Warning; Drako and Torment killing/torturing some people with bad description of the scene. Not sure if this really need a warning but just in case-

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"Do you think that Cross and Reaper will also have dragon's abilities?" Drako shrugged, continuing to walk with his brother while occasionally looking at the scenery around them. For once that he could actually enjoy his surroundings without being attacked, he wouldn't waste this opportunity. "PrObABlY? ThEY aRe DrAGoNS NoW sO It WoULD BE LoGIcAL If ThEY Did HaVE SOmE." Torment hummed in response.

They soon arrived in front of the house and were surprised to not see their brothers –it still felt weird to consider Reaper as a brother, but he deserved to be accepted anyway– here. They brushed it off, thinking that the two dragons were probably already inside and opened the door. "We're back."

Gaster went toward them, leaving a drawing Papyrus and a sleeping Sans in the living room. He smiled at them. "Great, I started to think you all lost yourselves... Wait, where are Reaper and Cross?" The two Gods frowned. "ThEy AREn't InSIdE?" Gaster just shook his head. Torment glared at him. "This better not be a joke." Despite the unnerving glare, Gaster stayed put, shaking his head once again. "I swear, I didn't see them since you all went out!"

Drako and Torment both frowned even more before grabbing their necklaces. "Cross." Drako soon imitated Torment. "ReAPEr." They then stared at their respective necklaces with a scowl on their faces.

The crystals showed their two dragon friends locked up in a cage with other little dragons, in what seemed to be an old shed made of wood, that was in a pretty bad shape, seeming ready to collapse at any second. Shackles were around there paws. They guessed it was magic restraints; otherwise, the two would already have freed themselves. They growled at the sight of a bunch of Humans, who soon started to talk.

"We did a great job, I'm sure we'll be able to sell those pests for a lot." One said while kicking the cage with his foot, making some dragons whimper in fear. The other Humans cheered in happiness while most of the dragons let out small squeaks in fear, shivering slightly. They were all children, except Cross and Reaper, of course. The poor children were probably scared to death.

They listened as the Humans talked about how they were going to gain a lot with them, either by killing them for material or by selling them as pets. It disgusted both Drako and Torment, who looked at each other and nodded, catching the sight of a horrified Gaster, who was also looking at the necklaces.

"Let's show them why we were so feared back home, shall we?" A sadistic smile, rarely see on the Destroyer's face for he never wished to hurt anyone usually, appeared on Drako's face. The part dragon skeleton nodded, quitting the house with his brother. He could feel Psyche's anger toward the Humans; they also wanted them dead. Torment's tentacles were swaying rapidly behind him and were sharper than usual, proof that he was ready to kill someone. "YoU cAn FeEL tHe ChIlDrEn'S nEgAtIvITY?"

Torment nodded, a frown still on his face. "I can, but I don't know exactly where this is. I don't know this AU enough. I can't teleport like this, the trail is too weak." Drako growled slightly, unaware of his eyelights getting sharper, like a reptile, similar to how they looked like when he was in dragon form. "Do YoU ThINk ThAT YoU CoULD GuIdE Me WHiLE I FlY tO fInd ThEM?" Torment nodded. "No problem."

"ThEN GeT oN, We HaVE SoME FuCkERs To GeT RiD Of. DoN't TrY To CoME GaSTEr." That being said, Drako took back his dragon form, uncaring of anyone possibly seeing him change. He didn't care about that, his family was in danger, and he wouldn't let anyone that is his being hurt. No more. His family already suffered enough. "They will regret ever being born!" Drako could only agree with Psyche.

Torment teleported on his back, nodding to himself and closing his eye to concentrate on this particular bunch of negative kids. It was always more complex to focus on specific sources of negativity, but he was the King of it, making it easier for him. He hummed softly before nodding once again. "To the left."

Drako nodded, rising up in the sky and immediately starting to fly in the direction indicated by Torment, not caring about Gaster's gaze on him. Oh how much he wanted to join his two new sons, but he couldn't leave his younger children like this, and he couldn't drop them off at a friend's house without any warning. He couldn't bring them either, since he was certain that the two Gods wouldn't let those Humans live, and it would probably be pretty gruesome. As much as he liked the Gods –and frankly, he was surprised by how fond he was getting of them–, he didn't want to traumatize his Babybones. Plus, Drako seemed to notice how badly he wanted to help, if his last words were anything to go by. Either he didn't want to traumatize Gaster –which would be really sweet of him– or he cared too much about the Babybones to leave them alone –once again, very sweet of him–... Then there was the possibility of him thinking that Gaster wouldn't be useful in the fight... Which wasn't that wrong honestly; as strong as Gaster was, he would never match a God's power.

