*Nightmare talking

Ace thinking

[Bouton]

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I glance around curiously at my surroundings, I could've sworn I went to my room and fell asleep. I was standing in the middle of a pitch black abyss, just as I turn to walk blank, white hands reach up with holes in the middle reach up and grab my legs and arms. My eyes widen in shock and fear courses through me as I struggle against my bonds, then the world around me turns blank white and I'm at the begining of the Ruins. I struggle and watch in fear as light blue strings shoot out from around me and wrap around my arms, then neck, then legs. Until there's thin blue strings wrapped all around like I'm a puppet. I suddenly jerk forward as the puppeteer moves me forward.

I walk through the arch the leads to Flowey, he smiles at me and goes through his little routine again 'Ugh, this must be torture if I have to listen to petal face again..' He sends the bullets at me and I'm controled to dodge around them, this make Fllowey angry "What are you deaf? I. Said. Run. Into. The. Bullets! Er, I mean... Friendliness pellets." Again I'm forced to dodge around them, not like I mind, Flowey's face twist as he said "You know what's going on here don'tcha? You just wanted to see me suffer...Hehehehehe. Well, Goodbye." Then the bullets form around me again, but then I'm suddenly standing infront of a crying Whimsun. I raise my mechanical pencil as I loom over him. No! Nonononononono... Please don't! I swing it down and a fresh color of white coats my dusty hands...no... Before I could fully comprehend what happened the cruel, merciless string jerk me onward to the nest destination.

Suddenly Im standing in the room right before cow mom's house, there's white dust all around me as I just stand there. I lift my arms up and see my sweater coated in a fresh coat of dust. My hands had little ghost prints of bones on them, barely visible under the dust. ... The strings grow back and I'm forced forward again, this time with no resistance. When I step through the next room I'm teleported to a dark purple hallway, I look up to see Toriel guarding a large door.

W-why am I here...? Though I kind of already knew the answer, I just didn't want to believe it. She enters us into a fight and says "If you want to leave then prove to me that your strong enough, my child." I feel a creepy, unvoluntary smile rech my lips as I say barely above a whisper "Oh, hahahaha... I'm strong enough...I made SURE of that..." Then the next thing 'I' said cought me off guard "Are you ready Ace... I'm gonna have fun with this..." Suddenly 'I' reach for the FIGHT button, I try to resist but it's useless, And click it. They race forward purposely, holding back as they slash into her legs. She cringes and stares into their eyes with shock as they dodge all ger attacks. It became a gruesome pattern I couldn't look away from, Slash, dodge, slash, dodge, slash, dodge, slash, dodge. With each turn Toriel's look of distruaght turned into mistrust then...the one look I NEVER wanted to see...complete disapointment, like she just gave up on me. They chuckle as they jump up and slash downwards, suddenly the strings disappear and I'm in control of myself as Toriel dies infront of me. "Now I see who I was protecting by keeping you here... I was protecting THEM... " She cough up blood before turning into dust...

I start shaking uncontrolably and collapse onto my knees "M-Momster...?" My voice sounded crack and weak. I choaked sob escaped my throat as tears cascaded down my throat. Suddenly IT appeared before me... It look like my with colors inverted. Deep blue hair, orange sweater with black and red stripes, and chalk white skin with deep black bone markings that made it look more like a skeleton surounded in blackness. It's eyes shook me to the very core, one was glowing green while the other was pitch back and seemed to be sputtering out black magic. Staring into the eyes seemed to make me feel small and weak but my eyes found Toriel's remains behind it. Strength and fury filled me as I stood up and faced it, a broken laughter fell from it's lips as it said *Ace...THIS is what we're capable of! Nothing can stand in our way... Let's just forget this world and... It trailed of when it noticed me shaking with laughter, A smirk rose to my lips but my eyes promised DEATH.

