《Void [Nightmare X Reader]》10
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Nightmare grew wary of the sound that he heard but he tried not to jump to any conclusions. He covered his eye sockets so he wouldn't see who had just walked up to him hoping that it wasn't the worst.
"Why are you covering your face?" A confused voice asked. He recognized it and was filled with dread and a subtle amount of relief simultaneously. Still hurt about the previous events he chose to not talk. There was a periodic moment of silence making both parties feel the awkwardness. So the other chose to take a seat.
"You know there's food on the table right? " She let him know feeling awkward with the situation. Nightmare still didn't talk. Instead of saying anything more she sighed to herself, "Nightmare, I'm sorry. I acted so so so terribly."
Nightmare raised his non existent brow stared down the other.
"It was stupid of me and I hurt one of the people that mean so much to me." She rambled twirling the loose hair poking out.
" Then why'd you say it?" Nightmare blankly stated as he opened one of the food trays. A small smile appeared as he found something good but returned to his stoic self.
Y/n took a deep breath, "I didn't want you to know how I feel."
Nightmare froze letting his utensils fall on the table and it seemed that Y/n could tell.
Trying to regain his composure he asked, " What do you mean 'I didn't want you to know how I feel?' "
Y/n stood up slightly, " You see Nightmare. This was the whole reason you're here. Because everyone wanted me to say this."
"You're being vague Y/n." Nightmare responded.
"I know but I'm gonna show you. So enjoy the food and we'll get to it eventually."
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Nightmare nodded still unsure of the situation but decided to not say more.
The awkward feeling at the table though not as heavy as before was still present
It felt like every time each utensil was put down a growing feeling in both of them grew. Y/n looked across and saw Nightmare poking his food with a fork.
She frowned a little but continued to eat with her "friend".
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"Something is not right." Dream announced.
Two heads turned to look at Dream in confusion. Dream looked visibly uncomfortable for some reason.
"What's wrong dream? Is it nightmare and Y/n?" Blue asked.
Dream shook his head in response." Its something else Blue. I feel like I do and dont know what it is but all I know is that it is not good."
Blue frowned considering whether or not to grab the monster lemonade. Deciding not to in the end because of the current circumstance. It was quiet at the home base.
The overwhelming presence grew stronger as well with the distance sound of foot steps. The skeletons tensed up a bit realizing that they knew who it was.
"Come on say something little stars."
The cruel yet gentle voice taunted melodiously.
The star sanses audibly gasped.
Dream managed to let out a few words, "Omnia what the-, what are you doing here?"
"Am I not allowed to see my dearest Y/n?" Omnia chuckled, " And friends of course." She bent down tauntingly to Dream and the others.
The skeletons backed away hesitantly from her. Her sweet smile had a malicious intent within her that even Blue noticed. It sent a shiver down their spines.
"I know your type Omnia, there's always something more." Dream spoke out coldly.
"Of course you would know Dream. I mean someone with experience always knows something like this. Did he ever trick you Dream? You know the answer don't you?" Omnia flickered her hair back laughing hysterically as Dream paled, "oh sweet totum. You little stars are spared don't worry, what I want is Y/n."
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Dream saw a flash of determination light in her eyes. He panicked thinking 'thinking this isn't good.' Despite his fear the skeleton stood before her way to which the rest followed.
"How curious... I guess I wouldn't have a touch on Y/n's head with out a fight." Omnia sighed to herself, "Well if it's a fight you want. A FIGHT IS WHAT YOU WILL GET."
The room got chiller, and all that was seen was flower like soul glowing strongly. The battle had begun, they were filled with dread.
Each sans got into a position being each other's guards.
Omnis relentlessly attacked from each angle tearing the sanses clothes with her blade. It was sloppy but effective as it had each sans working to not get hit. Dream tried summoning light arrows but he couldn't find my string positive emotions.
Blue was the defense with the bones in his hands citing as shields blocking the slashes from the blade. Ink was doing the same but tried attacking back with little success. Omnia moved place to place with any warning, skillfully almost.
This went on for minutes on end until The guardian of everything spoke up, "I'm getting tired of fighting you three so I guess it's time for the real deal."
Everyone's breath hitched as Omnia opened her eyes with almost possessed look, eyes glowing and gleaming a vibrant black. The power of everything was at their presence. A cold wind began as she slowly raised her hands and let out a haunting song like scream. If the skeletons could sweat that was what they would be doing however they gripped their weapons close for it wasn't their turn yet. Spur of magic flung around the room.
"This is the power of everything, the power of totum. In the prophecy it is said that nothing will overtake everything. In the end it will only be her. I am going to save this world, my creations will not be for nothing. Dream, ink, Blue if you know what's best for you please realize you are with the wrong side. "
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Merry Christmas I wrote this chapter
-the author
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