Something More(ErrorInk) (Completed)

Chapter 1|Alone

No One's POV

Error sat alone in the Anti-Void. His vision was blocked by ERRORS. The only sounds, were Error's screams, and the voices in his head. "ShUt Up!" Error held his head and yelled. The voices tormented him. "sHuT uP sHuT uP $Hu! Up!!" Error rolled over on his side, gripping his skull. "JUS7 L3A^E ME AL0N3!!" Hot tears streamed down his face. Worthless. Unloved. Burden. The voices continued to torment him. Error did what he thought would work. The solution. He got to his knees and slammed his head on the ground. Once..Twice..Three times..then, blank. The world around him went dark. Went quiet. Error's limp body lie on the floor of the empty world. Blood trickled down the cracks in his skull and onto the ground, forming a small puddle of red.  Silence.

Ink's POV

Something isn't right. Something is...wrong. I can feel it..but what
...? I stood up and put my sketch book down. I looked around the Doodle Sphere. I looked from page to page. What was it that was so wrong? I focused on the negativity and darkness..where the hell was it coming from?! I closed my eyes and opened a portal...to the Anti-Void.What I saw..horrified me. I grabbed my brush and ran into the portal and dropped down into the empty place. Error was on the ground, covered in glitched, and laying in a small pool of blood around him. "ERROR!" I ran to him, and quickly got to my knees next to him. I put my ear(?) close to his mouth. Faint breaths. Slow, and quivering breaths. I used my brush to make some bandages. "E-error...what happen to you..?" I asked the unconscious figure in front of me. I slowly lifted his head onto my lap and began to wrap his head. Then I noticed something. Nothing was wrong with the rest of his body, no signs of force on his legs or arms. Just his head. I looked at his hands, and his blood stained fingertips. He did this..to himself? But why..why would he do this? What reason would he have to do something like this? I picked him up bridal style after I had finished wrapping his head. It was sort of difficult to carry him. I was so small compared to him. I teleported to my house that I had created awhile ago. I teleported inside and layed him on the couch. I sat down at the table and waited. And waited. How many hours passed? I continued to wait. Until I slowly fell asleep.

Error's POV.

Pain. Darkness. And more pain. My head throbbed, but no voices were heard. I opened my eyes barely. Enough to see a.blue wall, and a white ceiling. Where..the hell was I? I groaned and slowly sat up. "HeLlo..?" I asked, looking around. Then I saw him. Just sitting there. Was he the one..that brought me here? The creator, just sitting a table sleeping. My heart(?) raced at the sight of him. I crawled backwards to get away but ended up falling on the floor, directly on my head. My loud, glitchy scream pierced the air and scilence. Then, blank.

(Ya this chapter was short ik, but its my first actual story to write on here. :P i dont exspect to enjoy this but- ya. C ya)