Asylum [Dust X Horror] (Collab with me and BlueTechLunatic34)

Chapter 4

Flasback

The room was covered in white walls, and had a creme-colored floor. Sitting on an exam table, yet oddly sticking out, was a girl who had her head down. AND SHE WAS WEARING A STRIPED SHIRT.

Flashback End

Dust tilted his head to the side in confusion as he pointed the gun towards the child, shooting her three times, once in the head and twice in the chest.

The child was struck, but not before looking up into Dust' s eyes, revealing its own demonic eyes. Suddenly, the child let out a screech like a siren, and dashed at Dust.

Dust scowled, dodging the rush attack, firing bullets whenever he could, hitting the child each time, not fazed by the scream or the eyes.

'Will this thing even die?' he thought with a scowl.

The creature looked at Dust after being hit with a 5th bullet, and it began to sway in pain.

"dOn't FoRGet...I wARneD YoU." It said, in a cracked and broken voice. Suddenly, it collapsed upon the ground, spreading dust throughout the floor.

Dust tilted his head to the side in slight confusion, still on high alert as he backed out of the room, closing the door after himself, glancing around curiously.

"That was... strange..." he murmured aloud.

The next door awaited, and Dust noticed that the door Horror had gone through, was open. Something lay dead in it.

Dust's gaze lingered on the dead something, admiring the kill for a few moments, then moving to and opening the next door, immediately pointing his gun towards the center of the room.

Horror turned to look back at you, looking surprised. Below him lay

a dead figure, and dusty blood stains.

"Ummm? Dust?" Horror asked, looking surprised.

Dust sighed quietly with relief at the sight of Horror, not really knowing why the other's presence was so comforting, letting the gun he was holding drop to his side.

"Heya Horror," he said casually, leaning against the door frame heavily.

Horror smiled at Dust.

"Are you OK?" Horror asked, looking all concerned. The Horror began searching around Dust for injuries.

"My sweet Dust is ok, right?!" Horror cried out.

Dust blushed deeply, hiding his face slightly.

"I'm o-okay," he stuttered, completely taken aback by what Horror had called him, his soul beating rapidly.

"H-how about you? You're not hurt, are you?" Dust asked quickly, wanting to take the focus off of himself.

Horror was standing directly in front of you. But suddenly, his face changed to murderous innocence.

"Dusty~? WhY ARe yOu sO GulLIbLe?!" And suddenly, Horror changed into one of the creatures from earlier, biting Dust in the side.

Horror' s words echoed through Dust' s mind. 'No matter what. KILL EVERYTHING IN THOSE ROOMS.'

Dust gasped from the pain, and he dropped his gun out of shock. Soon, he recovered from surprise enough to knee the creature in the face sharply, shoving it away, then dropping to the ground. He grabbed his gun again, then stood, his breathing heavy and jagged.

He shot at the creature, but his hands were shaky from pain, and he missed. He shot again, hitting the creature in it's left eye.

The creature screamed in pain, and a large crash sounded from behind Dust. The REAL Horror burst through the door, throwing himself at the monster.