The Call Of A Mute Heart

Chapter 58

Pain.

Pain was all you felt while it blossomed within your lower abdomen as the bullets penetrated through it instead of your chest like usual. The creepy lifeless eyed form of Koppel stood a few feet down the stage repeating those three sentences over and over. The words still confusing you as you struggled to wake up from the dream that you were currently trapped in.

Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. We will do what we must.

This wasn't the normal nightmare that currently plagued your sleep. It was different. They all felt real as though you had actually experienced them. The sounds, smells, feelings... all of them very very real for something that your mind made up on the fly to torment you. These things were much more powerful than any other kind of night terror that you have had in your life. They were almost like... you were reliving memories. Memories that never actually happened because you were never shot and Mettaton hadn't failed to get up.

Yet even comparing to the usual ones, this dream was different. You've never been shot in the abdomen before. You also never jumped in front of Mettaton to take the initial bullet onslaught to receive such grievous injuries. Looking down, you watched as blood pooled from the deep physical wounds while your knees gave out and you fell to the stage floor. Koppel's maniacal laughter followed your descent. This was surreal. Even the pain felt as though you had truly experienced it before. Your hands were unconsciously wrapped around the new holes trying to staunch the blood flow but even you knew that you were a goner. There was to much blood and not enough time.

"(Y/N)!!" Mettaton's voice cut into your own thoughts and you glanced back to see him on his knees with his hands hovering over your still form. Wanting to help, wanting to touch, but ultimately not knowing where he could without hurting you even more. Tears were flowing freely down his face and your SOUL wrenched painfully at the sight. All of his confidence and happiness was replaced with an unending fear and sadness that you never knew could be expressed with a robotic face. Not really thinking, you reach one of your hands up and offer a reassuring smile to the ghost monster. His hands clapping over yours staining the white gloves red with your blood.

You knew that you were going to die before him. In this dream at least, but that didn't mean you couldn't make your death easier for him to grasp. Death has been standing next to you since you were born. He knew this but you knew that it didn't make this situation any easier. Even if this was a dream, you had to make sure that he knew that you were alright. That you were okay. Darkness was already beginning to spread into your vision so you knew that there wasn't a lot of time left. Removing your other hand from your abdomen, you raised it into his line of sight and began to sign while mouthing the words in case your trembling hand couldn't get the message across.

His eyes never blinked. Watching your hand with complete conviction and concentration as you slowly spelled out what you wanted to say. "Everything... will be okay..."

"No.. no, it won't." Mettaton's voice trembled as he spoke barely above a whisper but it just caused you to smile at him a bit more.

"Yes... it will... I'll be fine."

He shook his head, vehemently denying your final words so far. His tears falling freely onto your body. "You don't know that..."

"Yes... I do." You couldn't help but silently chuckle at him. Here you were, on your deathbed (per se) and it was Mettaton who was trying to deny the fact that you soon wouldn't be existing in this world instead of yourself. Oddly, you felt a sense of peace. Maybe it was because you knew it was a dream or that this wasn't how the events actually happened. Regardless, it was.. relaxing. Freeing almost with the way that you no longer feared death now that you were at it's door. Your smile went from reassuring to something more genuine and you could tell that it perplexed the monster. "I'll.. be fine. Just remember... to stay fabulous... and..."