Something is Wrong with Blue (Au)

Chapter 17: Monsters in Friends

~~~Ink's POV~~~

Ink gasped, as he woke up to the wet armoa of oily blood. Ink was done, was there a way to get him to take the step further? He didn't want Dream to save him, he didn't want to have this happen to him. Ink looked over to Dream, he looked restless like him, his face was a groan of pain if it ever said so. Ink looked back towards the horrid "juice", why would dream save him? What did THEY have that others didn't. Thats when he heard it, a raspy...worn down voice.

                       " yOu dOnT," came the whisper. Ink reconized that horrible noise, it was the new scratchy voice of.

                          "Horror," Ink muttered.

                           "hOw dId yOu gUesS?" the voice said, in a mocking way. Ink looked up, freezing from the scene before, looking at a grey outline. Soon, it became bones, then wires, then a whole 'nother person. Horror stood there, smiling at Ink's suffering. He knew Horror was a jerk BEFORE the transformation. But ever since ever, it was like the biggest twist that could have happened.

                            "Horror, no...," Ink muttered.

                            "Horror YES," said another. Ink looked south this time, Dream still hadn't waken yet though. There stood Geno, he had a HUGE gash alone the side of his body. There were serated edges were you could see the teeth embedded on.

                            "Now i'm starting to see why Blue wanted to kill you," said another. This time, the outline came from the right instead. The voice was rough, but seemed natural as they came forward. They could see a dirtied blue jacket, with a wet, white shirt under it. Reconizable, it was the classic himself, Sans. He had slash marks on him, his mouth was bleeding, his eyes were bulged outwards to them...it was disguting...Ink stared at Sans, it was like a family meeting...that no one wanted...

                             "He was right, telling us you were the idiots the world never needed,"

                             "I actully feel bad for you," came a new voice. Ink was searching through the whole room, as each one of his "friends" came up, all for his blood, all for his dust. Sans came, Geno came, Horror came, now the next one was on their way. The outline looked goopy, almost staining surface. Ink was done.

                             "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Ink screamed. Ink was cracking at the comment each of them had to share. This caused Dream to flinch, as he rubbed his eyes, looking around, grogey.

~~~Dream's POV~~~

                               "Wha-what happened...," Dream muttered. Then, when his vision started to clear. He could see Horror, then Sans, then Geno.

                                "WOW!" Dream screeched as well. He flung himself back, as he then felt something unsettling. He felt fingers against his shoulders, in a gentle touch, but frightning. Dream turned around slowly and carefully, terrified as to what he saw. and then as he saw the rope above, he knew who this one was.

                                 "E-Error?"

                                 "come...with...us," Error muttered. Then, at the most unexpected momment, his eyes flung up. They were pale orange, with a black pupil, and then a small tint of yellow. But then his teeth snarled, and he KNEW this was a bad idea. They looekd like the shine and shape of a elephant's tusk...but more sharp and serated on both side.

                                 "AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Dream screamed. He ran back towards Ink, who had know gotten up. They looked around, they were shocked. EVERYONE that died before them was there, ALL OF THEM. They all smiled, and they all laughed, but only Ink and Dream were normal. They needed an exit now, and RIGHT NOW.

~~~Ink's POV~~~

Ink was frantic in his choices, looking around and trying his best to think this through. He thought, Ceiling tiles? Were they usable? Were they able to lead them to saftey...no. He remembered about how they were a dead end. The key? Maybe...no, it was to obvious. No, what was the ONE CHOICE LEFT was to enter the vents. Ink looked into the basment area, then leaned in close to Dream, and whispered...

                                     "Run to the vents". Everyone stared in shock, then they all growled.

                                     "GET THEM!" Sans exclaimed. They all had no problem running at then, even ERROR tried to break free of the rope. But he was rather a sitting duck, he couldn't move, he couldn't TRY to move. All he did was shake his body and wave his arms, in a DESPERATE attempt of murder. Ink and Dream ran, quickly turning a right to the cabneits. They jumped on, as they started climbing. Ink climbed, climbing at his might to escape. Then came the others, running at the cabneits, shaking them, ramming into them like bulls. The cabneits shook, and barely stabalized. They shook violently, like a seizure that couldn't stop. But both Ink and Dream FINALLY made it to the top. Ink tried using his fingers to un screw the usless screws, but it gave no help.

                                    "USE YOUR NAIL FILE!" Dream ordered. Ink nodded, as he reached into his pocket, his soul sinking and shaking at every turn. Dream was trying to stall time, in EVERY way possible. It came from kicking the others down, to throwing sharp items at then, he did ALL in his power to get them off. Soon, Ink pulled out the file, and started un screwing. 1, Horror rammed into the cabneit, shaking them both. 2, Nightmare attempted to goop Dream, to make it easier to climb, but he missed. 3, Reaper took out his sythe, but for some reason...he looked unstable like the cabneits. Then, with a final turn, the 4th screw was gone.

                                    "GO GO GO!" Dream ordered again. Ink started going, but then Reaper got it back in hand. He twisted it back and forth, trying his best to manuever the crazy weapon. But finally, with a swing and SNAP, the cabneit was unstabalized. Ink had gotten off of his, but then he looked around. He saw Dream staring in shock, as the cabneit started to collapse.

~~~Ink's POV~~~

                                      "DREAM!" Ink screamed.

                                      "LEAVE ME! GET THE HELP! HURRY!" Dream ordered ONE. LAST. TIME. And with that, Dream toppled over to the "controlled" ones. At first Ink just stared, but then came the sounds. There was squirming, screaming, shredding, and that alone told Ink he was being ripped. Ink couldn't watch, and his soul pushed again. He took in the advice given...and used it. He crawled into the vent, closing his eyes, as tears strolled down. Ink was alone, he was purely, and utterly alone...