DRTCA: Next Generation (Discontinued)

Whispers

"Hello? Is anybody there?" Bluescreen whispered into the darkness. Kenza hugged her side, holding on tight.

"And who are you?" A voice asked.

"My name is Bluescreen," She answered. "What's your name?" There was silence for a moment.

"Call me Mangle. Is there someone else with you? I can hear someone." Kenza was breathing rather hard.

"That's Kenza. Where are we?" Bluescreen replied. She heard a chuckle.

"Hell."

"H-Hell?" He let out a burst of chilling laughter.

"Hell. This place is a big game of take apart and put back together. Fixing me and breaking us apart."

"I-I'm sorry," Bluescreen stammered. Another chuckle, this time darker.

"No, you aren't. Not yet."

"Wake up, wake up little sheep." Geno opened her eyes. "Come on, there are secrets to unveil." The door creaked open. Geno didn't move. "Where've you gone this time?" Footsteps vibrated the metal floor. "I will find you." Geno smiled to herself. "Are you angry? It's not my fault your boyfriend left you here alone."

"You're a fool if you think he left me," Geno said, her voice echoing across the room.

"He's not here. How do you know he hasn't abandoned you?"

"I trust him." Her captor laughed.

"Trust him? Where is he now? Hiding, and certainly not helping you, little sheep."

"Are you still looking for him then? I know you can't begin without the two you're missing."

"Oh you're right about that. But I can begin the first phase."

"How? Who did you find?"

"Oh it's not your children. I'm much too sick and tired of waiting for them to come to me. No. But there are always substitutes to be used. I'll get your children later. They are coming of age after all." He laughed and left the room. The sound of the door closing ringing out in the room long after he'd gone.

Cross rocked back and forth singing to herself.

"Since the last I've seen my son, lost to this monster, to the man behind the slaughter. Since you've been gone, I've been singing this stupid song so I could ponder, the sanity of your mother."

"This son of yours," The voice began. "What's his name?" Cross smiled.

"I have three sons but I remember Incubux the best."

"Incubux? Like the demon?" Cross nodded.

"He was always a little demon." There was silence for a moment.

"Do you miss him?"

"Everyday. I miss being with him and my husband. I miss being at home."

"Yeah... I miss my home too."

"Dust," The voice called. "Dust."

"I'm awake," Dust answered, hugging his knees.

"Come on, we should run."

"We can't run. You're smart enough to know that." The voice went silent. "That's what I thought."

"You're a jackass you know that?"

"Language."

"I'm not a child!"

"You are a child."

"I was a child."

"You're still a ch-"

"Shh. He's coming."

"So," Horror began. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm fine. You're the one stuck in a cell."

"You're the one stuck in my body."

"Yeah, you're right. I'm clearly worse off."

"Thanks, J."

"Do you think we can get out if we attack him?" Killer chuckled.

"I'm malnourished, fatigued and blind. Do you really think I'll be able to attack him?" He asked.

"Who knows, but I have friends to free and two more to find. Once I've done that we can be free."

"Well, you better pray for a miracle because there's no way we'll be getting out of here anytime soon."

"Miracles aren't all that hard to come by. After all, I'm here and you're still alive."

"Yeah, I guess."

"How do I get inside?" Nightmare asked, watching the old, stone building.

"You must wait. Someone will come." Nightmare growled.

"I can afford to wait!"

"You must. If you go inside now, we'll get caught." Nightmare bit his lip.

"Alright," He sighed. "I'm coming for you Crossy."

"We have to kill him."

"Shut up," Reaper growled.

"We have to get inside. He has your wife. He's after your children. We have to get him."

"We have to wait."

"Death-"

"Don't call me that."

"Reaper, we have to act."

"If we act, he will kill her."

"Does that matter?"

"Of course it matters. Don't you want to see your friends again?" Relieving silence echoed in his head.

Everyone sat in the living room, holding a mug of cocoa. Blueprint sat apart from the group but they were all staring at her.

"So Raven," PJ began. "Why's she here?" Raven looked at her.

"Her brother's gone missing. Something to do with a purple guy," He answered. PJ, Goth, Incubux and Hazel froze.

"A purple guy?" Incubux asked. Raven looked at Blueprint.

"Y-Yes," She answered. Incubux stood up.

"Did you see where he took them?" He asked, shaking her shoulders. Her eyes were wide in fear.

"N-No." Hazel put a hand on his shoulder.

"Incubux," She warned. Raven had already stood up to help Blueprint and looked ready to punch him. Incubux let Blueprint go and backed off.

"Sorry," He apologised. Raven sat down and Hazel approached the half traumatised smol.

"What did you see?" She asked. Blueprint gulped.

"Um, I was running away. P-Palette told us to run. All I saw was a purple guy holding something a-and then I was lost." Hazel looked back at the other three. The rest were looking at them in confusion.

"Who's Palette," Hazel asked.

"Her brother," Raven answered. Blueprint smiled at him gratefully.

"So you didn't see where they went?" Goth asked. Blueprint shook her head.

"She doesn't know," A long lost voice said, from behind them. "But I do." The children turned around and Blueprint peeked around them to look at the figure that stood behind them. PJ's eyes lit up.

"Uncle Fresh!"