My smirk grows into a wild grin "You little shit. This is your fault isn't it." I stated more than asked. "You created this little hellverse didn't you?" My grin twist into a menacing frown "YOU controled me... MADE me kill Toriel didn't you?!" He cried out with hyena like laughter, clutching his stomach while whailing like a madman *You think I did it?! You fool! If I could control you, I wouldn't bother with a stupid NIGHTMARE! I would everything you fear a REALITY... I felt my frown fade away as an odd feeling filled me and ate away... one single voice left 'wasn't it fun?'

I glare harshley but Nightmare doesn't notice *don't you get it?! This was all you! YOU are the one who analyzed every weakness in the monsters you faced. Every flaw in their 'design'. Achilles heal. Fear. Insecurity. Soft spot. Your the one who pulled the strings, allowing them to take you away and lose yourself in them. I casted a glance away then noticed the strings still around me, acting as if I was a puppet of some kind. Why weren't they pulling me away?

I took a step towards Nightmare before I could really think, a wild grin pull across my face. A feral grin that formed as the thought of hurting him crossed my mind, afterall HE was the cause of all of this. I lean down and pick up the mechanical from in front of me. My bangs cross over my face as an odd almost burning feeling corsed through me, Nightmare stops his rant and looks at me. He smiles *That's right Ace... Let it all go, We could end this world...And all the other ones! Those pathetic bastard won't know what hit them! Hahahha- huh? I keep walking a slow pace towards him, twirling the pencil in my hand. He takes a step back as I raise the pencil above my, a toxic green energy incasing it like poison. Nightmare's look of shock turns into a wide, meniacal grin as I drive the dusty mechanical towards his heart.

A small, little girl's voice echos through my head [Ace, wake up! Don't do this! Think of momma!] Ace stopped just before stabbing him, before glaring at the patch of dust "Doesn't matter now does it? That old lady's dead..." Then a wild grin sketched across my features "Besides... Wouldn't it be fun to watch this asshole writher in pain. Watch as he crumbles before me into nothing but a bad taste in my mouth..." I laugh as I gouge it into him, blood pouring into my dusty sweater as the mechanical drove deeper into his chest. The small voice in my head then yelled out [Think of Frisk! You promised not to hurt anyone again remember! You left that promise to our- er your little sister before you left right?! Don't break it now! Not before you even get to see her again... Think of Frisk please...]

A picture of a small girl in a purple and blue striped sweater, one that I gave her, crossed my mind. Her short brown hair danced in the wind as they sat in the park together one evening. Her forest green eyes shining with happiness as she swung back and forth on the swing, "Ace! Look, I can swing on my own now! Hehehe~ Now we can both enjoy the swings!" I grin at her and ruffle her hair as she goes past "Good for you Kiddo." She smiles wider before jumping off the swing. Land first on her feet then falling to her knees. As I stand to check on her, she gets up and tags me then runs off. I smile at one of my few happy memories before a grotesque image that shook me up popped in my head.

It was Frisk. But she was covered in blood and dust, standing in front of a small skeleton in a blue hoodie. I run up to her as the skeleton attacks her, but just before I reach them I run straight into a barrier. I growl before punching the barrier, The stout skeleton's hand glows blue, making Frisk's soul turn the same, before throwing her across the room. I go to punch it again but then Frisk pulls a knife out of her back pocket, she smile crazily. A smile that makes me freeze in a mixture of dread on shock. I KNOW that smile... It's the one I share just before loosing it... Nononononon! FRISK DON'T! Suddenly I'm in the skeleton's P.O.V as she lowers the knife across my chest.

