Cross X Dream.

Chapter 7

"Nightmare I need you to tell me what happened." Killer said as he looked at Nightmare, Killer was trying to keep his calm but man did he feel like killing someone.

Nightmare put a hand to his head. "Killer, I'm telling you I don't remember much." Nightmare repeated again. "All I remember is someone wearing a similar cloak to the person in the dungeon and then a shooting pain in my head and I blacked out."

Killer sighed once more as he felt the familiar black liquid fall down his face.

"Are you alright?" Nightmare inquired, seeing as Killer was now frantically trying to wipe his face in his sleeves. "Hey, Kills it's alright. Come here." Nightmare then instructed calmly. Killer followed as he sat down next to where Nightmare was lay, in a bed with a bandage round his head. "Now tell me what's the matter?"

"I failed you." Killer mumbled.

"We all make mistakes." Nightmare reassured. "Please don't beat yourself up about this. It's not your fault. I told you to give me some time alone and you followed my request. If anything it's my fault." Nightmare then gave a reassuring smile then.

Killer also smiled then. "Yeah. I guess it was you goopster." Killer let out a little laugh.

Nightmare also laughed, as the soft knocking off the door was heard. "Come in?" Nightmare welcomed whoever was about to enter the room. Of course it was now Dream. "Oh hi Dream are you alright? I heard what happened from Kills." Nightmare asked concerned, which caused Dream to frown.

"Really? You're asking me if I'm okay. You're the one in a bed and Cross had a knife in his hand!" Dream exclaimed suddenly running towards Nightmare and now seeking comfort, as he hugged his older brother tightly.

"So you're not alright?" Nightmare hugged Dream too, feeling his little brother hide in his clothes. Dream mumbled something then and Nightmare only softly smiled then. "Aw my two favourite people." He then put an arm around Killer.

"Aw thank you Nightmare." Killer thanked then, being in a lot better of a mood now. Nightmare hugged him even more.

Nightmare had hugged Killer and Dream. Dream soon fell asleep against Nightmare then. Nightmare smiled softly then.

"Have you got any ideas on who the traitor could be?" Killer wondered then.

Nightmare thought for a moment. "I feel as though I was catching on and well whatever happened today happened to possibly through us off." Nightmare theorized.

Killer only smiled. "Wow. You have some weird theories your highness." Killer chuckled a little. "You should get some rest now." Killer then stood up and patted Nightmares head. "I'll be outside the room to look after you and your brother." He waved then and shut the door.

"Okay." Nightmare mumbled as he melted into the pillow. He glanced at his brother and soon fell asleep then. But not before grabbing his cape and putting it other his baby brother. For some random reason striking up a strange memory of when he use to be so strict about everything, when Killer had first came to the castle when he was fourteen, Killer was fifteen and Dream was four, but early four so he wasn't trapped inside fully yet.

It was a warm sunny day. Killer was still relatively new to the castle walls and the millions of staff members, but luckily he had his own very small and hyperactive tour guide. Dream was happy enough to run around the hallways and point to Killer where everything was. Killer was quite happy as well to follow the sugar hyped four year old.

"And that's the gawdwen!" Dream couldn't announced the big word.

Killer smiled as he crouched down. "Why thank you your highness." Killer bowed then as well.