Something is Wrong with Blue (Au)

Chapter 12: Was it all Worth It?

~~~Ink's POV~~~

The group grasped onto the heaps of litter, almost like their lives depended on it, which it did.

                                         "CLIMB! CLIMB! CLIMB! CLIMB!" Ink ordered. He looked to his right, he saw Reaper, holding Dream close to his chest. To the left was Fell, and Sans, running at top speed as well. Ink threw his head and shoulders side to side, as he climbed up the wall.

                                         "RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!" the monster went. Ink looked back to see the animal running up, snarling and hissing again. Ink couldn't beleive it...another one of them, GONE. Just like that...

                                         "EVERYONE KEEP RUNNING! DONT LOOK BACK, IT'LL SLOW YOU DOWN!" Ink exclaimed. The monster had reached the first pile of garbage, jumping over it, to a few feet above it. The group had already made it to the tunell, and were running in the water again. But the animal was closer then they thought, it jumped up higher and higher, before it managed to reach the tunell as well.

~~~Sans's POV~~~

He was always lazy, lazy was almost considered his middle name. If anyone would have said to him he would be running in his entire LIFE, he would have laughed in their face...and make a pun. But surprsingly, here he was, he was running away from a skeleton monster, in the sewers, with other hims. To others it sounded like fantasy, to him, it was reality....

                                                  "Take the left intersection!" Sans screamed. They all turned to the left, running away as fast as they could. But it wasn't helping, the monster just ran faster and faster. At this point, there would need to be a miracle to stop this beast...or maybe not.

                                                 "DUCK!" he heard Reaper exlcaim. Sans looked ahead to see a large metal lining of a water pole, swinging down towards him. Sans gasped, as he tucked his head downards, narrowly avoiding the pipe. Thats when he felt it, he felt cold hands reach his mouth. As he was suddenly dragged down into the water.

~~~Ink's POV~~~

Ink had grabbed Sans, and pulled him down towards the bottom pits of the sewer. Like it had been, it was disgusting, and it reeked of dust and blood. Bubbles floated above the water, as he mouthed words to Sans, trying not to get the slop in his mouth.

~~~Sans's POV~~~

Sans had no clue why Ink had pulled him under. He attemepted to cover Ink's face so he could get up and breathe...but Ink didn't allow that. That was until he finally knew why he had done it. He looked above, the animal had raced past them, the feet tipping his, now wet, jacket. And as the animal splashed on, Ink lifted him up from the water.

                                              "HUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" he gasped. He had been under water for, what seemed like, a minute. But really, it ended up only being ten seconds. He really was out of shape...

                                              "Guys...over here!" Ink slightly whispered. Sans looked ahead, he could see Reaper, Dream, and Fell. They looked slightly realived, yet slightly petrified as well. Sans got them giving a glimpse to them, as they swam over.

                                               "Let me die...," he could hear Dream say.

                                               "Dream-," Reaper started. Sans looked at Dream, his face was wet, but it wasn't just from the water. He had closed his eyes, and his voice was so raspy, it sounded like a complete different person.

                                              "Just, HIC, L-Let, HIC, Let me Die! Hic!" Dream gasped. He rubbed his hands over his face, he was clearly moaning the death of his former brother.

                                              "Dream...we need every able mind and body we can get! Don't just give up hope like this! Please!" Ink tried to persuade. Dream lowered his head, he looked sad, and Sans wasn't the type to help when someone was sad.

                                               "Hic, HIC," Dream continued. Reaper was still holding onto his chest, as he lifted him up, and started to swim again. This time, they managed to make it to a small "sidewalk" in the sewers. It was a concrete road way, like everything else in this sewer. Sans sat himself down, and sighed. Was this really all worth it? To get a glimpse of the bright, happy, fun times? Sans pondered, and he thought, what would it take to stop this phyco?

~~~Reaper's POV~~~

Reaper sat down Dream on the walkway, as he sat himself down next. This was moronic, they were like geese to a hunter. A wild goose chase, some humans would call it.

                                              "Dream...settle down," Reaper insisted. Dream didn't follow, he looked down, crying, as he laid himself back. Reaper sighed and reached his hands out to Dream, but was intercepted by Fell's.

                                              "Leave him be...he needs space," Fell told him. Reaper nodded, as he stepped back, and let his soaking body relax. It was a tense momment, less tense now then ever though. Nobody spoke, nobody communicated, everybody stayed still...everything was still. For a minute that was true, but then Ink piped in.

                                             "Is everyone alright?" he asked. 

                                             "Yeah...," Fell said in slight releif. The group stayed silent again, no one said another word. 

                                             "Oh god...what are we even doing?" Reaper exclaimed. Everyone looked at him oddly, they all were surprised by his words.

                                              "What do you mea-," Sans started.

                                               "Why are we still here? Is this never ending pain cycle going to go away?" Reaper asked. Everyone stayed silent again, but they all looked at him. Reaper sighed, and looked down to the concrete floor.

                                               "Was it all worth it?"