She looks shocked and stumbles away from me, I smile lightly "Hey...Kiddo..." I feel a scorching pain in my chest, despite this 'just being a dream'. Blood clogs up my throat and I try to cough it out. But after a while my lungs burn for oxygen. Black spots enter my vision, a minue screen pops up infront of Frisk and she reaches for the *Reset button. Without thinking I reach out and grab her foot, she looks down at me almost fearfully before looking up as foot steps echo from there. Frisk backs up as another pair of feet enter my vision, they calmly walk torwards her. Frisk shakes with fear and stumbles back, the now blurred figure gives chase and grabs her throat. I freeze up before attempting to move "N-no..-" Pain rips through me and I recollapse with a pained grunt. The figure looks at me before walking up, dragging along a squirming Frisk, and looms over me. Allowing me to barely see it's face, the black eyes bleeding down it's rosey cheeks. Then they bring their foot up and slam it down on my skull.

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I launch up in my bed, a cold sweat covering me as I franticaly search my clothes for any white monster remains or that sickly red liquid. I stand up and almost step into a slice of pie that Mom- Toriel must've left for me... I sigh heavily before a bittersweet smile crosses my lips. I pick up the pie and can instanly recognize the mouth watering smell of butterscotch. Yes! I laugh silently finally allowing just a pinch of relaxation seep in. Just enough so I looked relaxed at first glance, my mind wanders back to Frisk... I have to get back to her! Besides...Momster's not safe around me... Sighing once again I put on my shoes and decide to walk around, I'll leave in the morning when she wakes up. It would feel wrong to just leave without telling her...*Sigh* God dammit.

I tip-toe out of my room and walk down the hallway to her room, I crack the door open and peek though. I sigh in relief when I see her sleeping peacefully, I smile and quietly close the door. I then walk into the entry way, my eyes staring uncertainly at the staircase. Taking a deep breath I decend the stairs and into the eerily familiar basement, I couldn't place it until I saw the doorway in front of me. I hallucinated patches of white dust everywhere, I glance down at my arms and nearly cried out in fear as I see my dusty hand and white sleeves. I blink and everythings back to normal, I sigh shakily in relief before leaning against the wall and closing my eyes. I place a hand on my temple as a headache creeps it way in, It gets more and more painful until a knock shakes me out of it.

I glance at the door questioningly before standing up, they knock again and I say quietly, borderline weakly "Who's there?" Then a ruff voice replied uncertainly, almost like they were caught off guard "u-uh... Boo." I rub my temples and say automatically "Boo who?" There was a quiet, amused chuckle from the other side as he answered "Aww, no need to cry it was just a joke." My eyes widen when I realize it was a joke, a chuckle escaped me as I stepped forward. I knock gently on the door and wait for him to answer, "Who's there?" I grin mischeivously and answer "Bannana." He answers carefully, a sign that he hasn't heard this yet. Perfect. "Bannana who?" My grin widens and I knock again, he's silent for a while before saying " Who's there?"

"Bannana."
"Bannana who?"
*knock, knock*
"Who's there?"
"Bannana."
"Bannana who?"
*knock, knock*
"Who's there?"
"Bannana."
"Bannana who?"
*knock, knock*
"Who's there?"
"Bannana."
"Bannana who?"
*Knock, knock*
*grrr...* *sigh* "Who. is. there?"
"Bannana." *bangs skull on door frame repeatedly* "Bananna WHO?"
*Shakes with laughter* *Knock, knock* "WHO'S THERE?!"
"Orange." *hehehe*
"U-uh, orange who?"
"Orange you glad I didn't say Bananna?"

A long heavy sigh escapes the person behind the door, before a small, tired chuckle sounds after. I burst out in laughter at his expense, I stop when he says "Why didn't the skeleton cross the road." I take a deep breath then ask "Why?" "Because he had no guts." I laugh happily the reply with "That was quiet humerus. But! I've got a better one! Why couldn't the skeleton tell a lie?" There was a amused chuckle before he answered "why?" "Because they could see straight through him!" A deep laughter came from the other side as he said "That really tickled my funny bone, kiddo. Welp, I gotta be gettin' back to doing nothing. See ya." Then there was the sound of feet shuffling away, a sigh escapes me before I turn and leave. I gotta go talk with Goat Mom when she wakes up, might as well get this over with... :'(