This is chapter two, I hope you like it! :)
Deep in the nothingness of the void, many windows were opened. In those windows, many AUs were displayed as someone was watching. One of the windows was Underlust in which Error and Ink had been fighting for hours.
He shuddered as he looked intensely at the fight, but something caught his attention. While looking into the destroyer's actions and expressions, every time Error would land a hit, he saw sadness, pain, regret and... Love?
Interesting.
Truly interesting.
Could it be? Destruction and Creation joining together?
This he had to see!
Without hesitation, Gaster summoned his magic and send both opposites into a portal. Watching as they both wake up in an AU they've never been before...
Error woke up first. He looked around and stood up. "Where the hell am i? Am i still in that AU i just destroyed?" He thought as he got angry everytime he would look at something that wasn't broken or completely destroyed. "Did Ink already fixed everything while i was out?" After that thought, he proceeded to look for the squid, just in case.
But Error saw that he was still out and broken. Pain was rising in his soul as he looked through the creator's wounds. He approached Ink and knelled in front of him, careful not to wake him up as he checked the wounds closer. Both legs broken, but still fixable. Error reached out to touch one of Ink's leg, to try and put it back to where it was, but froze. Haphephobia rising every second he would get close, his glitches getting worst. Out of fear, he backed away quickly.
"Maybe i could use my strings to fix him up?" He thought, but the voices wasn't in the same boat as him.
"Why would you help someone who hates you?"
"Why would you try and fix your mistakes for someone who won't even care?"
"Why are you even considering such a thing?"
"How could you even think that someone would love you?"
Staring at the ground, Error said nothing back. "They're right..." He thought. "They're always right..." And decided to leave the squid be. After all, even if he help him, he wouldn't care right?
He sight and started to walk. Inspecting the environment and trying to find out where they were.
As Error left, Ink was waking up. Pain still present, but more bearable than before. He looked around and saw no sign of the Destroyer. "That's good, at least he won't try to finish me off right? Wait... Where am i?" He said out loud, "Broomie? Oh! There you are!" Taking his giant brush from beside him in his arms and hold it close. "You had me worried sick! Don't ever do that again okay?" He said still hugging the painting tool.
"Now i can heal myself, and go back home!" He said as he swung the brush on his legs. But nothing happened? He tried again, until he realized that his magic wasn't working. He couldn't even make a portal nor could he create something useful.
"Maybe Dream could hear me? But this isn't Underlust! Where?" He looked around. "Ruins? Okay... I think I'm forgetting something... And I can't even move! HELP!"
"KnOcK iT oFf, SqUiD...!" Error said walking back in the room. "OuR mAgIc Is CuT oFf HeRe... So ThErE's No WaY oUt FoR eItHeR oF uS..." Cross his arms and lean on a pillar close to the door. "aNd No OnE iS gOiNg To HeLp Us... UnLeSs YoU wAnT tO gEt ToRiEl To CoMe HeRe? AnD cReAtE a NeW pRoBlEm?" He grinned.
Ink looked at him for a moment. "TORIEL! HELP US!"
"SHUT UP!" Error said glitching out. "WE'RE NOT-WE'RE NOT SUP-SUPPOSED TO BE SEEN-EN YOU SCATTERED BRAIN-IN!"
Ink hold Broomie closer, almost pouting. "Why do you care? Besides, getting help is what I need, I can't walk, remember? Unless you want to help me, which i doubt!"
There it was, that pain in Error's soul again, reminding him of what he wanted, but couldn't even think about for fear of losing it. And for a small moment, Ink could swear he saw those conflicting emotions, before Error turned away. "fine... I'lL gO lOoK fOr HeLp. BuT dOn'T eXpEcT mE tO cOmE bAcK..." Panic rose in Ink's soul, the last remnant of his paint still active. He sat up quickly, holding out his hand. "Wait! Please... Don't leave me here alone..."
"WhY sHoUlD i? If AnYtHInG, yOu'Ll HaVe A hUmAn To FaLl On YoU aNd MaKe FrIeNdS wItH yOu!" He said, mumbling the last part. "and you'll finally leave me alone..." Ink looked down at Broomie, then at his bottled paint, fake emotions still in them. "... without my paint, I'm nothing... I can't do anything... And... I don't want to be alone... I'm... scared..."
"..." Error stopped, right before he left the room. "I cAn'T tOuCh YoU... sO, i NeEd To FiNd SoMeThInG tO cArRy YoU... i'Ll Be BaCk..." Ink didn't know if he could trust him, since he couldn't see Error's face. But he hoped that he would come back. "Well... I'll be waiting then! Heh, can't really move anyway..." Again, the pain in Error's soul came back, so he rolled his eyes and left the room. Hopefully, he would find something to carry Ink around and not run into a resident. But as he walked, he found only silence. No trace of life anywhere, except for the plants that was growing. The rooms of the Ruins were pretty much the same as the Original Undertale AU, only difference was that, the colors were more grey than anything else. Or maybe he glitched the place on accident?
After finding some kind of transportation for Ink, Error took it and went back to him. Much to Ink's surprise. "See, Broomie? I told you he would be back!" Ink smiled brightly, happy to see that Error didn't left him alone. "yOu TaLk To YoUr BrUsH?" Ink looked at Error, then Broomie. "Well, yeah! He was all I had, for a long time. I had no one around me, I was all alone, so I started talking to him. You know, to at least keep some sort of sanity?" He looked at Error, smiling a little less. "Beside, since he's not alive, I can't hurt or insult him with my words. I can talk about anything, without worrying about his feelings, or how he might be hurt in some ways because of... Well... How I think and see things. You know?"
"At least he doesn't hear voices..." Error thought, while the voices were pressuring him to leave Ink behind.
"Leave him, he hates you anyway!"
"Knock him out like he did with you and finish him off!"
"Yes, he's too weak anyway!"
Error growl lowly, very annoyed. He wanted to say something so badly, but fear got the best of him. He shook his head a bit and threw the sleeping bag at Ink. "GeT iN-iN sO wE cA-a-An LeAvE... bY tHe WaY, tHoSe RuInS aRe CoMpLeTeLy DeSeRtEd.. I sAw No OnE aNd HeArD nOtHiNg..." Ink started to wrap his legs, before moving into the sleeping bag. "No one? Really? How about animals?" Error just shook his head. "nO... nOtHiNg BuT nOn-MoNsTeR's DuSt AnD sIlEnCe..." Ink zipped up the sleeping bag, letting Error moving him around. "Hmm... Dust and silence... And everything is weirdly grey too... Could it be an AU where no one are living?" Error adjusted the rope he attached to the bag. "HoNeStLy, I dOn'T kNoW. bUt I'm NoT wAiTtInG aRoUnD tO fInD oUt.."
As they continued further in the ruins, Ink saw that indeed, it seemed abandoned. No trace of monsters living there, or humans. And everything felt so.. Hopeless and depressed. There was also those feelings, like memories of a time long gone, but nothing that really made him remember anything. More like... The memories of someone else, trapped in a deserted world.
There you have it! Hope you like it! ;P