---Ink's POV----

I walked down the corridors of the prison, frowning. Something wasn't right. Something was off tonight, but I can't figure out what.

I was at the police station super early because I couldn't sleep, and something in my mind was screaming at me to go back to the prison. So that's what I did. Pj was with me seeing as I didn't want to leave him home alone, and apparently he had the same feeling as well.

At the moment we were heading to my office, hoping just to relax there for a bit. There's a sofa bed in one corner that I dragged in a while ago, so Pj normally likes to curl up there and sleep, read or draw.

We had almost got there when the alarms started blaring.

We both jolted, practically jumping in the air as the harsh sound ripped through the once calm atmosphere of the prison.

"Th-The alarm?! Why is that going off?!" Pj yelled, staying right by my side as we started running to my office.

"I don't know!" I yelled. "That's the alarm for a prison break! But it can't have been!"

As we ran the sound of voices rang out, and we sped up, assuming it was other officers that had been alerted by the alarm. So we were extremely surprised to say the least when we saw five very familiar people.

I froze, almost stumbling back.

Dust, Horror and Lust were stood to one side, clutching onto a box that I know and recognise too well. It's the box that keeps Errors soul away from him.

And then stood next to them...was Error. And next to him...

"SHIT THE DOGS COMMING!" Horror yelled suddenly, diving to the side as Matt's demon dog he'd given us lunged at them from behind.

"Go! Go! Go!" Dust yelled, booking it into my office with the others close behind.

Only Error hesitated, glancing at me. "If you go looking for me, you know where to find me."

I went to say something, to reach out, but then he grabbed Error, dragging him away.

He was why I was most shocked. He was the reason I felt myself suddenly tearing up as I fell to my knees, crying.

It was him...

My son...

Gradient.

---Killer's POV----

I had literally just said goodbye to my new friend, and was walking casually past Craitown Prison. The tall building was making me have intense flashbacks, and I shook my head, not really wanting to see them.

Humming to myself, I stopped as I heard a sudden shriek erupt from the prison, followed by loud aggressive barking and faint yelling for that dog to sit, with no apparent success.

I blinked, coming to a stop as I looked at the prison properly. I had probably stood there for about ten seconds before the alarms started blaring, making me jolt.

"What's happening?!"

I whipped around to see my mystery guy run over, his golden eyes radiating what looked like panic, but also excitement. "Uh, maybe a prison break or something? I dunno, I heard a scream."

He scanned across the building before his eyes narrowed and he pointed with one hand, grabbing onto my wrist with the other. "Over there!"

I yelped as he suddenly yanked me along, practically making me fall over as I tried to stumble after him. "W-Woah! H-Hey I don't know much about you--" I swerved, narrowly missing a lamppost. "But I don't normally run towards the danger!"

He suddenly stopped, making me almost barrel into him and crush him. "Look!"

I yelped again as the hand holding my wrist suddenly pushed my hand up to point at one part of the prison. My eyes widened as I saw five figures practically jumping out of one of the open windows, only managing to slow their fall by gripping onto the ivy that climbed up the walls.

The guys grip on my wrist lessened and I leaned closer, nearly choking as I saw who the figures were bolting across the grass to the gate near us.

The unmistakable figures of Horror, Lust and Dust scrambled up over the rails, collapsing to the ground before getting right up and booking it.

And behind them, was Error.

My eyes widened even further and I had to restrain myself from jumping out to them.

Some kid I didn't recognise yelled at them and they all booked it, sprinting off.

Dust however paused, and he turned around, looking me dead in the eyes.

We both froze, neither of us doing anything for a second when suddenly I felt something yank on my arm and I was dragged back.

Dust jolted, seeming to snap out of some trance. He glanced at me one last time before running off into the darkness with the others.

I panicked as I caught sight of officers streaming out of the prison, practically heading right towards us. I twisted my wrist so that it was me holding onto my friends arm instead.

He yelped, almost squeaking as I yanked him away, sprinting full speed down to an alleyway out of sight.

I didn't stop there, continuing to sprint away from the station as fast as I could.

Surprisingly enough, the guy could just about keep up with me. After he'd steadied himself and stopped stumbling he'd managed to sprint on beside me, holding up his hood over his face with his other hand.

"Where are we going?!" He yelled as I skidded around another bend.

I suddenly stopped, slamming my feet down into the ground so that I came to an abrupt halt.

He let out a squeak of surprise before stumbling to a stop as well, having to grab onto my arm to stop himself from falling down.

On instinct I grabbed onto him, pulling him into my chest to make sure he didn't smash face first into the floor.

He gripped onto me, panting. "What was that for!?"

I glanced away as I felt my face heat up slightly, finding his pissed off expression mildly cute. "Uh...sorry."

He huffed, his face seeming slightly yellow as he pushed off of me. "Well a little warning next time?!"

"Next time?" I smirked. "So you wanna do that again?"

"No!" He yelled. "I just mean give me some warning if you suddenly grab onto me and yank me down some alleyway!"

"You did the same for me?"

He let out a frustrated muffled screech, his golden eyes glaring at me. "You know what I mean..."

I laughed, holding out my hand apologetically. "Welp, sorry mate, I'll give you some warning next time."

He glared at my hand for a good thirty seconds before grumbling something under his breath and reaching out to shake my hand. "Yeah, yeah. Whatever."

I looked down at his hand. It seemed so small and fragile compared to mine. To be honest, it kind of reminded me of Nightmare's hands when he was in that little cute form.

He saw what I was looking at and flinched, immediately trying to pull his hand away.

I didn't let him, gripping onto his wrist as I studied his hand. I don't know why, but he seems so incredibly familiar.

"H-Hey! L-Let go!" He hissed, sounding genuinely scared.

I immediately let go of his hand, wincing. "Sorry...you just remind me so much of someone."

He froze up slightly, pulling his hood further over his face before rubbing his wrist where I grabbed him. "Is that so?"

I nodded. "I can practically picture them, but the image goes too fuzzy before I can identify them..."

He glanced at me, sighing. "They're probably gone mate. If I were you, I'd forget about him. It'd be better that way."

Before I could say another word he disappeared. Vanished into the air.

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Mmmmmmmmmm my shiiiippp

Ahahahhaha right
Before you all start spamming me with where's Afterdeath? Where's Scifell? Like Boii I already said that I don't ship them anymore so forgive me if I'm not scrambling at the chance to write that shit. Anyway, Scifell is actually gonna play an important part in this book so, uh...Yee. As for Afterdeath...uh...some next chapter?

Bai

-Jess-