That's how he got stuck watching anxiously over his children, cursing mentally for not exchanging numbers with his new sons to be updated on how their rescue mission was going. Both children, even if oblivious to the whole situation, knew that something was wrong with their father, and quickly went to hug him. "What is wrong daddy?"

"N-Nothing Papyrus..." Gaster couldn't tell them what was happening! He couldn't! What was he supposed to say? 'Oh your new brothers went to kill some stupid Humans who kidnapped Reaper and Cross, along with baby dragons and I'm freaking out because I'm totally useless in this situation!'? No, he couldn't say that to his babies. Sans frowned. "That doesn't seem like 'nothing', you look super stressed dad."

Gaster offered them the best smile he could manage, bringing them close to his chest and hugging them tightly. "I... I know. But it's going to be alright... Drako and Torment just went to search for Reaper and Cross, who got a little... Lost, during their training, yes, that's right."

He tried to convince himself that everything would be all right. They were Gods, they would take care of this easily! Papyrus seemed to accept his excuse. Sans, a little less, but brushed it off, thinking that it probably wasn't that important.

During this time, Drako was flying across the AU at full speed, nodding in acknowledgement to some dragons and birds greeting him. He let Torment guide him, making sharp turns each time the goopy skeleton instructed him to turn. "HoW ArE ThEY DoInG?"

Torment let out an unamused laugh. "The Humans are freaking out because one of them tried to touch Reaper, who must have panicked and used his deadly touch despite the magic restraints... Seems logic since it is a part of him more than just his magic. One of them dropped dead." Drako nodded. "TeACh ThEM rIghT. SAdLy It MeAnS We'Ve GoT OnE LEsS FuCKeR To PlAY wItH." Torment shrugged.

"Oh well, we'll just have to make the others suffer more to compensate." A grin stretched itself on the dragon's face. He didn't want to kill here, he didn't even want to fight. It was a new opportunity for a new life! But he would not let anyone touch his family, even if that meant he had to be the bad guy once again. "Do YoU ThInK OuR LiTtLE MaSsAcRe WiLL AtTrAcT ThIS mUlTivErSE's ReAPEr?"

"Possibly? I mean, the SOULs must be reaped so... Unless our Reaper can do it fast enough to avoid him coming, he would have to come reap them." Drako hummed softly, growling at the sight of the shed in the distance. "LoOkS liKE We'Re BoUNd To GiVE MoRE WoRk To ThE DiFfErEnT ReAPeRS."

Torment snickered in response, knowing fully well that it was the truth. Drako soon landed in front of the shed and took back his skeleton form. "ReaDY?"

"Honestly, I almost wanted you to act like a big angry mother dragon coming to kick some asses, but I guess it'll do." That made Drako sigh, imitating most Frisk's expression after this. "I can totally see you as an angry momma! I would be scared to touch your kids~"

"WhY WOuLD I Be tHE MoTHEr?" Torment just shrugged with a smile while the Humans turned toward them after hearing this. Okay, Drako could understand how weird it was to hear that coming from a teenager coming in a shady shed like he and his friend –or brother, in that case– owned the place. Might as well honestly, at this point. The Humans frowned, most moving to stand in front of the cage in a weak attempt to hide their sin. "What are you doing here, kids?"

Both Gods felt like killing that Human right on the spot for calling them 'kids' but refrained themselves, offering them their best innocent smiles. "Oh us? We're just walking around, searching for our dragons."

"You MIgHT hAvE sEeN ThEM bY ThE WaY!" Drako saw how some of them flinched at his glitchy voice, making him smirk slightly. "ThEy BoTH aRe VeRY FlUfFy, One BeIng WhIte WiTH BlAcK CrOsSeS-LiKE PaTteRn ANd The OtHER BeINg BlAcK wItH LiGht BlUE SpEcKS dEcOrAtING His FuR. HaVE YoU SeEN ThEM?" Realization flashed across most of the Humans faces, who looked at each others before answering. "I... Let us discuss that, I think that description remind me of something."

All Humans regrouped and started whispering to each others, making Drako and Torment raise a brow. Did they notice that the dragons were now in full view? Their brothers being part of them? They noticed the hope present in the dragons' eyes, and nodded toward Cross and Reaper, who nodded in return.

The Humans thought to be discreet, and they were, truly! But being a dragon increased Drako's senses, making him able to hear them easily just by focusing on them. Torment was also able to hear, even if slightly less well.

