. I can't even stop him from hurting me, let alone everyone else.

Worse still, he added even more stone to my arm. I don't even know how much was affected.

I'm sure Ink will get a laugh out of that. Ink must surely be so entertained right now. He's getting everything he wants.

I have to figure out how to stop Hate without turning into stone and expose Ink with the same goal.

I can't do this. I'm not strong enough. I can barely keep myself together. Everytime I see violence, I flash back to THAT day. And I see violence a lot. Everytime I'm unable to move or in a tight, cold, dark place I do the same. (Granted, that happens a lot less but still.) I hate looking at statues.