Ghastly's POV
I can't move, my wrists and ankles are bound. I look over at cousin Palette and see he has the same situation. He has his eyes shut and I instantly fear that the jerk knocked him out so I sway back and foth, bumping into him.
He opens his eyes and looks at me.
"What's wrong?"He asks
"I thought he knocked you out. I got scared, sorry."I tell him
"Don't be scared. Everything will be fine."He says
"Are you sure?"I ask
He shuts his eyes, thinking.
"Yes. I am sure."He says confidently
"Okay then...When should I use the knife?"I ask quietly
"You have a knife?!"He asks
"Of course. Brother taught me how to make, hide, steal or use them."I say, shifting and slipping a knife from my sleeve
"Oh dear Asgoro, are we sure that your brother wan't in prison and made a shank?"He asks
"Well he did learn from Papa."I say
I look at him. He looks so confused, as if he is questioning everything now.
I grab the knife and start to rub it against the rope around my wrist. I do it in the motion brother taught me, like rubbing two sticks together the best I can. I free my wrists and then slice the rope around my ankles. I turn to Palette and slice him free. He rubs his wrists and thanks me. Then the van stops. I hide the knife again. The doors open and our souls turn blue. We get dragged out and the first thing I see is this treehouse. He forces us to climb, locks us in and leaves.
"Great, what now?"Palette mutters as we get freed from the blue attack.
I run and try to knock the door down. I fail and hurt my shoulder. That doesn't stop me from trying though. I keep going at it. But then, I stop and think.
Why use my body when I can use my tentacle?
I summon and fire it. The door didn't stand a chance. I smile and get Palette by the hand.
"Let's go!"I cheer
"Already trying to escape, eh?"A voice says, sending a chill down my spine
"Cousin!"Palette exclaims, shoving me behind him
He steps in front of me and puts his arms up. This jerk showed my cousin no mercy. He whipped his tentacles at Palette, making each one with more force than the last. It was like he was trying to break a wall down. Palette did not break or fall down. He stayed standing, blocking each hit from me. I start to cry, witnessing this horror.
"Ugh, I'm wasting too much power. I have better things to attend to. But now, both of you better know to not be stupid and try to fucking escape."He says
"Sure. Just don't let the paint hit ya on the way out.....Or on second thought, it should."Palette says, snapping his fingers
Then I watch his paint roller smack this guy out like a bat hitting a baseball.
Palette smiles and holds his roller to stay standing. But he was so weak now that he drops it. I grab him so he doesn't fall and hurt himself.
"Palette! I got you! I got you! I'll heal you! I-I-It's gonna be okay! I-I-I-I-!"I cry
He holds me gently and wipes my tears.
"Don't cry, cousin. Don't worry. I'm ok."He says
"No you are not! How can I not worry? I just saw you get beaten! You're bleeding! There's no way you're ok!"I tell him
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A multiverse in ruins
FantasíaSequel to Errorink book:To Be or Not To Be Enemies. Contains multiple ships. Afterdeath, cream, errorink of course, dustberry, poth, killermare, etc. The adventure continues! Read to see what happens, but read the other book first if you haven't to...