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Chapter 9 : Ink's * Surprising * Return

Ink POV:

Right through the portal to make sure I wasn't seen and fell on sand. I looked around to see Lust walking towards me. He looked shocked and it seems that he didn't come alone.

"Ink?! People we know are looking for you!"

"I know Lust but there's a reason why but I didn't know you'll be here?"

"In Oceantale, of course I would, their beach is better."

"Fair"

"But what happened? You can tell me and I'll help you out."

"I'm looking for a Dream."

"Oh that's ironic, he's right here."

With a glance of the other's face, that's the fake.

"YOU!"

"What happened to Ink, what's wrong?"

"Lust, that's a fake Dream, Dream only wears his cape as a hoodie when it's rainy."

"Oh shit."

In seconds I got my brush and yanked the other Dream to the ground.

"I'm sorry Ink, that explains why he's acting weird."

"No, it's okay Lust but we need to kill him before anyone else knows."

The fake Dream started swinging the large pair of scissors and as Lust and I tended to attack him we avoided the ends of it. He didn't seem tired at all which is concerning but it was easy to dodge him until he began teleporting. I ran far and charged my brush towards his head. Lust defended himself with the bones and tried to toss away the scissors. With no luck of my brush I began throwing punches which caught him off guard for a little bit then proceeded to grab Lust away from my vision with a maniac laugh.

"Lust!"

"Shit! Get off me!"

"Ⱦɍɏ ᵯē!"

Lust successfully got him off with a blaster yet a slight large cut was made on his shoulders. With a yell from Lust, without thinking I threw an ink-made thorn out of anger towards them. The fake Dream tried to catch it but his scissor flew right to the side. But the worst part played out in ten seconds. I ran for the scissors but was dragged away by the fake Dream by my scarf which pulled onto my neck and I began suffocating. Lust jumped on him but he started grabbing Lust's arms as Lust tried to pull off from him. I didn't spot him reaching for the scissors and instantly cut his left hand right off.

Lust yelped in pain as I kicked the fake Dream's body aside, hitting his chest area. Lust cried loud and with panic of a last second attack I made Ink bone thorns towards the fake Dream. It mainly scratched up his face and cut off a finger but he instantly charged back.

"Lust!! You need to leave!"

"But what about you and him?"

"I'll deal with him!"

". . ."

"Just fucking go so I can try to-"

*BOOM*

An explosion happened as I attempted to shield myself and relief as I saw Lust teleporting away yet struggling too. 'Right he's left-handed' I coughed as my neck felt so sore and the fake Dream stood in the distance with a serious face.

"Ⱥłⱳⱥɏꞩ ᵯⱥҟīꞥꞡ īⱦ đīӻӻīȼᵾłⱦ ƀᵾⱦ Ī'łł ꞩħꝋⱳ ɏꝋᵾ."

"I don't believe you."