Shattered Love (Shattered! Dream x Cross)

🖤💛 Chapter Two ❣️💔

Shatter's POV

I laughed at the screams below me as I threw buildings into the small AU characters. Soon a Frisk, (so it wasn't a Frisk, I wonder who it was then?) just about 18 years old came running out of a building, a determination-generated sword tightly gripped in their hand. "You-you monster! Who are you even?!" She screamed are me. I laughed, knowing it probably wasn't the best idea to give away my identity but I was killing them anyways. "Well, I'm Shattered Dream. But you can just call me Shatter. Not for long though, pretty soon you'll be nothing but dust." I said the last sentence in a sharp tone, empathizing that the old me would NEVER come back, I stated, "And don't think Dream will come save you, because he and I are the same. Only one difference. I want to kill you and he wouldn't hurt a soul." Frisky stepped back, shaking as a also teenage Chara came running behind me and attempted to stab me. Let's say it didn't end out so well for them. "Frisk.. I'm sorry, Love-" Frisk gasped as Chara turned to dust, a cool breeze across my tentacles. She collapsed in defeat as I, too, killed her. Soon after killing many other teenager versions of the original crew.

I laughed at the sight of so many murders. Brother would be proud, wouldn't he?

Nightmare's POV

I never thought of the day that Dream, the most favorable person in the multiverse would end up like me. I was angry. Angry at myself, and get at that parasite, and angry at Dream. I could never live up to his name, but now he was trying to live up to mine. Irony, as my old friend would call it, sheer Irony. She would also tell me that it's not my fault- but that doesn't matter now. She's gone, probably for good. And it IS my fault. 

Nobody's POV

Error ran as fast as he could. He wasn't really that much of a runner, or a helper, but this was urgent enough for even him to care.

He swiftly made his way into the Star's base. Nobody knew he knew where it was, but it's not like he'd tell anyone anyways; he and Ink were not just dating but secretly taking care a child.

Never mind that right now.

He was running towards the lounge area, where everyone would probably be right now.

His idea was to warn them about this before something really bad happened. Thankfully, his plan is working.

"Ink! In-" Error screamed before being cut off by a unknown member of the Stars. "Error? Why are YOU here?!?" He hissed at the glitchy god.

Error ignored him as Ink stood up, immediately concerned. "It's Dream, I. I- I think he ate a black apple or some-" Ink cut him off knowing that there were a few young newbies around. "DREAM?! HE DID WHHAAAAAATTT?!?"

Ink caught the "ears" of every single person in the base. Including Cross, whom wasn't far.

In just a few seconds Cross was bursting through the door and screaming about where was Dream and forcefully making Error fell him what happened.

"O-okay. Well, I was doing my JOB," he said glaring at the unappreciative people who hated him. "When I came into a old universe to see if it was to be destroyed. CORE told me not to but I heard screaming and people crying about Nightmare. So, trying to be better, I guess; I slipped away behind a building that had crashed onto the ground moments before my arrival. Instead of Nightmare, I saw a different gooy creature. This one had a yellow outline, clearly Dream's aroua."

Cross was tapping his sword against his knee impatiently, Error was talking (in Cross' opinion.) very slowly. And what he heard wasn't his favorite news.

"Then he introduced himself to a Frisk after hurting Chara. He-" Error paused.

"He WHAT?" Cross asked him, angry at the fact that anyone would think that's Dream.

"He- he said his name was Shattered Dreams.. but they could call him Shatter." Cross' "eyes widened."

"He then aired them that- that Dream wouldn't ever save them or anybody else because he was.." Error nodded and looked at the floor. Even he was saddened by the fact that the little sunshine was gone.

Cross flared up at what appears to be air but was really Chara.

"Why didn't you TELL me?" Cross hissed. "That would just take the fun out of watching you and your boyfriend suffer, wouldn't it?" Chara replied in a mocking tone. It hurt her whenever he got hurt, but it was fun watching him emotionally suffer. Plus, she didn't get any effects other than amusement from it anyways.

Blue was in the room and wasn't taking. His eyes were black. Pitch black. And he wasn't saying a word. If not for the cheerful uniform he had on or the freckled that framed his eyes, nobody could've known it was him even.

Ink, on the other hand was losing it. Error even considered taking out his paints so he could calm down. But these would end up with a seriously scary Ink and he didn't want to die right now.

"WHAAAT!! SO IM JUST SUPPOSED TO BELIVE THAT DREAM COUPD DO ANYTHING LIKE THAT?!?" Ink screeched. Error had never mentioned that anyone had to a have a certain option on anything or whatever, but he wasn't going to say anything in fear of his soul being snapped in half.

Cross was also losing it but in a different way. He was throwing knifes at the rocks everywhere. On the ground, the ground, the ceiling, the walls, people- (people?) yes people.

Chara was laughing so hard she would have passed out by now if she wasn't a ghost.

All of the other people, monsters, and humans, were either having a mental breakdown, pain if attack, or being Cross. It wasn't too pretty.

"So," Blue finally broke the screaming, "What now?"

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Yay a cliffhanger, a actual one, I think!

Bai!

(Should a do a ask blog-type-thing? Maybe with all of the multiverses? Just say yes or no really.)