Revenge on Anger {MYAU} Dreamangst [DSMP] (Discontinued Remake in process)

Part 6; Only Worse...

Warnings;

My AU

            Unlogical?                Dream Suffering

Cringe??                Gore        

                                                               Angst               Foolish Doesn't Believe Nightmare

                        Worse Gore               Michael Afton Mention

1# Note;

(This is me speaking to you readers directly), {°This when the narrator goes to someone else in third person°}, and [This is when the POVs change]

2# Note;

This is my AU, so do not criticize, complain or hate, this is an AU =Alternate Universe or Alternate Reality, meaning it is not real, it also isn't canon.

Fun Fact of The Chapter: Kristen chose Michael as her apprentice before the SBI and Wastakens were sent to a separate universe, during the FNAF 6 fire is when Mike became the official God Of Souls due to it being his 6th death

[Nightmare's POV]

I froze as the painful scream rang through the area, it both hurt me to hear and likely was caused by terrible pain.

 "Wil-" I mumbled, stopping in surprise at the fear that drained my voice. 

 "I know!" The revived zombie hastily shouteqd.

We ran in, I learned I could jump over four blocks because of my dreamon abilities I got from being half dreamon. We rushed, undisturbed by the sweat leaking down our faces. I made it to the room Dream was left in the only thing separating me from seeing Dream was the door, Wilbur soon caught up. I looked at him, as if I was asking if I should open the door, afraid of what I'd see. Wilbur nodded, so I opened the door, my head dotted around the room frantically, it didn't take too long for me to spot my twin's body that was being held in a chokehold by the entity which I promised to avenge my twin's pain. Anger disappeared, letting Dream fall, his hands went to his neck as soon as they were free. I froze, tears leaking from my eyes, terror grasping at my mind, I pushed it all to the side, focusing on helping Dream. 

 "What happened?" I asked, my voice was filled with many emotions, more concern than anger, and more anger than anything other than concern. 

"Night, my right eye, it- it-" Dream stuttered.

 I saw what the problem was, fury was quick to come and wash away, I needed Dream's pain to seize before I commit myself to any revenge plan. 

 "I know, I know Dre, we'll see what we can do for you, okay?" I tell him, my voice soft so it doesn't have a chance to scare him.