I can protect you...

To Save the Ones we Love (10)

//heh heh heh... I'm sorta sorry...//

Bad lead Dream over to a soft area where he could heal George. Dream followed closely behind hoping desperately that Bad could heal him.

Skeppy just watched. He wasn't magical... he didn't have any power that could help. What could he do..?

Nothing...

Just like always...

Bad, feeling Skeppy's change in emotion, called Skeppy over to make sure he was okay.

"Hey, we're all going to be okay... I promise."

Skeppy looked up at Bad. "You said you'd always be with me! You lied..."

Bad smiled sympathetically. "I'm still here aren't I?"

Skeppy took a breath to argue but found that Bad was right.

Bad then turned his attention to George. He looked to Dream who kept a continuous worried gaze.

"If this is going to work I'm going to need some of your energy too. I'm not going to be able to heal him with the energy I have."

Dream finally tore his gaze away from George and nodded. He placed his hand on Bad's arm and Bad placed his hand on George's wound.

George and Dream began to glow. Although Dream's glow was getting duller, George was glowing brighter.

When Bad was done he'd fallen over. Skeppy quickly caught him and laid him gently in his lap. Dream looked like he was going to faint. Dream slouched against the bed and blinked his eyes continuously to stay awake.

George them moved Dream's mask away and brushed his hand through Dream's hair.

Dream gasped and looked up to see George with a happy but pained face looking upon him.

Dream smiled at him. "Mornin' Georgie..."

George gave a soft laugh. "Morning Clay... get some sleep you look tired."

"Mm not..." Dream argued sleepily.

"Mmhm... sleep."

Dream then promptly fell asleep. Bad, barely awake, smiled at George. "Hey George... feeling better..?"

George nodded weakly. "Thank you both."

Bad leaned heavily on Skeppy. His mind tempting him into the world of sleep.

"You should rest." Skeppy said quietly. "Who knows what's going to come after us next."

Bad nodded sleepily and let out a content breath.

-~-~-

Three hours later they felt an earthquake again.

Bad and Dream stood up quickly ready to fight. George was still injured, and Skeppy didn't really know how to fight well.

Suddenly Skeppy's father stepped into the room. "So this is where you hid Angel." He said venomously.

Bad kept a scowl on his face and his wings spread slightly.

Dream had an enchanted sword. Obviously he had enchantments he's Dream and has had many opportunities to learn the trade.

Skeppy was in his own head again. About how powerless he was. About how useless he was. How could he help Bad if he couldn't even save himself..!

"Skeppy!" Dream shouted. Skeppy looked up quickly. "We need you here in this world! Take George some place safe... please..."

Skeppy could hear desperation in his voice though he wasn't looking at him, but he knew if he did he would lose and get hurt.

'I can still save someone!'

Skeppy finally stood up and walked over to George. He shook him slightly and George stirred slightly.

"C-Clay..?" George asked weakly.

"No. He's busy protecting us. I need to hide you."

George nodded slightly. He tried to sit up but let out a pained yelp.

Dream turned a moment to look at them and almost was stabbed but Bad covered him.

Skeppy put his arm around George and quickly moved him into his closet.

George grabbed at his wound and sucked in a breath.

Skeppy set him down in Bad's makeshift bed and George leaned heavily on him.

"You need to stay awake George! Dream needs you!"

"Dre- Clay..?" He paused. "Yeah... y-yeah he needs me..."

He tried to sit up again but gripped at his wound again.

He looked over and spotted a bottle. He grabbed it with a weak hand.

"Take this... to my room... pour this in an awkward potion and make sure it's a splash potion."

How do I get there without... ya know... dying!"

George laughed a little even though Skeppy was a hundred percent serious.

"Take the secret passages."

Skeppy looked blankly at George.

"Excuse me... the what now?!"

George held in his laughter to not hurt himself further.

"What did you think me and Dream teleport or something..?

"I mean... it was a possibility... that I did think that..."

Skeppy was happy to make George laugh again to much was happening and he didn't need to be sad... there was to much sadness he was about to endure.

"Alright. The closest one is behind the tapestry in the hall... hurry! Who knows what might be out there."

Skeppy nodded, took the potion gently in his hands, peaked his head out the closet.

Bad and Dream moved his father over to the balcony. His back was to him so he knew it was now or never.

He ran quickly and nearly made it to his door when he heard Bad scream. He turned around quickly to see Bad holding his right arm while blood drip from under his hand.

"Bad!"

Bad looked behind and so did his father.

"Run Skeppy RUN!"

Skeppy backed away and ran.

Dream quickly took his chance to strike but the blade was caught easily in the ex king's hand.

Dream's expression morphed into fear.

"You've served me well... but..." The king grabbed the collar of Dream's hoodie. "You have been unloyal to me. So I have to kill you."

Bad shoved the King and dropped Dream and his sword. "You'll both die!"

Dream and Bad looked at each other. "We know."

The king growled. "How?!"

"Saving the ones we love!"

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I'M SO SORRY!!!! I'M MOVING HAVE LITTLE TO NO TIME TO UPDATE A FANFICTION!!!

But because of that... the grammar may not be so good as well as the sentences may be run-ons...

I hope you don't mind my slow uploads...

See you soon! Bye!!!

Word count - 1,000