Little Soul Destroyer

[5] - Awake

"Oh dear stars... I feel so bad for them." Outer worriedly said and Sci nodded. "I know... For now, all we can do is wait for them to wake up."

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Darkness. It was all Dream could remember, opening his eyesockets- wait- why couldn't he open them? What happened-

Then memories came rushing in, causing him to remember the events that took place. Ah, yes. His skull was smashed, eating a SOUL and then there's these... Different voices that he has never heard of before. They sounded so... Not good. Like they shouldn't be trusted. Especially the one that spoke first. He likes the other voice though, they were sincere with him, and he didn't felt pitiful of him.

He doesn't know why but he wants to punch the one that spoke first's teeth in over and over and over-

Quickly dismissing the violent thought, he then tried to make sense of his surroundings. He attempted to close his eyes, but noticed he can't. Oh that's right, his skull was cracked... How could he forget that already...

Reaching a hand up, he gently brushed his hand over the crack, only to find something covering it. A cloth of some sort? It was smooth. The texture was nice and familiar... He glided his hand across it. Bandages?

He doesn't remember bandaging it. And the only one who can bandage this good was...

And at the thought of his brother, he couldn't help but feel very sad again. His brother... Gone. He ate his SOUL in desperation for his brother to live on within him... In hopes that his brother would stay with him.

All of a sudden, he couldn't breath. Why couldn't he breath? He's hearing rapid breathing and panting and also a ringing in his hearing senses. Is he the one heaving? Why is he heaving?! What's happening to him?!

He then began to hear faint shouts, and felt something touch him. All of a sudden, flashbacks went through him and he let out a scream of shock and alarm, trying his best to back away, but it was no use. He was backed to a corner, or a wall, he couldn't tell.

All of a sudden, he was being held down against something. No! Nonononononono not again-

Then it stopped. They had let go of him? What happened-

That's when he felt it, a strange feeling of Negativity engulfing him. It was very strong... Very, very strong waves of Negativity, but also very very tame at the same time. It was similar to his brother's, but still stronger than his. He found himself still trying to breathe as rapidly as possible while trying to catch his breath. He didn't even noticed the choked sobs he was emitting and the magic liquid getting soaked up by the bandages around his face.

Nothing was touching him at the moment, as the faintest touch leaves him yelling out in alarm and shock. The Negativity was very comforting though, it definitely felt like his brothers. But how? How can someone replicate his brother's aura? Let alone, be so potent that he can feel it pass the barrier blocking him from his connections?

Was this a trick to make him let his guard down?

And with that thought, he stiffened again and quickly curled up in on himself as if to try and protect him, breaths fast and erratic as he tries his best to shield himself from the outside world.

He wishes his brother was here right now. He wants his brother. Why can't he have his brother? Why can't anything good come to him? Why why WhY WHY WHY?!