Helping a Prince

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(Before we get into this chapter I just wanna say thank you all so much for 100+ reads!!! I never thought this story would even get more than 10 so thank you all soooo much! Also! I have a question for you all! This story is no where near close to ending yet, but I would like your opinion on how it should end. Should this story end happy? Or should it end angsty? I'm not really sure how it should end, I mean I have plans for both but I'm a mess and can't pick which direction it should go or if should end good and bad- Oh gosh the possibilities- but anyways- I'll leave it up to you all! 

How should this story end in your opinion?)

TW: Graphic violence, sympathetic Remus, Roman's issues that I'm too lazy to explain =3=

~~~ 5 days after Creativity went unconscious ~~~

~ 3rd person pov ~

Creativity had been unconscious for days... Every moment Creativity was unconscious Intrusive Thoughts became more and more restless and concerned... Intrusive Thoughts pulled at the chains keeping his arms in the air again... He tried to force himself out of the chains keeping him hanging... It wasn't working very well...

Intrusive Thoughts couldn't handle it anymore... He had to help... Even if it cost too much...

"SIN!" Intrusive Thoughts screamed, summoning the spirit of the side...

"Well, well, well... If it isn't my favorite subject~" Sin hissed, his voice laced with venom...

"Sh-shut up! I need your help not your words!" Intrusive Thoughts growled, his face turning red from embarrassment to the fact he stuttered... Sin knew that Intrusive Thoughts loved being called the favorite, since he never was called favorite for anything... 

"Really? What would you need my help for?" Sin rolled his eyes, his voice still laced venom...

"I need you to get me out. Now. I have to help Creativity." Intrusive Thoughts spoke, his voice more even to try and not fall for Sin's trap...

Sin smirked, "You know my price dear~ I will need to take something valuable from you~"

"I know... And I will give you something valuable... You can have my silence... My quiet mind..."  Intrusive Thoughts said carefully, his mind was usually very quiet... Usually his thoughts weren't very powerful... They didn't bother him too much...

"Very well. Your silence is mine then." Sin snapped and the chains holding Intrusive Thoughts faded away, setting the side free... Sin held out his hand and and an orange glow surrounded Intrusive Thoughts who hissed in pain... 

The magic began to pull out what was blocking Intrusive Thoughts' thoughts, letting a massive flood of words go in the younger side's mind, the years of thoughts and words finally escaping it's prison...

The side began to cry heavily, the terrible thoughts were far too loud compared to his normal silence... He couldn't even hear himself cry...

About 5 minutes late, the magic had pulled out any and all barriers that were keeping Intrusive Thoughts' mind quiet...

"Have fun my dear~" Sin hissed before disappearing...

Intrusive Thoughts after about an hour finally got up off the floor... The thoughts were still rushing in his head but they were a little more bearable now... Intrusive Thoughts walked over to a very dusty and damaged door, his gate to the imagination and opened it up, being greeted with a lovely breeze and warm sun...

For a moment...

All his problems just vanished...

Until he remembered that Creativity was still close to death...

Intrusive Thoughts started to walk in the imagination and search for his twin, still crying from all the terrible thoughts... It took quiet a bit before he finally located where his twin was located, but that didn't really help his state after seeing what awful condition Creativity was in...

Creativity's skin was pale, and his stomach and cheeks were sunken along with under his eyes... His breathing was hollow and hardly there... If it wasn't for the small rise and fall of his chest, you'd think he was dead... His hair was a mess, his lips were chapped and pale...

"R-red... When w-was the last t-time you e-even drank w-water..." Intrusive Thoughts whispered, picking up the frail boy carefully, afraid that one wrong move would snap Creativity in half... He held the young twin close... "My l-little b-brother... Wh-what have y-you done t-to yourself..."

 He stood up and began to walk over to Romulus mountain... He knew that only sides who were close to Creativity and Intrusive Thoughts could climb the mountain and not get hurt, therefore, they would both be safe there... 

A few hours later Intrusive Thoughts finally made it all the way up the mountain... He was breathing heavily and still slightly crying... He was so tired... He walked over to a tree and set down Creativity before walking to a small spring... He used the last of his strength to summon a small cup... He gathered the spring water into a cup and walked over to Creativity...

He sighed and set the small cup down... He was too tired to try and wake up Creativity... 

He'd do it tomorrow...

And he was gonna help Creativity...

He was gonna save Creativity...

Before it was too late...

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