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"Dust?"
I still laid on the floor in pain. The knife in my shoulder should have been removed, but I couldn't move enough to do so. My vision was blurry, and my mind was blank. I saw Dust stand up and start fighting the dude. I think...it was so blurry I couldn't tell.
Dust's blurred figure kept moving around, practically ramming himself into the other guy. I couldn't move, making me believe the knife had hit something important. I could barely see. I couldn't move. But I could feel.
I was laying on my chest. My right arm was supporting my neck and head, the other laid out from instinct as I had fallen. The sidewalk concrete was hard and scratchy, even if I were to move, my skin was most likely to be irritated. There was a breeze. Soft, cold, present.
It wasn't just that.
I could feel my eyes grow warmer as my body drew colder. My vision slowly turned more vivid, Dust and the man outlined in a thin (F/C) line.
[Scanning...]
[Scanning...]
[Scanning...]
[Retina scanning complete.]
[Bone Structure scanning complete.]
[Fingerprint scanning complete.]
Data started pouring into my sight, words spinning past.
Name: Kory Barela
Age: 34
Occupation: Assassin
Other: Hired assassin often working for MRS. Paid about 1.2K g each year for killing monsters.
[Possible Threat?]
[Absolutely.]
Name: Dư̬̰͚̫͓st
Age: 16
Occupation: None (Student)
Other: Goes to UnderHigh. Known as a shy kid that almost never speaks in class. May have bi-polar issues.
[Possible Threat?]
[ERROR.]
[Possible Threat?]
[ERROR]
[Possible Threat?]
[Unclear.]
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He moved around quickly, not having expected such quick movements.
From a kid, no less.
Though, the skeleton in front of him wasn't the one he was intentionally spying on, collecting Intel on, and targeting.
Dust was a quiet student. A bright kid, good at sports, and diagnosed with severe bipolar disorder. But never would he have expected this.
The monster in front of him showed no signs of remorse. Or sympathy. Or mercy.
His pupil that was normally purple had shifted to blue, not seeming to have the shine from before. His mouth seemed to be forever stuck as an unreadable smirk, only adding to his undoubtedly maniacal aura. There was something sickly wrong about this kid... he just didn't know what.
Not that it should really matter.
Dust was only supposed to be a target. Someone was willing to pay him good money to have this monster dead. He wasn't about to pass that up. A kid? A kid! That's got to be the easiest kill he would get in his career!
At least...
That's what he thought.
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I stood up, staring down at the body. Strange, wasn't it? This human was sent to kill me. Had he any idea of who he was going against? No. He didn't know.
They set him up for a suicide mission.
There is no mistake in that.
Kory was practically mangled.
His arm was most likely dislocated, same for one of his legs. Both eyes swollen, dark bruises and scratches littered his skin.
The police knew who he was. They would catch him. They would take him to jail.
I wouldn't get into trouble.
"He's just bipolar."
"It's a mental disease."
"There's nothing he can do about it."
Oh... But there is.
Because of my... disability. I have learned I am... pitied. I'm pitied.
Doesn't matter, it's just more easier to work around problems.
I heard shuffling from behind me, turning to (Y/N). She was looking at me with glowing (F/C) eyes. She looked like she was studying me, trying to figure out what's going on. I knelled down beside her. As I gently brushed and cupped her cheek, she flinched and obviously tried to move away. I grabbed her hair and pulled her closer.
"Where do you think you're trying to go?"
I asked, my grin appearing as her eyes grew wide. She grit her teeth and glared at me.
"W-what is wrong w-with you D-Dust?"
She whimpered shakily. I let go of her hair and grasped the handle of the knife still lodged in her shoulder.
"Darling..."
"AHHH!"
"Call me Murder."
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Dust Off Your Hands III NaJ!Dusttale!Sans X Reader III
Fanfic(Y/N) always hated bullies. After all, lost her brother to them. When she saves a skeleton with split personalities, what will happen? When he shows that shy and nerdy side, but what will happen when he gets crazed? Who's to know?! NaJ!Dust: Kitmast...
