Why Hate Love? (PaperJam)

I Trust You Chapter Eight

Warning:Gore-ish

   A bright flash of light filled the two chambers as their occupants were teleported away. The two remaining skeletons were now sitting at a table surrounded by another magic circle this time half white on Ink's side and black on PaperJam's side. The table was made of old wood and so were the two chairs, sitting in front of both monsters were two coins one was black on one side the other was white on one side the other side of each was bronze. A echoing clapping filled the room.
"Oh so, so sad," Cross said in a mocking tone. "The destroyer sacrificing himself for you two, a waste if you ask me," Cross said as he stood near them, he laughed a bit. "Now this is the final test, a test of loyalty between the final participants," Cross paused for a second, just to listen to the horrible sobbing of the two other skeletons.
"W-why?" Ink trembled out.
"Because I can dear~" Cross said with a smile, his face illuminated by his dull colored magic. "Now, this one was dedicated to the glitch we all knew and loathed," Cross held back a laugh. "Before you, you see two coins. You each will pick one of them, if you both pick black PaperJam here dies," Ink gasped a bit at how calmly he said this. "If you both pick white little Inky dies, now if you pick black and white whoever picked black dies, got it?" Cross asked. "You have thirty seconds to try and decide what to do, you may say your goodbyes but you may not speak of your decision," Cross said stepping away for a bit.
"J-jammy I'm so sorry! I-i love you so m-much! I d-didn't want a-any of this!" Ink cried as dark tears streamed down his cheek bones.
"I-i love you too, I-it will be f-fine, i-it doesn't m-matter if we d-die now," PaperJam said with a smile on his face and inky black tears falling down his face.
"Are you done with all your sappy stuff?" Cross asked dully as he walked back to them.
"I hate you," Ink growled up at Cross, Cross just laughed at him.
"Time to choose, pick a coin," Cross said gesturing with both hands to the coins in front of each of them. Ink hesitantly picked one and PaperJam grabbed his quickly and held onto it like his lifeline. Cross used his magic to lift up both coins bringing them into his free hand.
"Oh? What do we have here?" Cross said with a faked surprised expression. "Two black coins~" Cross said with a creepy smile.
"No!No!No!" Ink screamed through sobs. "Kill me instead!" He cried.
"Too late Inky." PaperJam screamed loudly, as dark blood poured from his eyes, nose, mouth and every other joint in his skeletal body. The young monster gave a final scream that turned into a gurgle as his head fell forward onto the table with a loud thud.
"No!" Ink screamed as his sobbing got worse, he kept screaming as his son's blood dripped to the floor and stained the old table.
"Now, the final winner," Cross said as he approached Ink slowly, a horrifyingly wide smile on his face. "You've won the best prize..."

Here ya go! I'm not sure what should happen to Ink next, should he be tortured near death or killed in a way more horrible than PaperJam's? You guys tell me in the comments, bye for now!