My Deadly Sins

The princes reunite

"Dream, don't worry," Nightmare said as he comfortingly rubbed Dream's back. The prince had been crying nonstop over the last few days and has had a few nights of sleep since the incident.

Earlier, Nightmare and I disguised ourselves and patrolled Dream's kingdom to find it to be nothing but ashes and rubble. His statue had been melted to the ground, important building were reduced to piles of marble, blood and corpses paraded the streets. Killer and Dust had informed us to wear a mask for the next time we observe the kingdom because a plague was about to sweep through and the citizens wouldn't be able to protect themselves because they killed off the royal doctors and scientists who told them of such disasters.

And, unlike before, we listened wisely.

We walked through the streets today at around three in the afternoon to see the results and they were traumatic. Children's dead bodies were rotting in a puddle of their own feces and blood, elders praying to whatever god they believed in to stop punishing them, priests praying for the gods to spare them and kill the sinners. It was every man for himself. People stopped caring what happened to one another and they all were outraged at the rebels who overthrew Dream but were too frightened to speak against them. If done, they face execution.

Nightmare cringed at the sight of his childhood home reduced to such a state. A pair of twins ran past us, one holding their mouth as blood trickled through their fingers while coughing and the other crying for the priest. Nightmare watched with tears welling. This was heartbreaking.

"What has become of my home..?" Nightmare whispered to himself. His eyes were dull and he looked horrified as he watched one twin fall lifeless to the ground and the other crying over his sibling's body. I knew it was symbolic. I knew it meant something deeper to Night but I never spoke out. I just watched as Nightmare was slowly breaking.

We continued walking until we saw a deserted bakery filled with pastries. I smiled childishly and tried to run inside but I felt a pretty strong tug on my scarf and was immediately pulled back. I glanced up to see Nightmare's eyes blazing blue.

A warning.

I straightened up and kept walking, keeping my head down all the while. Night sighed.

"Poisoned." He simply said. I glanced up, my eyes sparkling with confusion.

"Hm?"

"The cakes are poisoned." He said again. "The twin who just died had eaten one and ended up coughing blood. I don't want that happening to you." He said, a slight blue tint glazed on his cheeks. I perked up at the thought that Night cares for me. I ended up smiling like a damn fool.

We walked back to Night's castle in the Corrupted Land and took off our masks. He unlocked the door and saw Error and Ink standing in his living room. Night pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed heavily.

"Why now?" He growled lowly before he walked inside. I hurried behind him, seeing how quickly he was going to shut the door. He slammed it shut, making Dream, Ink, and I jump and squeak. Error glared at him and rolled his eyes.

"Extra much?" Error chuckled.

"I can be much worse." Nightmare threatened. "What do you two want?"

"Ah," Ink sighed as he turned on his heel and approached Night. He wore an unusual outfit today and I found it really...attractive. It was a simple blue plaid shirt which was unbuttoned to reveal a few of his tattoos on his chest. His jacket was wrapped around his waist as usual and he wore a pair of skinny dark blue jeans with black boots. It was unsettling how hot it was to see him wear it yet it was unusual how Error would let him show that much of his body in public. "Well, we noticed how some dreams of many AUs were spiraling out of control and we just thought to stop by for a visit when we see Dream looking suicidal."

Ink walked dangerously close to Nightmare, his pupils were a red target sign and a red orb. "Care to fucking explain?"

Nightmare sighed and sat them all down on the couch as he explained. I watched as Ink's eyes melted into a pure white and Error's eyes went straight dark blue. Once he finished, Ink glanced at Dream and sighed. He pulled out a sketchbook and started to draw. After about ten minutes, he reached through the page and pulled out a long spear with blades on both ends. Error stood and unzipped his coat.

I knew what was coming so I grabbed my heart locket and fell asleep. I woke up to darkness and in the midst was a child sitting on the floor.

Chara.

"Chara!" I cried out but they didn't move. They just sat there, not moving, not responding. Not doing anything.

"C-Chara.." I started to walk forward but nothing...no response to my footsteps. No anything.

I made it up to their shoulders. "Chara...we need your help."

Nothing.

I reached out and touched their shoulder. They immediately jumped, trying to stand but can't. Shackles locked around their wrists and ankles and a thick black liquid poured from their eyes and mouth. I fell back in shock as they screamed in agony.

"LET ME OUT!!!!" They screamed. The chains and shackles rattled as they looked around. They wiped their eyes and blinked until I could see the red of their iris. "C...Cross..?"

"Yeah..?" I replied shakily. I didn't know whether to run or stay. I did know that Chara must've had a nightmare.

Their nightmares are horrific.

"Oh..."They said as they sat down, chains rattling once more. "Why are you here?"

"We need your strength." I told them as I sat down beside them. "We're going to reclaim Dream's kingdom and I can't do it without you."

"Cross..." Chara started, glancing down at their wrists bound in shackles. "...nevermind."

"What?" I asked, genuinely curious. "Please, tell me."

"I just..."Chara started. "I have nightmares about these chains and I was wondering. Well, can you please not lock me down?"

I stared at Chara, wondering if this was a genuine question. Yes, I understand they just had a nightmare but could they be fooling me?

"Please...?" Chara begged. I blushed darkly. Chara had never begged before nor has 'please' ever come from their mouth. It has to be genuine.

"Fine," I huffed. "But no possessing me while I'm sleep so you can eat Nightmare's chocolate again."

"Damn," Chara whispered. "Alright, deal."

Then I was the one trapped inside and they were the one who was free. I looked up through my eyes to see Ink, Error, and Nightmare ready for a fight. Ink smirked.

"Lets go get his shit back."

Here ya go.

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