Why Hate Love? (PaperJam)

Well, Death's Inevitable Chapter Seven

Warning: Gore-ish

  Shaky multi-colored fingers grasped the rough handle of the crimson stained blade, PaperJam looked up, his eye sockets as wide as an owl's eyes.
"Now, now, you must go handle deep," Cross said with a smirk.
"Y-y-you didn't say that b-before!" Ink squeaked out as his eye lights darted back and forth in fear.
"That's because I didn't need to Inky," Cross said as he lightly brushed his skeletal fingers across the artist's cheek bone.
"D-d-don't touch h-h-him," Error said weakly, eyes narrowed at Cross.
"Oh? And what'll you do?" Cross mocked with a loud laugh. "Now, come on we don't have all day," Cross rolled his eye lights as he pushed PaperJam closer to Ink. The small monster's hands shook as he approached his father.
"I-i-i'm so s-s-sorry!" He cried out as he sunk the edged blade deep into the other's left shoulder.
"Agk!" Ink made a small noise as black, runny liquid poured down his arm, dripped softly to the cold unforgiving ground. Tears of inky raven's wings fell to the ground as the blade was raised again. With another sharp cry of pain like a wounded animal the creator fell to his knees.
"P-p-please stop!" Ink pleaded, tears streaming down his face as the smaller skeleton removed the blade.
"Ah, ah, ah, still one more stab," Cross smiled devilishly as he saw the creator's agony filled expression. PaperJam shook violently as he sunk the blade one more time into Ink's arm, but the shaking caused him to miss, he had stabbed a bit closer to Ink's neck that he would have liked.
"I-i-i'm s-s-sorry!" PaperJam apologized as he tried to hug Ink but was forced back to his circle of magic by Cross. Error was weakly hanging onto life as Cross started to speak.
"So the embodiment of kindness and creation wasn't so kind in the end," Cross said in a monotone voice as he scribbled something on his clip-board.
"Y-y-you're just taking n-notes!" PaperJam screamed. "H-he's dead a-and you don't even care!"
"Why should I?" Cross asked, he scoffed as he continued. "Anyways, time for the next test," Cross snapped his gloved fingers and the room was filled with a flash of color before the three found them selves somewhere new. There were four small chambers made of glass each had a small panel  in front of it's respective host, each panel had four buttons but one button was grey while the others were glowing red, each had a number on it and each chamber had a number too.
"This is a test of generosity dedicated to the abomination between death and creation, PaperJam," Cross' voice echoed in each chamber from the speakers placed on the tops.
"Don't call him that!" Ink hissed angrily.
"Now, there are vents on the top of each of your chambers that will start filling with water in a few seconds," Cross paused. "The panel in front of you is so you can direct where the water will go, and yes if you don't press one you will all die, have fun!" Cross said as the speaker fuzzed out. With a loud creak the vents started to pour water on the three skeletons. PaperJam cried out in pain as the water splattered the top of his head, he backed as far away as he could from the water which wasn't far considering the size of the chamber.
"What do we do?!" Ink whispered to himself. Error had snapped back into reality as water came crashing down onto his shoulders. The three sat in silence for a few minuets by this point it had reached Error's waist, Ink's stomach, and the bottom of PaperJam's rib cage.
"Me!" Error suddenly said. "I-i'm already dying! So you two can escape!" Error said.
"What?!" Ink practically screamed. "No! Error no! There has to be another way! You can't die! I love you, I love you Error!" Ink cried out, inky tears streaming down his cheek bones.
"Y-you have to Inky," Error said calmly. "It'll be okay," Error smiled as he pressed his multicolored hand onto the glass that separated them. Ink pressed his own hand onto the glass.
"A-are you sure Error?" Ink asked shakily. Error smiled and nodded. "I love you," They both said. Error pressed number three on his panel and his vent slipped open more while the other two closed a bit. PaperJam pressed number three on his panel, while Ink cried as he pressed it as well, the water turned to a dribble as Error's turned to a flood. Error and Ink locked their gazes once more as they pressed their foreheads to the glass as the water filled the last pocket of air. Minuets passed as Ink had turned away from his love and the two remaining monsters cried their eye sockets out.
"Well, death's inevitable in this game," Cross' voice echoed through the speakers again.

Sorry that I'm taking forever to get each one of these out, I just get caught up with other things very easily, bye until next chapter!
Also, tell me if I messed anything up