WARNING: Blood.

Turtle Side Note: I can almost guarantee that at least one of you is going to be very disappointed in me for that title by the end of this chapter...

Also, for all of you who seemed confused by the name Aniam; what I did was change my friend's name from "Amian" to "Aniam". Oh, and if you were wondering about pronunciations, it would be Ay-nee-um (unlike my brother who pronounced it An-eye-am XD).

*Tic...

*Toc...

*A few days have passed..

*The doors to the A.M.A's facility open...

*A large man walks in, twirling his I.D. in his hands...

*You catch a glimpse of the card, seeing he belongs to the EXTRACT Unit.

*He walks off, heading towards the hall of captives.

- 6 a.m -

Sans: *seems to be trying to find a way to get out of the restraints without tripping any of the alarms* *he doesn't seem to be in the best condition*

_Swiftblade_Sans-

Sans: *jumps, thinking you were someone else* ... holy sh*t, kid. give me a warnin' the next time you're gonna start talking. *shakes his head* anyways, what were you gonna say?

_Swiftblade_: If my theory is correct, that was Alice. If you see Mr H again, tell him that they're holding Alice there too.

Sans: *realizes you're talking about the scream from a while ago* *raises a brow*... and why would i do that?

_Swiftblade_: It might just be enough to persuade him.

Sans: *is a little confused from the vagueness of the answer, but he's pretty sure he understood what you were getting at* okay, got it, kid.

_Swiftblade_: But I'm not sure. And be careful. Also I will give you an update on everyone else. Frisk is in denial, Flowey is being 'nicer' than normal. Chara has seemed to accept it. Papyrus is trying to stay hopeful, Toriel is sad along with Asgore comforting her. Undyne has guilt crawling in her stomach while Alphys is comforting her also. And Grillby and Fuku just found out. Don't give up Sans, we will find you, and we will save you.

Sans: *nods to himself at the update you gave him of everyone else* ...i wasn' plannin' on giving up anytime soon, but i can't rely on you guys to find me when i don't even know where the h*ll i am. *looks at the restraints* i'm gonna keep tryin' to figure these things out... i don't know what imma do if i do figure 'em out... but, at least it'll be a start.

_Swiftblade_: Also the people who have you there are going to try and extract your magic for whatever reason. And the president, Cherry Johnson...? Yeah, I think that's it. Is with them. Don't give up Sans.

Sans: ... oh, well isn't that just great. (That's politics for ya.) *remembers something* oh... speakin' of the magic--

*The door to the room opens slowly...

*...

*You suddenly can't see or hear what's going on...

*A few hours later...*

Mr. H: *walks into the A.M.A facility, taking off his coat* *He takes a few steps to head to his office, only to feel someone tap his shoulder* !!! *quickly turns around*

Cherry: Did I scare you? *her bright red lipstick morphs into a smirk*

Mr. H: *doesn't seem amused* What do you need, Miss. Johnson?

Cherry: Cherry, Aniam. My name is Cherry. And... *points at Mr. H's "I love coffee" tutu. It seems that dare is still going on* What are you wearing?

Mr. H: *glares down at his tutu* That... is not important.

Cherry: *rolls her eyes* Nonetheless, I assume you've enjoyed your few days off.

Mr. H: *neutral expression* Whether I enjoyed it or not is none of your concern. Your concern for me falls in professional manners only.

Cherry: *looks at him over the frame of her glasses* I see. *looks down, at the clipboard in her hands* Anyways, this is your new schedule, you can either keep your old office, or take over Alice's. Just inform me on whatever you decide so I know where to find you. *holds out the schedule to him*

Mr. H: Will do. *calmly takes it from her*

Cherry: *stares him in the eye, before smiling* I'll be expecting a report on the new subjects tonight. *walks around him, dragging her hand along his waist line before putting a hand on his chest* Don't be late. *slowly pulls herself from him, before walking away*

Mr. H: *his face remains a cold stare until she turns* *lifts his eyebrows, brushing off the area on his chest she touch* *leaves, walking in the other direction towards his office*

*****

Cherry: *in her own office with a pen in her mouth and paperwork on her desk*

Carrotbrine: (referring to Cherry threatening Mr. H's pay check)Okay now that's just plain old unfair, he did his job, got many people to hate him for doing his job and now you're just going to blackmail him, that's petty.

