Bad Guys And A Girl {Undertale AU Fanfic}

Chapter 3

{Gray's POV} 

You woke up from your thoughts with an incredible pain in your back and multiple voices arguing on top of another. You couldn't move still, but you could at least make out what everyone is saying this time. It was the star sanses, who else. A small part of you hoped for your friend Killer, like that would ever happen. However there was a new voice. Different, possibly a bit deeper. You felt some feeling come back to your head. 

"This wouldn't have happened if you hadn't forgotten our anniversary! For stars sake, you always act like your so alone, even when i'm directly next to you. You could at least try to acknowledge me!" Oh yeah, every once in your body recognise that voice, it was Ink's. He had scolded you enough times for you to recognize it in a heartbeat. "Well I'm sorry that your emotionless, soulless body can't adknowledge the difference when I care about you and when I don't. I'm trying my best, and you just blame it all on me. It's like the very fiber of my being is enough to upset you. Why do you want a relationship so hard anyway?" That voice was new. It was artificial, with hollow echos and repeats at various times. Is that Error's voice? You've never actually met him before, but one can imagine. He was oddly much more calm in the argument. 

 "Guys lets calm down, please." "No! You stay out of this Dream! You too Swap!" I hear his hard cold voice snap. "I want emotions Error, it's the one thing I don't have. I want to feel love! I want to feel warmth and comfort. I'm trying my best to be normal.  ake our relationship on good terms.  If only you-" "So you're just using me huh? Like when you made PJ and Gradient. You used them to fix our relationship. Or when you used the star sanses to break up me and Outer. I'm sure if you had a soul of your own you would use it to it's fullest extent too." "Error please-" "I said NO DREAM" Ink snapped once again. 

You had to disable this. If Dream can't do it, then you will. Your left arm barely can reach your giant pencil, and you prop all your weight on the padded eraser side. The tip obviously breaks under your weight, but you don't care as you make your way to the open door way. It was a slow, painful shuffle but enough to move to the room. "You're one to speak. I don't destroy innocent lives for the sake of "balancing life". They would have died on their own and you know that. I try to make my creation's lives short and mortal. You just have to take matters into your own hands don't you?" You inched closer to the room, the yelling only getting louder and harsher. 

"Me? You're the one creating all the unnecessary aus. I wouldn't have to kill if there were less to begin with. I have to keep balance, why won't you listen? You say their lives are short but their AU lives on forever even past the resets. You know this. What about your human? You are using her as a weapon to defeat the Bad Guys, just because you've decided the poor girl's immortal. You don't know that. You don't know what she feels. As long as you don't feel, you'll exploit around you till you do, won't you. You've never asked how I feel." You stood in the doorway in a mental shock. Ink was using you. In reality, you both knew that you couldn't feel. You were made of ink, so you couldn't use fake emotions either. All you felt was touch, like pain and comfort. You had to bluff the rest. 

What was all of this, all the brainwashing to hate the bad guys when the bad guy is one of the most sane in the room. He talk you to speak, how to think, and the importance of fighting 'evil'. But what was the evil in this scenario. All eyes were on your crooked and damaged body limping in the doorway, blandly staring at Ink with a grit in your teeth. You felt some unpleasantries. You were lied to, it didn't sit right in your head what was true and what was false. You look at Ink, obviously fuming, yet concerned and questioning how long you were there. You look at Dream and Blue, Core Chara was there too. All silent. And then you looked at Error, your body getting weak. Your glare to him was almost like Ink's desire for a 'normal' relationship. 

"Error. Do you mind taking me to Killer?" You uneasily spoke as you wobbled. "I need to think some stuff over." Ink was outraged that you asked to be taken to a bad guy, by a bad guy! It was if a father saw his daughter introducing her boyfriend when he told her never to get a boyfriend. Error, surprisingly, agreed and was a little glad he had an excuse to walk away from the situation. The portal was shortly cut off so Ink couldn't follow, and you collapsed in Killer's arms as all the strength left your body.