To Create Is to Destroy (Ink x Error Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Ink's pov.

We all run off to where the screams and crying is coming from, we arrive at the scene as we all notice chara on the ground, dead. Her sister frisk is next to her crying while Cross is standing there laughing like a phyco. "C! Stop, there's no need to do this!" I exclaim. "I don't need you anymore ink, go away!" Cross demands. "You can't just go around killing people and monsters!" I exclaim. Suddenly a sharp object shoots up infront of me as I jump back a bit. I point my paintbrush at cross. "I didn't want to have to do this..."i state as i charge at him and 'hit' him but I really just drew a line on him. "Stop being pacifist ink!" He exclaims. I laugh a bit as i charge at him and 'hit' him two more times with the paint. I turn to face cross as i accidentally drop my paintbrush as I'm lifted off the ground by his magic. "I-ink!" Dream exclaims in worry. "D-dream, help sans get frisk out of here and check chara, make sure she's not actually dead..." i say. "B-but what about you?!" Dream asks. "I-ill be fine, just help s-sans..." i command, i glance at him as he nods. He picks up chara as they all run off. Suddenly i hear cross laughing. I look back at him as i get thrown at the ground, i wince a bit as i look at him and notice the paint still on him as i snap my fingers and the paint on him turns into chains as they wrap around him and he falls on his side. I pick up my brush as i hear him grunting, i look up at him and notice him trying to escape. Gosh, I feel bad... but I cant let him go around killing everbody... i sigh a bit. I hear the chains snap as my eyes widen. Suddenly I'm lifted up off the ground, i feel my soul start to be pulled apart at i let out a cry of pain. "You know what... I'm gonna spare you..." Cross starts. "C-cross, i know there's good in yo-" "Dont interrupt me! Now as I was saying... if you get in my way, you die..." He finishes. Suddenly he turns me upside-down and drops me on my head/skull. I hit my head/skull as part of it cracks and my vision starts to go blurry, cross teleports away as i notice I dropped my paintbrush. I hear a faint voice. "Ink!" It was Dream. I feel my soul starting to break, i laugh a bit as i feel someone pick me up. I hear a portal open. "H-hEy DrEAm..." error says. "HoW ArE yO- WhAT hAPPeNeD tO I-iNK!?" error exclaims as i feel my soul break into peices, but it holds its shape. The last thing i heard was error crying quietly, dream breathing and running footsteps then, it all went black. Pitch black.