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It was supposed to be a simple mission, a Stealth Mission that Nightmare had sent them on, a 'Get in, get out' , simple as that. The trio were just supposed to raid a small little town in an unknown AU that the so called 'King of Negativity' has found, and grab their much needed monthly supplies, not fucking getting ambushed by the happy-go-lucky damned Star Sanses. But here they are, fighting as Scorch marks from Gaster Blasters marked the ground of the Snowdin the six were fighting in, bones having joined the scorch marks as well as impaling nearby trees, bark flying everywhere, from attacks that had missed. Arrows after arrows flying by, knives flying passed, either hitting or missing their mark, sometimes an axe would fly by, as ink hit its target, splattering the ground and on the victim of the gooey substance.
Killer weaved and dodged Ink's attacks, sharpened bones made of the skeletons namesake flying past his head as they did so, and hitting a nearby tree and splattering, leaving ink splash marks. Snow flew in the air as Killer skidded to stop himself from falling onto the ground, knocked off balance. Undeterred, they summoned multiple knives, and attacked right back at the shorter skeleton, slashing and weaving. The shorter skeleton gripped his brush tightly and made a swinging motion, knocking Killer off their feet, the motion was too close for Killer to dodge. Cloud of snow puffed up as they rolled and hit a tree, the impact was so sudden that it gave them a little shock. Ink splashed paint on the downed skeleton, creating chains around Killer.
In the background, Dust and Horror were fighting the other two Star Sanses, Dream and Blue, Horror on the defensive, blocking attacks from hitting himself and Dust with his giant ass axe, a rusty thing, but gets the job done. Dust, meanwhile was on the offensive, attacking the other two with barrage of bones and from time to time, Gaster Blasters. Dream knocked another arrow, pulled back the string of his bow, and shot at Dust, who was about to summon another attack, but instead, got hit with the arrow, cursing to himself. Horror who was too bust with Blue, looked back, and cringed at the sight, the glowing arrow impaled the hooded skeletons shoulder, who just tore it out and threw it to the side. Horror dodges an attack from Blue, where he was standing was now a few bones, and Horror swung his axe, pinning the blue scarf wearing Skeleton into a tree with a bone of his own, and headed back too Dust, and heading back into the role of Defense.
Chains rattled, Killer struggling to get out, grunting in frustration. He looked up at Ink, who was sitting on his brush, talking and talking, and talking…and won't stop talking. "Can you shut the fuck up?" Killer kept struggling, the clinking of the chains grating on his non-existent ears. Ink actually stopped, and smiled, looking down at the chained up skeleton, and giggled. "Whats the fun in that? Besides, I was getting bored. I thought you'd be out by now." If killer could, they would roll their eye-lights in annoyance, and ignored the brush carrying short ass. "Awe, c'monnnn talk to me." though, he got no response from the tar streaked skeleton. Ink sighed, setting his chin in gloved hands and looked around, spotting a pinned and struggling Blue, and farther up, Dream, now using his knives, swords, whatever you'd like to call his mallee weapons, fighting both Horror-who seemed to be slowing down blocking attacks-and Dust, who was growing slower, but was still pushing froward. Dream still going on strong. "Seems your friends are slowing down." Ink chuckled, leaning forward on the brush, closer to the other, who looked to where the others were fighting.
Unbeknownst to Ink, who went back to watching the fight, with what looked like Dream winning, Killer had one of his hands unchained, using Inks talkative demeanor as a distraction, and summoned a knife at their side, kicked outward towards the brush, making Ink stumble off, hitting his head on a nearby rock, rendering him unfocused, and threw the knife he held, and ended up hitting Ink in the shin, and above. Summoning another knife, Killer started cutting at the chains-mind you, they're made of ink, but solid enough to hold one in place- as fast as they could, looking at the shorter from time to time. Hearing the chain click, he tore it off themself, and stood up, but held onto the tree behind him, a dizzy spell. Shaking it off, Killer teleported behind Dream, hitting the other upside the head, earning a yelp, and a slash on the arm by Dreams weapon as Killer tried blocking it, dark, black, liquid dripped down his arm from the slash, it was deep, he could feel how deep it was, but ignored and and teleported himself and the other two away. Nightmare wouldn't be here to pick them up in an hour, and the trio needed a breather, especially Horror and Dust.
Both Horror and Dust looked around their new surroundings, just trees upon trees, a few rocks here and there, Killer sitting on one of them as they wrapped his bleeding arm. "Where the fuck have you been?" Dust grabbed his own bleeding shoulder and wrapped it up with the piece of cloth Horror handed him. "I was busy with Ink." Horror slapped Killer's hand away, the tear streaked skeleton wasn't wrapping their injured arm correctly, and started properly wrapping it up, clearing away the liquid determination out of the wound, finally seeing some actual blood leaking through, mixed with the black tar. "Took you long enough. What even happened?" Horror looked up at Killer, who shifted in their seat, or well, more specifically on the rock. Dust sitting beside him. "Got chained up." damn. The other two skeletons just looked at one another and then back at Killer. "We're gonna need some of that Determination of yours, its been around an hour, and we're running low on energy." All that Horror got was a hum from Killer, so he pulled on the bandage, and got a yelp, and let go of the other's arm. "Fine." Killer leaned towards Horror, who was kneeled on the ground, and kissed the slightly taller skeleton, it lasted a few more minutes, until Killer pulled away watching as the determination took place, Horror visibly shuddering as more energy and exhilaration filled his body. Killer then grabbed onto Dusts' scarf, the hooded skeleton was facing away, tightening up his own bandage, then suddenly his mouth was on Killer's the duo kissing as well. Unlike Horror, Killer has to be careful with how much Determination he gives Dust due to unsuspecting LV spikes, but at the same time, they need to give Dust enough for his magic as well..which is a lot. Soon after, Killer pulled away, noticing Dusts' eye-lights are brighter.
the trio stood up, the other two re-energized with determination, and teleported away from their hiding spot, and went back to fighting the Stars who were looking for the Murder Time Trio. Blue was scuffed up along with the other two, Ink having a bandage around his leg where Killer stabbed them. The 6 went into fighting positions…
…After a bit more fighting, the determination the other two were given was wearing off, and Killer noticed, so, getting tired of all the back and forth, they summoned a Gaster Blaster, which was huge, and fired it, making the Stars scatter, dodging the blast. Ink made a portal, and dragged the other two down with him, the trio leaving. Killer heaved a sigh, and fell on his ass, the other two sitting on either side, energy drained, just glad the fighting was over. Before the trio knew it, a tendril wrapped around the trio, dragging them back to hell.