Hanging on by a Thread

Rope

(Error POV:)
I woke up, pain flooding my entire body, but with practice that no one should have, I pushed away the pain and stood. I suddenly felt an even sharper pain, but in my soul this time. I double over, hands going to my rib cage. "Goddamnit Inky..." I mutter, slowly rising to my feet. I summon a Portal to the new AU that had just been created. I feel something was wrong with the coding, but didn't have the time to care about it, and so I just stepped inside of the new AU. Taking a look around, I nearly thought I was still in the Anti-Void, but changed my mind as soon as I noticed I was able to scan this area's code. The Anti-Void has no code, so it couldn't be that... I glanced around, and saw them. Millions of other Sanses, just kinda.... standing there? Odd, but okay. Ink was there as well, a grimace on his face. Once I saw him, I went into a defensive stance, knowing Inky wasn't here for a good reason. Glancing around,  I see Blue, and his face clearly saying 'Leave! Portal out of here! Please!' I just smiled sadly, and shook my head. Blue's face fell, and Inky growled. "NOW!" Ink cried out, and suddenly, all the Sanses moved at once, except Blue, Fresh, and Geno. I did a double take when I saw Fresh, and his glasses just said 'Sup | Bro' I nod at him, and he mouths 'Run' I shake my head once again. I look back at Ink, and Dodge his paintbrush. This was going to be a long fight.

<Time Skip because I can't write Fight Scenes>

I'm on the ground, marrow leaking from my bones and into my jacket. I sigh. It hurts, but as always, it can't kill me. I get up, much to Inky's shock. I hear them all gasp when I get back to my feet and glare at them. I open a portal and step backwards into it. I fall almost immediately onto the white floor of the Anti-Void. I turn my head towards my box of stuff, and sit up enough to pick it up and look inside. There's a few dolls (Blue, Fresh, and Geno), a bit of string, and... my least favorite item, a noose from when I had given up. I pick it up, and just look at the rope in my hands. I wonder... I hear a portal open up behind me, and I leap to my feet. My eyes widen. It was Ink. He looked at me, raising his paintbrush. Then he notices what I was holding, and his eyes fill with fear and confusion. I curse myself, and throw it behind me. I turn back to him, only to see his portal closing. I look back at the rope, and glare at it accusingly. However, I just put it back in the box, and go back to laying down on the white floor.

(Author's Note: I just realized that Error only said one thing, but I'm too lazy to change it. Oof. Also, hope you all enjoyed! Poor Error, but he has been through a lot, after all. Bye for now, Pups!)

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