Cherry: It's not petty, it's business. Because of Alice's termination, all we had left in the extract unit were a bunch of meat heads without a leader. *rolls her eyes* *looks back towards the voice* Aniam is necessary for the unit now, I don't need him in the capture unit any longer. If I have to threaten him- *smirks* -so be it. I know why he's here and I have him wrapped right around my finger. *twirls her pinky around*

TheRandomRose: I'll add on to this: (I know that you ((Mr.H)) don't choose who gets captured so I'll direct this to your leader) that monster that you kidnapped has a brother AND ONLY a brother. They have been together thick and thin and you think you have any right to take that away from them. They may be monsters but now we know who the true monsters are

Cherry: *looks up, over her glasses* And... what is your point?  I don't care who the subjects were, so, what you said is completely worthless. I care about what the subjects are. The new I-B subject is powerful. The more power the subject has, the more profit I get and the less risk there is in extraction.

DerpiestDerpAround: heCK NAH YOU AINT EXTRACTING OUR CHUBBY AND SMOL MARSHMALLOW--

HeyItzVickii: aH BITCH

Dark_EeveeXx: *chokes* WHAT

FandomsTrashGirl: O.O U HEARTLESS MONSTER!

TheRandomRose: EXTRACT HIS MAGIC AND... uhhhh I haven't thought about that part yet BUT IT'LL BE BAD AND DON'T TOUCH OUR MARSHMALLOW.

IniquityHalo: EXCUUUSE ME BOI DON'T TOUCH MA BABY

Cherry: *shrugs, reading over some report papers* It's strange to me that you are all so protective of the subject, when the inevitable will happen. The United States will become a world power once again, and to do that... we need magic. *looks up from her report papers* We need lots of magic. *winks, smiling, before going back to work*

*****

Mr. H: *walks into his office* *after a few minutes of struggling, he manages to get the tutu off* *sits down at his desk, reading over his new schedule*

Mr. H: *has gotten used to your voices, to the point where he can sense your presence* *chuckles dryly to himself* Yes? What would you like to ask now? 

IcicleCrystals: ew. i feel like Mr. H is being tortured.

Mr. H: *laughs* Dustmite, this is far from being tortured.

Dark_EeveeXx: Wait I think I know what's going on... Are they threatening Mr. H's life?

Mr. H: ... *stares ahead for a few seconds, his expression blank* ... *a dark smile slowly creeps on his face* Now, what would make you think that?

TheRandomRose: Ok now I feel bad for Mr. H...Wait she's the president right?...We have evidence riiiigggghhht? THEN WE CAN BLACK MAIL THAT DONKEY MWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAH

Mr. H: *chuckles* She has everyone, including the police who are "looking for the missing monsters" on our side. *scoffs* Blackmail...*his eyes gleam* I'd like to see you try.

BKdreamsans: Awe, Mr H. I can see why you do what you do now...

Roxkstargirl: ...I knew you had a reason behind all of this, after all, all bad guys do...

Mr. H: *laughs a little at the "bad guy" part* I suppose I am the villain to you dustmites... but, I don't believe you should be so confident in your knowledge of me. There are other factors in every decision, however that information that is not important.

HeyItzVickii: WHO DA FUCK IS ALICE?!

Mr. H: ...

Mr. H: She's human.

Mr. H: *shakes his head, standing up* Now, if you'll excuse me, dustmites, I have to go check on the subjects, starting with the second I-B subject. It's the one you all seem to care so much about, no?

FandomsTrashGirl: ITS A HE NOT IT AMIAN!

TheRandomRose: AGAIN, JUST BECAUSE WE SAY HES A MARSHMALLOW, DOESN'T MEAN HES AN IT!

Mr. H: You dustmites are strange. With what my job is now, do you really want me to try to humanize the creature?

Dark_EeveeXx: The only one who's an it is you, you disgusting being.

Mr. H: *laughs* Oh, my feelings.

IniquityHalo: He's a freaking sentient being, bruh.

Mr. H: As far as I'm aware, the little emotional capacity it has, isn't enough of a concern for me to change what I refer to it as. *walks out of his office, heading to the hall*

Dark_EeveeXx: There are many examples of monsters feeling emotions. Alphys. Papyrus. Toriel. Undyne. They all grieve the loss of a friend and family, BECAUSE OF YOU. If anyone here has the mental capacity of a 3 year old, it's you, for believing in that bullshit

Mr. H: Forgive me, but, I was first of all told to take the subject, and second I also find professional word more reliable than a voice that doesn't even have a face.

