~I bleed red~ | An Ink x Reader

~Y/n's POV~

I was currently blindfolded, I quickly figured that out. I attempted to move my arms and legs but, of course, they were bound. It felt like I was tied to a very uncomfortable wooden chair.

I already knew the drill, as I had been in this situation many times throughout the months. It made me wonder why I get captured so much in different timelines.

"Who's there?" I called out, my mouth wasn't tied at least.

I heard some footsteps and felt someone breathing on me, if I wasn't bound then I could've touched them.

I felt them run a hand through my hair like a creep and I attempted to recoil but very unsuccessful.

They backhand slapped me hard enough to make my head bang against the backboard of the chair. Ouch.

"Shut up." The person said, they sounded remarkably like Classic Sans.

I decided to listen, not wanting to be slapped again. They continued to stroke my hair, leaving me with goosebumps everytime they touched my skin.

I heard a knock on the wall, signaling to the person that was petting me that someone else was there.

"Boss!" The Classic-sounding voice exclaimed in horror.

"Move aside, Dust." An unfamiliar voice said, to my surprise they sounded female.

Wait, did she say Dust? As in... No there's no way. Is there?

The blindfold was ripped off me, I wasn't sure which to be more afraid of.

The person that was petting me was indeed Dust, the memories of my universe had faded greatly but I could never forget those eyes.

Now, the figure in front of me was certainly unfamiliar. She looked just like if me and Nightmare fused together, which was a scary thought.

"State your name." She demanded with a cold hard one-eyed stare.

"Y/n." I stated to her, trying not to be intimidated by my own face.

"So... an alternate me. State your universe." She demanded once more, looking at me with interest and disgust at the same time.

"Dusttale." I answered, the skeleton beside her gave a horrifying smile to me. That's gonna haunt me for a few nights.

"So you two know each other?" She asked, this time looking at Dust then back at me.

We nodded in sync and her face screwed up in anger. Luckily I don't think it was directed at me, but rather at Dust. He seemed to realize he was in trouble for some reason and started to back away slowly.

"And you didn't tell me she existed?!" Other me yelled at Dust, making him cower in fear despite him being taller. Those tentacles of hers do make her appear bigger though.

"I-I'm sorry, Boss. I didn't think to tell you, I thought she was dead." He covered his face in his hands, trying to do anything to stay out of her wrath. The Dust I know wouldn't cower like this... I guess it's an alternate timeline thing or she's just really scary to him.

She didn't seem to hear him, or chose to ignore him because she extended a tentacle full speed towards his neck. She lifted him off the ground, strangling him. He instinctively grabbed and clawed at the object that was depriving him of oxygen, trying to suck in as much air as he could when he temporarily managed to get some.

While this was occurring, I was trying to get back to my own timeline. Surely there had to be a way? Is it a Wizard of Oz thing where I have to click my heels three times? I attempted to do just that, but my ankles were tied to the legs of the chair.