"Those brats are their owners of the pests, what do we do?!" The Human who spoke looked toward them for a second, offering them an uneasy smile, to which the two Gods only smirked darkly in response, making him yelp and lower his head once again. "And they're fucking creepy!"

"Oh please John, they are just kids. No worries, they won't cause a threat. We can just give them false instructions, and if they don't buy it... Well... Let's just kill them. And then we will be free to deal with the dragons as we want. They're just filthy Monsters after all, they don't deserve to live!" Many sounds of agreement were heard from the others, some being more hesitant then their comrades. Drako and Torment only frowned in response, crossing their arms and waiting for the right moment to make them regret ever saying that. Soon, they all turned back toward them and offered them the fakest smiles possible. "Ah, yes, it seems like my colleague saw them sooner today. They were going toward the lake nearby."

Torment and Drako looked at each other, humming, as if believing them. Torment pretended to be relieved by this information, letting out a soft sigh, making the Humans visibly relax, thinking they had won. "Oh thanks Toby Fox... We were so worried... Could one of you accompany us there? We do not live in this part of the continent, so we don't really know where the lake is..." Torment gave them a soft smile, closing his eye as to not glare at them. The Humans looked at each others before shrugging, the last one who talked moving toward them with a smile. "Alright kids, I'll guide you, okay?"

Both offered them bright smiles before happily answering with a common 'Thank you sir!'. Torment could feel the baby dragons' fear rise once again, along with Cross and Reaper's amusement. Both knew it was only the beginning of their fun.

The man walked outside the shed, quickly followed by the two teenagers who used their young appearance as an advantage. After all, who would be suspicious of two adorable teenagers?... Beside Ink and probably Dream, but it would only be because of their appearance.

They heard the Humans burst out laughing, clearly making fun of them, making them frown. The Human went behind the shed and was about to continue his path toward this so called lake, when a bone appeared from the ground, stabbing his leg. He let out a scream, that was mixed between surprise and pain, while the two 'innocent' teenagers started to circle around him like predators around a prey. Both still wore their bright smiles, which seemed strangely creepier than before. "Now, now~ My brother and myself don't really appreciate being mocked by... Stupid..." A tentacle wrap itself around his left arm. "Useless..." It started to pull, gently at first. "Pathetic..." Than stronger... The Humans realized what was going to happen and started to struggle, only managing to hurt himself more because of the bone that was still stabbing him. "Disgusting..." And stronger... He tried to take the bone out, only for his hands to be grabbed by glowing blue string decorated by specks of silver. The one with the tentacles continued to pull. "Humans..." Until it was too strong.

The Humans screamed in agony while his arm was reaped apart from the rest of his body, bones breaking in a sickening 'crack' and blood pouring from the freshly opened wound. Their smiles turned into sadistic smirks. "AnD We DoN't APPrEcIaTE hOW YoU TrEatED oUr BROtHerS EiTheR." More strings came from the glitchy skeleton, wrapping themselves around the Human's body and forcefully making him move like a puppet while more bones were stabbed in him, never touching a vital organ.

He could only scream in agony while his body was moved around like a toy. "Now, I think we should go back to see your little friends, don't you?" He didn't answer. He couldn't even fully register the question, the only thing in his mind was the excruciating pain that he was feeling.

Torment sighed, as if disappointed by the lack of answer, his tentacles getting sharper and pointing threateningly at the man. "I said... 'Don't you?'" The man shook his head, tears pouring from his eyes. Torment let out a small 'Tsk'. "Wrong answer~" In a second, all of his tentacles were stabbing the Human, his arm long since forgotten and thrown away. He screamed even louder, begging to be spared, even if none of the words coming out of his mouth were understandable.

Torment took his tentacles out of the other's body, showing the big holes they left behind. He hummed, analyzing the Human's expression before sighing. "Let's go brother, we don't want him to die before the real fun begins, am I right?" Drako nodded with a smirk, walking with Torment toward the entrance of the shed, from which no sound could be hear. They were followed by their little puppet, who was whining in pain.

The soon arrived in front of the entrance, both smiling happily. "It LoOKS LiKE OuR GuIDE cAn'T GuIDE Us, cOUlD YoU HeLP?" The Humans looked at them fearfully, having clearly heard their friend's –or maybe just colleague?– screams. They still tried to look calm, even if it was clear that they were terrified. The baby dragons were covering their ears, seeming confused. It was probably Cross and Reaper who told them to do that. "W-What do you mean, he can't guide you?"

