Red's POV
I was in a endless black terrain.
I don't know where I am or how got here.
"Hello?" I called into the darkness hearing no response.
After about a half an hour of walking around in this void a voice behind.
"Hello Red."
I quickly turn around at that voice.
That voice... That voice belong to none other than the devil himself.
"Purple?" I asked.
There was purple, just as I had last remembered.
He was smiling wickedly while holding a purple knife.
"Well, well, it seems we had a lot more in common than I thought." purple said smirking.
"W-what do you mean?" I stuttered.
"Oh come on, like you don't know." purple replied, "You are a cannibal! You killed so many people, more than me."
I started to back away.
How did he find out?
"Aw, you look scared. Don't you have an entire gang to protect you?" purple stated, "Oh wait, they're dead."
"Y-you can't say anything about that! A-at least I did it for survival!" I cried out.
"Survival? Oh you poor child. You are no different than me." purple mocked.
"N-no..." I replied.
"Yes. Do you really Nick would ever trust you, after all you've done?" purple stated.
Tears started to fall from my eyes.
I made a promise to myself to protect Nick...
"And you guys punished me yet you get off easy. Well, that's not how life works." Purple grinned wickedly.
Purple took his knife and pounced on me.
"I think this should make up for the thousands of lives you stole." purple said.
"What are you-" I started but was cut off as he stabbed me in the stomach.
Nick's POV
Red had been talking in his sleep.
Should I wake him?
It sounds like he's having a nightmare.
Then again I might anger him for waking him if this is nothing.
Red bolted up from his sleeping bag and took in a deep breath.
"Red? Are you okay?" I asked, actually worried for him.
"I-I'm f-fine." He replied.
"Did you have a nightmare?" I asked.
"Y-yes.." He replied.
I got down from the bed and sat by him.
"You wanna talk about it?"
He shook his head no.
I sighed and hugged him.
He blushed a bit before falling asleep on my shoulder.
I blushed as his head leaned into me.
I sighed before laying down on top of the sleeping bag.
I grabbed the blanket from the bed and dragged it down so I could use it.
I placed the blanket on us and turned towards Red.
He is actually kinda cute when he sleeps...
What am I thinking?
He is a murderer, a cannibal in fact!
I guess even murderers can be cute...
"Good night red."