Mine

chapter 26

this chapter is gonna be interesting hee hee >:D

//tw blood// 

George pov

My eyes fluttered open as I slowly woke up, I could feel the grass field below me as I sat up, rubbing the sleepiness out of my eyes. I looked around and found myself in a large field that was surrounded by a birch forest, there was also a small lake running through the field not far from where I sat. 

'Where am I? Dream? Ranboo?' I yelled out as I looked around. A small breeze drifted through my hair as I started moving towards the lake. I realized I couldn't use my powers when I tried to grab some of the water. 

'What...' I mumbled to myself but tensed up when I saw tendrils of blood red seeping into the lake in front of me, they appeared out of nowhere and the sky also darkened down, the sun turning into the moon. 

I sprung away from the river and whirled around when I heard something coming towards me. My eyes widened in awe and fear when I saw what was in front of me. Black whisps of smoke was drifting towards me, no, more like crawling.

I shuddered as fear and dread overwhelmed me once again. Run my instincts screamed at me and I turned on my heels and sprinted towards the other side of the field, as far away from the advancing smoke as possible. It was surprisingly was and I cringed as the smell drifted into my nose, it smelled like decay and ashes, making me gag. 

I whipped my head back to sneak a glance and instantly regretted it when I did, the black smoke was right behind me now, and it looked like tendrils of black was reaching for me. 

I screamed when I felt something cold snatch my arm and pull me back straight into the smoke. More ice cold tendrils wrapped around my body and arms, pulling me back despite my struggles. 

I choked on the overwhelming smell of dead bodies and fire ash that enveloped me as I got dragged into the smoke. It was so cold, freezing even, and I could feel my strength seeping away from me as if sucked away by something and soon I collapsed onto the ground when I didn't have the strength to stand anymore, the tendrils fading away as I looked up. 

I saw myself enveloped in black and I could see no end to the black, like I was in the void. I whimpered as I tried to stand up again, my arms giving out from beneath me and making me collapse onto the ground again. 

I coughed and tried not to breath through my nose because the smell was horrible. I gagged again but froze when I heard footsteps behind me. 

I whirled around in hopes to see Dream, Tommy or even Ranboo there, but my hopes soon seeped down the drain because who I saw was not anyone I knew. 

The person in front of me was neither a feline, or a hound. Instead, he had dark crimson horns protruding out of his platinum white hair that had a tint of red on the ends. He had handsome features and was built well, wearing a black and red cloak that seemed to float out into whisps of smoke at the ends. But what caught my eye wasn't any of that, it was the pair of wings that was poking out of his back. It looked like a dragon's wing with tints of black at the ends of the wings. I stared at him curiously but made no move to back up since I realized that none of this might be real. 

'George' I heard him hiss but his mouth never moved, his voice seemed to echo around me as I looked up at him, standing right in front of me. 

'H-hello?' I managed to stammer out, and I swear for a split second, I saw amusement flash across his features. 

'Hello.' He said, a small smirk tugging at the edge of his lips. My curiosity was getting the better side of me now and I could feel my fear slowly backing off. 

'What are you?' I asked, narrowing my eyes at him, although I've never seen him before, I could feel a creeping sense of familiarity in the depths of my instincts. I just couldn't quite but my finger on what it was.

'Hmm... That's not really important, but you can call me Osiris.' He actually said this time, a hint of arrogance lacing his voice.

I stared at him quietly as I checked him out, he looked about the same age as me but the clothes he wore looked vintage and old fashioned, like he was from an older time. 

'What?' He said, annoyance lacing his voice as he glared at me. I shrugged at him, making him glare even fiercer. 

'Why are you here?' I asked, I saw him shift and a smirk spread across his face, and he took a step towards me, making me take one back. 

'I, am here-' He said while taking another step towards me, seeming to not notice my retreat. 

'-because of you.' He smirked and in an instant, he was in front of me, making me gasp and try to back away. Spiked vines identical to the one I used earlier shot up from the ground and wrapped around my limbs and torso, freezing me on the spot as fear washed over me again. 

The strange thing was the spikes didn't hurt at all, like, at all. It didn't even tear through my clothes. I looked up at him as my fear started receding again. He was inches away from my face, his pitch black eyes boring into mines, making me jump a little, earning a small chuckle from him. 

'M-me?' I breath hitched, I had no idea what he was talking about but my curiosity was pulling away at my fear. 

'Yes.' He smiled, yet his eyes held no humor in them. 

'W-why?' I asked, cursing silently at myself for not being able to stop the slight stammer that showed my fear. 

'Well, you see, I, am the origins of your power.' He said, his eyes shining a hint of sadness in them as the vines seemingly tightened around me, making me tense up again. 

'You are?' I said, my curiosity completely taking over now, intrigued by the story he was telling. I decided to just relax in the vines since they seemed to be holding me up, so I might as well be sitting in a chair. 

'Yeah. But do you know why I'm the origin of your power?' He asked, his voice suddenly laced with anger, red flaring up in his raven eyes.

I shook my head, not trusting myself to speak. He looked at me sorrowfully as he walked towards me again, his vines tightening, making me wince. 

'Do you want to know?' He asked, even though he showed nothing in his voice, his eyes were full of grief and sorrow that made me wonder what had happened. 

'Y-yeah.' I said. 

'Alright. Ask and you shall receive.' He smiled sadly at me, and he raised his hand up to my face as I felt the vine loosen. 

I could feel his hand lightly caress my cheeks when he leaned in and pressed his forehead to mines, darkness enveloping my eyes shortly after. 

heehee, things are about to get really interesting >:)

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