"WeLl He iS A lItTlE... TiEd UP. HehE~" With a small movement of his hand, the Human came into view, hanging limply from Drako's strings, which were penetrating his skin, making him bleed a little more. Multiple gasp were heard coming from the rest of the Humans present, an expression of horror appearing on their faces. Torment approached a little, showing his tentacles dripping from their colleague's blood. An innocent smile was on his face. "It looks like he encountered 'filthy Monsters', what a shame, truly~"

Their eyes were wide, realizing just now how much they fucked up. The strings around the puppet's neck start to tighten, cutting deeply the Human's skin, making him scream once more... Until a loud crack resonated in the shed and the strings let go of the Human's body, which fell limply to the ground, his head rolling a little before being impaled by a bone. Both Gods watched as some Humans turned around, vomiting their stomachs' content, making them cringe slightly. "Weaklings." Was the only thing Torment muttered at the spectacle.

One Human, trying to look stronger than he really was, stood tall against the two skeletons, even if his trembling said everything about how he felt. "Y-You better stay b-back if you d-don't want your dragons t-to suffer!" Torment tilted his head in an innocent manner. "Oh? I thought they were at the lake?"

They approached slowly. "PlUs, I cAn SeE ThAT OnE Of You alReAdy TrIEd To ToUcH ReAPeR." He said that, looking at the dead body in front of the cage, whose hand was still inside, with the baby dragons. The little ones, after understanding that he couldn't hurt them anymore, had bitten the hand quite badly.

The Humans turned to look at their decreased colleague, shock written on their faces at the news that it was the dragon who did that. Most suspected it, but they didn't want to believe it! "Now..." With this single word, Torment effectively gained all the Humans' attention back.

"Let's play~" A shiver ran down all of the Humans' spines at the terrifying laugh that the goopy skeleton let out. It was bone chilling, and they didn't like that at all. "YoU DiDn'T ThINK ThAt wE WoULD LeT YoU ToUCH oUR FaMIlLY UNpUnIsHEd, RiGHT?"

Before they could try to negotiate, defend themselves or do anything, a tentacle flew toward the Human who threatened to hurt the dragons. "Now let's see... Drako, quick death or long one?"

"WhY, LonG OnE Of COuRSE!" Drako answered happily, making Torment nod. The three Humans left tried to run away while the two skeletons' attention was on their colleague, knowing that he was screwed either way. Sadly for them, a wall of red bones blocked their only escape. "NoPE~" Drako's eyelights were glowing dangerously, even if his smile never left his face. "YoU CaN HaVE ThIS OnE, I'Ll TaKe CaRE Of SoME Of ThE OtHeRS." Torment only nodded in response, humming gently a random tune while stabbing the Human repeatedly. "Leave me one at least."

Drako shrugged and went toward the three Humans, looking at them with a playful expression. "So! WhO WaNts To Go FiRST?" He waited for a few seconds before frowning, since he didn't get any response. "OwW YoU'Re NoT FuN, Y'kNow? GuEsS I'Ll HaVE To CHoSE!" He looked at the three of them before pointing his finger toward the woman in the middle. "YoU'Ll Be tHe FiRst!" He wrapped in strings around the woman's body and started to move her around a bit, before his expression suddenly changed. "Oh SiLLy mE! I hAvE A bEtTeR IdEA!" He threw a bone attack at the woman, which landed straight in her arm, making her scream. "AlrEaDy ScReaMinG? DaMn yOu'Re a WeAK oNE."

He forced her to grab the bone –even though the magic forming it was probably burning her hand, it was just a little bonus– and pull it out before turning toward the two other Humans, that Drako also strung up after they tried to attack him. "NoW LeT's SeE..." He looked at the terrified Humans in front of him, smiling at the sound of the one in Torment's care screaming in pain.

He moved his strings, placing the one on the left in front of the woman. Both were crying, understanding what he was going to make them do–or most likely, what he was going to make the woman do to the man–. He approached the woman until she was just in front of her colleague before making her stab him in the right eye repeatedly. After a few seconds, Drako made her pause, the bone now in front of his other eye. He then spoke cheerfully. "NaH, YoU sTiLl GoTtA SeE ThIS!"

He made the woman grab the bone tighter, making the Human hiss in pain in-between her sob. The woman stabbed the man in the middle of his chest before slowly ripping his chest and stomach open, showing his organs to everyone. The unharmed Human threw up at the sight and, before the woman could do the same, Drako forced her mouth shut with more strings, making her gag on her own vomit. He had to admit that even he was disgusted by that last part, but that was what they got for touching his family.

The Human who was opened was now too weak and dizzy because of the loss of blood, hanging limply from the strings and not seeming to realize what was happening anymore. With a shrug, Drako made the woman stab him in the heart before letting him fall to the ground. Not long after, the sound of another body hitting the floor was heard, and Torment came near Drako, his tentacles covered in fresh blood. "So, which one is mine?"

