Silent Letters

Chapter 8

No POV

"H-how are you alive?? We thought you were killed by the car!" Error ran over and opened up his bag, fishing iut one of the many water bottles. Dust coughed and groaned loudly in pain. "Here.." Error tipped Dust's head back and let the water spill into his mouth slowly. Dust desperately drank what he could and shifted. Error put the bottle up and closed the bag. "I n-never got hit by the car...i-i-i ran off but got hit a few times.." He slowly tugged up his pant leg and whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut. The bone was horribly cracked and covered in blood. "We're gonna get you out  of here..don't worry.." Undyne nodded. Dust whined and shifted. Undyne pulled out a med kit that they had found and unrolled some bandages. She grabbed a few bottles of straight alcohol. She gave one to Dust, who quickly opened it and sipped it. She poured some alcohol onto her hands and quickly 'washed' them, before pouring alcohol onto his leg, making Dust almost scream but Error clamped a hand over his mouth. Dust looked at him, tears pouring down his face. Undyne wrapped his leg in layers of bandages quickly and Dust sipped on the alcohol. "Alright..lets get him back to the room.." Error told her and she nodded. "Dust, we have a room that us and a few others are staying at. We'll take you there.." Error rested a hand on his shoulder. Dust nodded and panted. Together, Undyne and Error managed to lift Dust up and help him down the long hallways. "Almost there.." Error told him. They made it to the room and knocked furiously on the door. "Reaper, open up!" Undyne hissed.  Loud screechea from the tables were heard and the door opened. "Holy shit.." Reaper gaped. "Move it! We have to get him in." Error hissed and Reaper moved, letting the 3 in. The tables and chairs were moved back and the 3 sat down on the carpet. "S-swapfell..?" Dust trembled and cupped his cheek. Swapfell shifted and groaned. "Whaaat.." He hissed. He opened his eyes and gasped. "DUST!!" He tackled Dust into a hug. Dust cried out in pain.but hugged back. "Easy with his leg you knitwhit!" Error and Undyne hissed in sync. Swapfell and Dust sobbed, clinging onto eachother. Undyne told them to sit up so Dust's leg wasn't pressed down. Soon, they were leaned against the wall, mumbling to eachother as Swapfell peppered his face with gentle kisses. Geno and Reaper had fallen asleep, curled up on the floor. Alphys stayed with Undyne, but Error kept pacing. He suddenly grabbed a knife from one of the bags and moved the tables out of the way. "What the hell are you doing?!" Swapfell stood up. "Getting my brother and Ink back." Error growled in response and finished moving the tables. "Y-y-y can't-t jus-st l-leave!" Alphys exclaimed. "Watch me..." Error hissed and opened the door. "Wait!" Swapfell ran to him.  Error was already leaving but Swapfell stopped him. "You can't go alone. It's practically suicide!" "Well I can't leave them out there!" Error trembled, tears creeping down his cheeks. "Well at least let me go with you!" Swapfell tried to reason. "No. You just got Dust back, and I don't want to rip you away from him because you went with me to get someone that has no role in your life." Error glared. Swapfell opened his mouth to speak, but shut it. "Make sure my brother stays safe.." He murmured before running off, leaving Swapfell speechless. He bolted down the hall, not caring about all the noise he was making. "2 days...2 days is all we need.." Error panted as he turned down the hall. He desperately called out their names, slowling to look into different rooms. "Fresh??" He tapped on a window. No response. He went to the next classroom. Same respone. He went down the hall, his hope slowly crumbling. "A...a-anyone..?" He heard a low voice. Error gripped his knife and turned down the hyýall. His hope faded as he saw nothing but a hall full of bodies. He lowered his arms and hiccuped. He sniffled and wiped his eyes, starting to quietly cry. "...p...p-please.." Error froze. He looked up and stared. The body of a cat monster shifted and I gripped my knife, growling. The body flipped over and another figure moved away from it, coughing. "P-please....i-i-i don't wanna d-die.." They cried out.

Error POV

It was a skeleton....but not any that I recognized..I went over slowly, gripping the hilt of the large knife. I dragged the corspe away and the skeleton curled away. They must have saw the knife, because they let out a choked sob and covered their head. "P-please..n-n-no.." They sobbed. I kneeled and put a hand on their shoulder. "I won't hurt you.." I said quietly. The skeleton looked up at me and my breath caught. A pair of dull, mismatched eyes looked up at me. "I-inky..?" I mumbled. He sobbed and clutched onto me, grasping onto me for dear life. I hugged him tightly, dropping the knife. "I-i-i thought I-i'd never see you a-again.." He hiccuped and I hugged him tighter. I leaned back a bit, cupped his cheek and kissed him firmly. Tears ran down my face as we kissed. I thought I had lost him. But here he was, in my arms. I pulled away and hugged him again. "Gods I thought I lost you.." I murmured. "Do you know where Fresh is??" I asked suddenly. "Y-yeah...he's with a-a group of others...i-in hall D, class 206." Ink gulped. "Alright..did you get hurt at all..? Any wounds?" I scanned his face. "I-I got hit with a bat....a-and with a gun...n-not shot! But w-with the butt of the gun.." He mumbled. He coughed and whined in pain. "Alright..we gotta get Fresh, and then we're leaving. We have 5 bags of supplies that we snagged from the cafeteria, like food, water, knives and a few med kits. Once we get back to the room, we're leaving town." I told him and his eyes widened. "Where would we go??" He gripped my arm. "I have some buddies on the outskirts on town. I think they'll be quite flexible with us." He took the information in and nodded hesitantly. "Alright...let's go get that 90's trash." I stood up and smiled, holding out a hand to him. He grasped my hand and I helped him up. We turned instantly at the sound of a scream. A figure ran out into the halls, zooming towards us. I picked the knife back up but froze when I saw the familiar jacket and hat of a certain 90's skeleton. "FRESH!" I yelled his name. "ERROR RU-" He screamed as a gunshot rang and collasped forward, slamming into the ground and rolling a bit.
"NO!"