Error groaned, shifting, as he tried to clear the dizziness from his mind. His skull hurt, his body hurt, his soul hurt. Everything just hurt! Once the dizziness cleared Error looked around and this is what he saw.

He was in a dungeon looking type room, the walls a smooth cobblestone with fake torches even. He was in a cage, a stable metal cage with a blue like sheen signalling a forcfield so unfortunately he couldn't break free easily.

Someone was staring at him; Ink. "Sorry Error, but you just won't stop" he said, taking a few steps forward as Error pressed against the back of the cage, growling softly. "You wouldn't stop destroying my precious creations, so we had to do this" Ink sighed, shaking his head.

"We could have been friends Error.....it didn't have to end like this...but you just won't stop..." Ink took out a small dagger. "The council and I came up with a plan..." he keeled down in front of Errors cage. "If we can't get your poor excuse for destroying nicely then..." he used magic and brought Error towards him, stabbing the small dagger into his wrist, making Error scream out.

"Then unfortunately...we will have to torture you until you give us the answers we want..." Ink smiled tightly, his smile twitching as he left Error to scream in pain, walking out.

-temmie skip-

Five months. Error was tortured on end for five months. Blood splattered the smooth cobblestone walls of the prison Error was now forced to call home. Black bones scattered about, mostly feet and fingers.

Error was left in pieces, his left arm ripped off, the hand of his right arm ripped off, his feet and his right leg ripped off, three of his ribs cracked off and thrown about. A big gash in his skull, so big it shattered half of his face, so now he only had one eye and a little but of his mouth and jaw to use.

Error may have a high pain tolerance, but this? This was all out torture. And the worst thing? All the other sanses except for Ink thought he was dead. Ink was the one who did this to him, Ink was the one who tore him apart.

Another thing? It wasn't just physical torture, oohh no. Ink stripped him of his magic painfully, a collar clamped into his neck that made sure he couldn't use his destructive magic.

Ink had also strung his SOUL up, Ink tearing it apart and only smirking when it pulled itself back together.

There was a little bit of light in his dark world though. His mother had found him, crying to him one day and apologizing as he held his sons arm shakily. Error waited for the time that his mother usually came around. His mother was the only one who loved him, only one who cared, only one who took care of him.

Perhaps he can use his mother to be free?

(Sooooo a new chapter yay? Please I would like your feedback guys...I have no self esteem so I just wanted to know what you guys thought again or if you have any perhaps ideas for this story?)