After Nightmare got over his initial shock, he explained what happened, "Fresh came back to the castle horribly wounded and I don't know if he's gonna make it," Nightmare seemed very panicked.
Error was up and ready to go in a few moments. Blue told Nightmare that he would come as well, seeing as he was the only one that could use healing magic.
They left the others in the Multivoid and very confused.
As soon as the portal closed behind him, Error teleported to Fresh's room. He looked at the small, sleeping skeleton lying beneath a light blanket. He couldn't see the wounds because of the blanket in the way, but he got the gist of the damage from the cracks and chips in his skull.
Nightmare and Blue came in behind him. They had both chosen to walk up the stairs like civil monsters.
"It looks bad, but what's worse is that he has injuries from at least a week ago," Blue gasped at the information.
Error growled. Fresh was new to the "Dark Sanses" as the others had started calling them. The thing is, he didn't do anything but live the way he had to. Just like everyone else in their group. Fresh had to infect a soul to live, but they lasted him a month or two. He never took a soul unless he had too.
Besides that, the other reason he was persecuted was because his eyes were so weird. Well, they called them weird, their group called them beautiful. His left eye was an upside down, light purple heart. His right eye was a normal light purple circle. Both of his eyes had purple smoke coming from them.
Fresh always wore his shades to cover his eyes. He was constantly reminded of how "ugly" they were. Nightmares group was trying to change that.
Error gently pulled the blanket back, showing that Fresh had multiple broken ribs that were already wrapped in bloody gauze. Error could tell that they would need to be healed magically though.
He also saw that his left leg was splinted and wrapped up as well.
Like Nightmare said, his entire visible body was covered in old and fresh wounds.
Error growled when he noticed a small paint splatter on Fresh's patella. Ink did this. Error pointed it out to Blue and Nightmare, both looked like they were about rip someone's head off.
"Don't worry Blue, I promise you he won't get away with this," Nightmare said as he leaned down to check on Fresh's wounds, making sure that they weren't bleeding too heavily.
He seemed content as he stood back up, "Blume can you heal him? You're the only one who can," Blue agreed "of coarse I will!"
He sat next to Fresh, gently unwrapping his ribs. Blue took his gloves off and pressed his hands gently to the damaged ribcage. His hands glowed a soft green as he spread the magic out and repaired the ribs.
Blue pulled away and examined his work. Fresh will have scars, but he'll survive.
The small skeleton moved to the leg, and finished up quickly.
He pulled his gloves back on and stood up, "Error, I think you know what we have to do," Error nodded, "Kill the fucker that thought he could hurt one of mine and get away with it," Error growled.
Error let Ink get away with many things, but this crosses the line. He not only hurt the weakest member of Nightmare's group, but he attacked him while he was alone. He knew this because Nightmare would never have let this happen if he was with him.
Ink would pay for his crimes. Error would make sure of it.
