Main Story///Chapter Seven

~•Dream•~


Nightmare watched every student walk out of the class room until there was no more.


He then looked over at me,


"Nightmare I swear this better be good or I'm going to kill you"


He smirked,


"Dont worry dreamy it's good, plus you dont have the heart to kill"


"True"


Nightmare then lowered his voice to a whisper,


"I think that kid cross is up to something"


I sighed, "Night seriously? You think that about everyone"


"No dream I'm serious, he's very suspicious he followed me into the woods last night!"


"Nightmare it could've just been a mistake....he could've saw you and got curious you would do the same thing"


"Dream, I think he has to do with that new scientist that recently came to work with mother"


"You mean the wierd one? The one she wrote to us about that talked about his dead son all the time?"


"Yes that one!"


"Ok......I kinda see where your going with this but I need to go to class now"


"Oh and one more thing, I think cross is the dead son he always mentions"


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It was in the middle of class and I still couldnt stop thinking about what nightmare said.


How could cross be the dead son? Is cross a ghost? What the hell is going on!?


A hand waved in front my face to catch my attention I snapped out of my trance and saw killer looking at me.


He then smiled, "oh good, I thought I was going to have to dump water on you or something"


I giggled, "water would've done no good, I'm not like nighty"


It killer a moment to realize who I was talking about, for a college student hes pretty elementary.


Killer then decided to change the conversation, "have you watched that anime I recommended yet?"


I shook my head, "sorry killer I haven't really had the time"


Killer the sighed, "that's fine, mabey I can get nightmare to let you try some sushi instead"


I giggled, "killer I'm started to think your more Asian than French"


Oh yeah forgot to mention Killer and Dust are from different countries. Killers from France and Dust is from Spain.


It's funny because they both have a thick accent that is native to here.


Killer smiled at me,


"Well I'm both french and Asian, my mom was French and my dad was asian"


I was confused, "what do you mean by was?"


Killer looked down, "thier dead, actually my whole family's dead"


I felt bad for asking that, "I'm sorry to hear that"


Killer looked back at me, "oh it's fine they were all assholes anyway"


I decided to end the conversation there, I had no right getting into Killers family business in the first place.


The bell rung and students got up and walked out the door Killer stood up and stretched,


"Finally a fucking break!"


He said it a little too loud because it caught the professors attention,


"Mr. Killer you need to watch that mouth of yours"


Killer gulped and nodded.


We walked out the door and head towards the field, where everyone else was since they all had gym.


We got out side and the wind almost kocked me over it was so strong.


That made nightmare laugh.


I noticed that Cross was here too, just not with the others by himself.


He also had a very grim expression on his face.


I walked over to ink and blue who were both chatting away with each other,


"Hey um do you know what's up with cross?"


Ink shrugged, "I suppose its nightmare, they were probably going to kill each other if the coach hadn't separated them"


I stared at Ink, "what do you mean separated?"


Ink smiled, "oh yeah cross and nightmare were paired to be partners for an exercise we were doing, bad idea of course!"


Ink continued to ramble on about it, but I still couldnt stop staring at the locket cross kept around his neck.


It seemed so familiar to me, and I don't know why.


Ink and blue kept on rambling until we heard some yelling, it happened to be cross and nightmare.


Cross was holding onto his locket very firmly, like at any moment someone would just swoop in and take it.


~•Cross•~


God danmmit, stupid nightmare, stupid me!


I cant believe I said that and now he was over here threatening to shoot a tentacle down my throat.


It's all charas fault, if he hadn't brought it up then this would've never been happening.


Nightmare towered over me, "what'd you say?"


I shrugged, "nothing that should concern you"


Nightmare got a very pissed look on his face, "dont you damn smart mouth me brat"


This argument was stupid, "stop acting like your the king of the country in reality your the brat"


Mistake. I was slammed into a tree by a tentacle.


Chara was practically begging for him to take over. Of course I said no.


I summoned a knife and cut through the tentacle causing nightmare to hiss.


Lucky for me I had time so I booked it and ran. I knew it was useless because nightmare could teleport but i still ran.


I got inside of the school and saw nightmare now steadily arguing with his brother.


I sighed in relief and walked down the corridor to see that really wierd guy from class.


He waved at me and I glared at him.


He then looked at me wierd and walked down towards the field


I continued walking till I got to my dorm, I took out my key and unlocked the door.


I walked in, shut the door, and collapsed on my bed.


I swear I'm not going to be able to take down nightmare, hes going to take down me.


I was like this until I heard something that sounded like glass drop. It came from under inks bed.


Being nosey I lifted up inks blanket that kept underneath his bed hidden, I found a pouch with vials and one of the vials was one the floor.


It was a pink one, and it had pink paint filled in it.


I wonder why Ink needs these.


I continued to examine the vial until I heard a knock on the door.


I quickly hid the vial and opened the door up to see dream.


"Hi cross"


Dream looked quite grim to be honest, "oh hi dream"


Dream sighed, "I just want to apologize for nightmare hes like that sometimes especially to the new kids"


I shrugged, "it's fine, I mean I've had worse"


Dream uncomfortablely chuckled, "um I think Inks coming soon so if you want private time you should probably leave"


"Ok"


Dream shut the door and I heard his footsteps fade away.


I sat back on the bed and picked up the vial again, I was debated on where I would put it.


I was too late.


There was a sound of a key and the door flung open.


Ink stood in the doorway and stared at me,


"What are you doing?"


Ah shit


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