Soulmates

Four

Nightmare opened a portal to a new AU, feeling a large amount of negativity coming from it. He could suck it all up instead of terrorizing an entire pacifist AU. Less work for him.

It had been a good three months since Dust had moved in and things were going well. He was happy, Killer was happy, Horror was happy and Dust was happy. It was going very well in his opinion.

Cross stared off into space with a frown. He was sitting cross-legged on the floor, his expression a bit pained.

Nightmare looked around the blank AU in confusion. There was.... nothing. Just white. It reminded him of the Anti-Void. But... where was the negativity coming from?

Cross continued staring off into the distance, stuck in his own head.

Nightmare frowned before looking around to find the source of the negative aura.

After walking around he finally found someone sitting in the vast white. A Sans.

Cross had an unsettling grin on his face as he stared off into nothing, his eye sockets blank.

Nightmare frowned slightly and walked closer. "Are you okay?"

Cross blinked, wiping away some tears before he looked up at the stranger.

"What are you doing here?" He asked with a frown. He hadn't thought that his AU was accessible anymore...

Nightmare frowned when he saw the Sans. He... looked so young. Barely an adult. Maybe a teenager? A kid then.

"I felt a strong sense of negativity and followed it here." Nightmare replied honestly and looked around. "Are you alone?"

Cross nodded.

"I'm the only one around here who isn't a ghost..." He mumbled quietly, staring up at the other.

Nightmare frowned slightly. That didn't sound good. Was he mentally unstable from staying here for too long? That was not good. Wait, how long had he been here? "Ghosts? You mean dead?"

Cross nodded.

He winced slightly when his arm burned a bit. Huh...

Nightmare winced when his arm burned and his eye widened. He checked his arm and sure enough, the last sentence was burning away.

Cross looked up at the other skeleton curiously when he looked at his arm.

"Is... is your Soulmate dying?" He asked with a frown.

Nightmare shook his skull before looking up at the other skeleton. "No. A dying Soulmate would feel cold and numb. I found mine."

"Hm?" Cross asked before he looked at his arm. Sure enough, a sentence was being burned away.

"So... You're my Soulmate?" He asked a bit confusedly. He hadn't thought he'd ever get to meet his Soulmate.

"Yeah, I guess so." Nightmare said before frowning, wincing slightly at the pain. The other wasn't reacting to the burn. "Don't you feel any pain?"

Cross blinked.

"Pain is easy to ignore when you've been created to work under extreme conditions." He replied almost robot-like.

Nightmare frowned at the response. That didn't sound right to him. The response was almost robotic. Like.... it was beaten into him.

"Well," Nightmare said softly. "I don't know about extreme conditions but why don't you come with me? My place has food and warmth. Better than this."

Plus, from what he was feeling, the other was like Killer. Losing his emotions. This wasn't good for their mental health and Nightmare planned to fix that. None of his mates would fall like he did.