Shout out to ColorChocolate for getting into the story. Thank you so much!

NM's P.O.V.

My name is Nightmare. Usually I'm tormenting the multiverse, but, ever since that kid was...uhr "made", I've had different priorities. When I first saw her, I instructed Dust to kill her. I thought that, that would be the end of it and the fight would continue. 'Too easy', I had thought. But she didn't die. And from that moment she caught Dust's knife, I knew she would later be of use to me. I whispered to Dust to keep an eye on her before we left. Usually, I'll have Killer do that kind of stuff but he was busy with......something else. I was extremely angry when I found out that Error had been "hanging out" with those dreaded Stars, but I didn't reveal that I knew yet, all good things come to those who wait. Besides, I didn't have all the facts. He might have been getting info for all I know (highly unlikely considering the way he was acting though). 3 days after that happened Dust had more news. Ink was training the thing to use it's powers. I wanted to see them, so I snooped on them afterwards for a bit. That's when I realized the she went back. 'This will be fun', I thought while teleported to the now wasteland of an AU.

It was still the same, except for a familiar hallway, the only thing exactly the same in every AU. I figured to lay low for a while and watch. Music started playing and she slowly got more energetic with her movements. She had teleporting down, that's for sure, but she had trouble with other magic. 'Wait is she trying to teach herself magic? Good luck with that, it's almost impossible to-,' she flicked her wrist, and a small dagger appeared in her hand. 'Uhh....is that her soul weapon? What a joke! That's so weak!' I thought smugly. The brat, though, looked excited and proud out of her mind. 'Of course...' A new song started and she danced happily. But then something happened. She slipped and what happened made me think I was crazy for a moment. She looked like me. Covered on that familiar black goop, liquid hatred.

I was speechless, I didn't know what to think. Though half of her face and part of her chest wasn't covered, and no tentacles were sprouting out of her back, I knew what it was. But when she saw her reflection on the floor, her reaction was one thing. Pure fear. She forced her eyes closed and held her head with both hands and rocked for a few minutes. Slowly, the liquid ran off of her, until nothing covered her anymore. Ok, now I was intrigued. 'How did she do that?' I asked myself. It's not exactly that easy to become uncorrupted. She opened her eyes and a wave of relief washed over her face when she didn't see the hatred filled monster looking back at her. 'This brat is full of surprises.' It was at this point that I decided to make myself known.

Ink's P.O.V.

"Just put the kids to bed, and heading up myself, k?," Dream was on the couch sleeping. I was going to make him go to his room, but figured he could use a nap for his patrol of the Omega timeline in a few hours. Not fully awake, he responded, "Mmh." I shook my head, 'Lazybones.' I put in earbuds and sat at my desk, looking blankly at my most recent drawing. It wasn't finished yet and I meant to already finish it. I decided to work on it tomorrow, since it was late anyways.

I laid onto my bed, cranked up the volume and let my thoughts wander. My thoughts eventually wandered to Error. I was still confused about his behavior of the past week. He sat in my house, talked as if we were just old friends, joked, and even seems to greatly care about KC and her activities and interests. I was very surprised by this and, honestly, didn't even think he was capable of it before this. I must've dozed off because I woke about 3 hours later to my phone dinging loudly in my ears. Dream sent me a text: Going on patrol now just so you know. See you later! I turned of my phone and set it aside. Getting out of the cord of my headphones was difficult, but I soon fell asleep afterward.

Your P.O.V.

You started to pack up, but soon got the feeling of being watched. After quickly snatching up your backpack, you started fast-walking to the exit. Snap. You froze we there was a noise behind you. Not one to dismiss, but a loud, clear sound that had a slight echo throughout the hallway. You held your breath as you slowly turned around, and gasped in shock. There he was, Nightmare, standing 8 yards away, goopy as ever. A shiver ran down your spine. "What's wrong kid, not glad to see me?" He snickered. Your face was panicked and you started backing away out of fear. 'Why?,' you asked yourself, 'Why now? Why are you here? Why am I like this? Why? Why? Why?' His grin slightly widened with every step you take. "Look kid," still grinning smugly, "why don't you come with me? I've got some questions."

"No." "Hahaha...what? Kid you're comin' with me. You can either come willingly....or be dragged. Do you really want that? I don't think so. Come on, I don't have all day," he stared to show signs of annoyance. "No!" you said again. "*heh* Well then, sorry kid. Guess we're doin' this the hard way. 5 tentacles sprouted from his back. 3 shot strait at you. You barley had time to blink.

Sry my chapters have been taking a while to come out lately. Quick question, I feel like I haven't given enough detail into KC's personality so I would like to know if: I should dedicate my next few chapters on it? Or should I make a Q/A? Or is it fine the way it is? Pls help me and leave your preference in the comments.