Memories

Chapter 19: New Introductions

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I suggest you read Shell by @Firehedgehog first (oh and Invasion of the Inky by Fire as well.)

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Shell sat on a branch of a tree in a pocket dimension with no name, his eyelights trained on the 5 birds in front of him. The ones that he was mostly interested in was a large bird teaching a tiny grey bird to fly. It reminded him of the small broken skeleton he had been so close with many years ago, the one that he had made into his adopted son.

Shell's hand reached up to his skull which had what seemed to be a warm liquid on it. Was... he crying? He didn't even know that his avatar could cry...

As Shell was about to leave the pocket universe a blue screen that seemed to come from a video game appeared in front of him. Not once had Shell seen this before and it was even stranger that such item didn't show up in the code. The screen showed message from the user @Snowstorm174. At first, Shell was puzzled at who exactly had sent this message through such a strange way until he remembered just exactly who she was. This was a creator. Form the fourth dimension.

The only question left was how. The connection between The Beyond was broken when the plague had destroyed it and even just trying to send such message would cost a lot of energy! So that would mean ... that this was an emergency.

Without hesitance, Shell pressed the "open" button on the blue screen (bluescreen: *sneezes* ) and his eyes widened at what was written in the message.

SHELL COME RESCUE YOUR CHILD

-Snow

Shell's avatars body froze as he stared at the simple message, the birds flew away from the aura that emitted from the god. In a flash of light, the god was gone.

===with ??????????===

The darkness ate at him from the inside as he felt himself closer to the edge, closer than he has even been. The shackles around his arms, wings and neck kept him from wandering. He missed his family that he couldn't remember. Why was he here again? Oh, right. Because of his mother SHE IS NOT YOUR FAMILY, Fate. The small child stares blankly at the black floor as his mind struggled to think clearly. One side of his mind had given up while the other... he didn't know what the other was doing.... he probably never would. The child's hold tightened on a specific doll... one that looked like a different version of Ink... another doll was rested on the floor beside the child. It was smaller than the one in his grasps and it looked oddly like him. The child blinked as the familiar laughter that he was used to was heard as he sighed in defeat.

He looked up to see his worst nightmare.

Fate.

Staring right at him

"Hello again...Colourless"

... who is Colourless?

===Back with Shelllll!!!!!===

After all these years... he couldn't resist saving his child. He had been defeated by his urge to defend his adopted son yet.... it wasn't exactly a bad defeat. Shell checked every curve of the border he had created around the quarantined multiverse, wondering if he could perhaps enter it without an insane deity noticing. His train of thought was crashed when a strange yet familiar presence was felt, somehow intruding the strong barrier. It felt like Fate. Well, one version of Fate anyways. To be a LOT more specific, this Fate was from pacificverse. A strangely peaceful multiverse with a Fate that wasn't crazy. Shell remembered that she was part of the Fate Rehabilitation Project that was created by the original Fate. Without hesitation, Shell teleported near the Fate. However.... he regret seeing it.

Shell's eyelight shrunk into small doesn'ts as he gaped at the scene in front of him. The Fate in front of him screamed in pain as the red barrier that Shell had definitely NOT made trapped her and started to take not only her life force but her powers and magic like a hungry lion. Ripping away her powers and life force until she was nothing. Shell didn't even know this was possible. The screams died down as the deity started to fade, fade away into nothingness. Shell found out a few facts from this. If it wasn't for the fact that he wasn't a version Fate, he could of died (though that is unlikely) when he had crossed the red tinted barrier and that if he wasn't using his avatar, he could have lost a lot of magic. Quickly, Shell retreated. He did not look back at the dying deity. He needed help.

===with Oreo and Depressed violin boi===

Silence drowned the two skeletons that stared at each other. It was holding Cross by the neck, he couldn't breath, he was suffocating in this silence.

They had been standing like this for the last hour, no one has moved. Or awoken in Killers case. "Who... are you?" The skeleton asked, completely avoiding Cross's question. What did Cross do? He did what he always did.

"Hey! I asked first!" Complains Cross Who was ignoring the screaming Chara. "YOU IDIOT! JUST ATTACK HIM ALREADY!". Cross just shook his head. "No." He replies, staring at the new skeleton waiting for a reaction. The skeleton with lavender eyelights stared at Chara with a tilted skull. "You have a ghost friend" said the stranger plainly. "Yeah. So?" Cross scoffed with narrowed eye sockets before quickly asking another question. "Who are you and how are you here?".

"..."

Cross patiently waited for an answer.

"C- Nightmare allowed me" Said the skeleton before standing up and walking through Cross out the door. Cross shivered as the feeling of freezing ice crawling up his spine was felt. "FOLLOW HIM YOU IDIOT!" Chara screeched, clearly not feeling what Cross was feeling. "F-fine" Cross muttered, the icy feeling still there. "W-wait for me!" Cross shouted as he followed the other skeleton. The skeleton stopped as he waited for Cross to catch up. "Y-you never told me your name!" Cross heaved.

"My name? ... call me Myth"

Myth? "That's an amazing name!" Cross grinned. "CROSS!" Cross froze. "Uh, Sorry, I have to go." Cross said with a hint of fear in his voice. Before Myth could answer, Cross turned on his heels and fled down the hallway as if his life depended on it. "Bye..." Myth murmured, watching the black and white skeleton who was being followed by a ghost child. This was the first person to be kind to him. Dream and Crow didn't count. The transparent skeleton stayed still for a bit more before he faded back into the void in his soul.

===with le authors===

Lunar huffed as the two wandered the streets aimlessly. "Where are we?!" She hissed, her flamethrower being dragged around by T-Dude. T-Dude grumbled something about how they should of went left instead of right before he dropped the flamethrower. "I don't know" he sighed. Lunar groaned and sat down on a random chair that had appeared from thin air by her creator powers. "Let's just rest for a bit. I'm sure we will find them soon enough" T-Dude said to the very frustrated Lunar.

...

The two didn't see the hooded figure watching them from the roof of a house

"... we shall meet soon... Geno"

A/n:

Hi everyone! Sorry for such a long wait on the new chapter. Writer's block hit me hard and I have absolutely no idea what to do. So I adopted a one shot from @Firehedgehog to make as a side project! It is called Sorry and features Nightmare! So when it comes out, feel free to have a look!

Also, for the next chapter, I allow you guys to choose whose point of view (kinda?) will be featured!

Error

Gradient

????

Ink...

Blue

Fate

The deity squad