Drako shrugged. "I ScRAtChEd ThiS OnE A lItTlE, SO yOu CAn hAVe tHe OtHER." Torment nodded, turning his attention toward the only unharmed one, his single eyelight glowing dangerously. "Alright, could you drop her?" Drako nodded, dropping the other woman to the ground. "Thank you brother~" Torment didn't waste a second before starting to take care of her, twisting her arm in an abnormal way with a single tentacle, making her scream in agony while her bones cracked at the movement.

Drako smiled a little and stared at the woman. "HmM..." An idea suddenly came to his mind and he moved back a bit, throwing the woman on the ground and stabbing her with multiple bones to stop her from moving. He then summoned Blue's hammer. "LeT'S tRy ThIS, I'M sUrE He WoULD hAvE WaNteD To PaRTIcIpATe." Without further ado, he slammed the hammer on the woman's head, a sickening 'crack' echoing in the shed while her skull was being crushed mercilessly. Drako then brought the hammer up once again, showing what was left of the woman's skull, her blood pouring out and her brain definitively crushed. "WeLl ThAT WaS FaSt... MaYbe I sHouLD hAvE StArtED WiTH ThE LeGS? Oh WeLL~" Drako looked at the blood-covered hammer and sighed softly at the sight. "I'Ll hAvE TO CLeAN YoU, HuH?" He gently rubbed the Blaster's head –he swore that the Blaster purred in response–. "GoOd JoB~"

He shrugged, unsummoning the Blaster Hammer and turning toward Torment, who had started ripping out each finger of the woman, one by one. Once done, he went for the hands –or what was left of them–. Then the arms. He then teared out her legs, and ended up with her head before turning toward Drako. "I think that we're done~"

Drako nodded before looking at his and Torment's clothes. "AnD OuR ClOtHeS ArE RuInED." Torment only snickered in response, walking toward the cage. The baby dragons had their back turned toward them, once again probably thanks to Reaper and Cross, while said fluffy demons looked at the scene calmly. They saw worse anyway; Cross lived the gang and Reaper was literally the God of Death. The glitchy skeleton heard Psyche groan in his SOUL. "What did I tell you about having your priorities checked?" He shrugged with a smile, walking behind Torment.

"We should teleport the cage outside, no need for them to see all this." Drako nodded in agreement, teleporting the cage outside and opening it. He then wrapped all the magic restraints with his strings, easily destroying them. All the dragons screamed a 'Thank you sirs!' in unison before flying away, presumably toward their homes and parents. "Hey Reaper, do you think that you could reap those bastards' SOULs before your alternate version comes here?"

Reaper shrugged, summoning his scythe and the Humans' SOULs. "Sure thing, as long as I don't have to take back the job full time." He quickly reaped their SOULs, sending them in the other Reaper's domain to be judged for their crimes. "NoW... HoW In ToBY fOx'S NaME DiD YoU ManAGe To gET KiDNApPeD?! It'S oNLy bEeN A FuCkING dAY!" Both shrugged innocently.

"Honestly? No idea. One moment Reaper is teaching me how to fly and the next thing I know, I'm getting knocked out by Humans." Reaper nodded, agreeing to this story, making the two Gods sigh in annoyance. "At least you're okay... They didn't do anything, did they?"

Reaper shook his head. "Nah, when they tried, I accidently killed one so... It was enough to keep them away. Then you came and they were too terrified to do anything to us. They were actually planning on waiting for you to go away to run and leave the dragons behind for a certain Jack to come get them. I think they had something against this Jack guy." Cross continued with a shrug. "He sounded pretty cool actually, he is a Monster Supporter and seems partially against their dragon traffic but needs to do it for the money. Not a good guy, but not the worse of them, I guess."

"Mhm... Well, let's go back to Gaster's home, he must be worried about you two." Reaper frowned. "Like this? You're going to scare the kids." Drako shrugged. "We CaN fInd ThIS LaKe TheY WeRE tAlkIng ABoUT AnD-" Torment cut him off. "No Drako, I already told you, jumping in a lake doesn't clean shit. We're going and we'll tell them a stupid excuse like 'Oh it's paint!'. They're children; they will probably believe anything either way." They all either shrugged or nodded in response before teleporting in front of the house.

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I had a really bad day when I wrote this chapter, but writing it somehow calmed me down-

So yeah, Reaper and Cross got kidnapped-

Anyway, I hope that you enjoyed this chapter! ^^

Lunar's out!~