Mr. H: Look at it like this, let's say your doctor told you that you were completely healthy, but then a random person on the street told you that you were suffering lung cancer. Who would you be more likely to believe?

BKdreamsans: But the professors world wide, excuse me for this, haven't actually talked and enjoyed a cup of coffee with a monster. Have they? all they have done is "research" which for all you know could be fake. I know I'm just that " random voice" but I also know sans won't take this lightly, you have to understand that the danger your drawing closer to could not only hurt you, but your family. I doubt sans would hurt your family for your mistakes... But I do know that anyone who was handled by you won't react well to seeing you again.

You should think forward.

I know you have a family to feed, but there are so many part time jobs out there you can take. Why this one? Why now? You could hurt yourself deeply with this, unlike at a coffee shop where the most you can get is a small burn or cut.

I guess what I am really asking is... Not really why... But if you thought about what could happen from this. From draining magic, witch is a monsters life force, and potentially pulling away Simone beloved family member to pretty much kill.

I think it's equivalent to sucking out human blood until the point where the body has to work really hard to make blood. But it only has so much time until everything shuts down and... It dies.

Mr. H: ... My reasons for why I'm doing this and not something else are not anything to do with business, therefore they are none of your concern. I have to do this. That's all you need to know. *looks ahead, seeing the hall to the EXTRACT unit*

BKdreamsans: I was wondering. Will the extraction hurt? I know it wasn't your field before... But do you know? And are the captured allowed free afterward? And will 5AN5 still be alive after extraction?

Mr. H: I have to admit that I do not know.

BKdreamsans: Oh. Okay. Thanks for trying to answer.

Mr. H: ... You're... welcome, I suppose?

Mr. H: *walks up to Sans' door* *stops, hearing a voice*

DerpiestDerpAround: Well what you've been taught was complete bullsh¡t. You were probably taught that way so you could be manipulated into thinking monsters don't deserve to be treated equally. Of course they can feel human emotions! They can feel love, hurt, guilt, happiness, sadness, etc. If they didn't, how would Sans and his brother love each other? How would Asgore, the king of all monsters, feel guilt of the children he took the souls of? How would Toriel be so very sorry to the children who had their souls taken away? Papyrus is miserable because of Sans going missing, and so is everyone else. Is that enough proof to you that monsters can feel human emotions?!

TheRandomRose: Ok I will accept that you've felt guilt but what you've been taught is absolutely wrong. If monsters couldn't feel emotions, do you think they'd be desperately looking for their friends? That they would be so caring toward each other. Their mental capacity is enough to match a human scientist. They created the CORE, one of the best inventions of our time created by Dr. W. D. Gaster who happens to be the father of the monster you just kidnapped. Sadly, his father was lost to time and space.

snowkitten14: Do humans have a superiority complex over monsters or something? A certain yellow dinosaur made a robot that could transform at will, does that sound like three-year-old smarts to you?

ProbablyAHumanBeing: Said yellow dinosaur also just recovered, as far as I know, from a very severe depression complete with suicide thoughts. Doesn't sound like a three-year-old.

himynameis4565: Ok Mr.H you've done research, but we're the readers. We see and hear EVERYTHING that the monsters do and say. We've seen the genocide, pacifist, and neutral runs. We've seen how the monsters ,mostly sans, have reacted to each one, so how can you say that we're wrong and your right? Ok let's look at it from your perspective monsters will forget about sans ok but what about Frisk and Chara they're humans, humans that care about sans.(even though Chara pretends not to...) so what about them. If you say they don't matter than your an even bigger idiot than I thought. Frisk freed monster kind Chara is a child that escaped death so I wouldn't exactly forget about them. Now let's get back to your whole point about monsters forgetting about Sans, Sans did Not forget about them during the genocide run and ya wanna know why it's because unlike humans like you he know what it's like to loose everyone you love. Now sure you can say that he's they only one who can do that but your wrong but wadda bout gaster. Now let's get to another point, Asriel died over a hundred years ago yet Toriel and Asgore still remember him also they both still remember the war so monster don't simply forget about the loss of loved ones. Now I want to hear your side you said you needed money why is there a child, wife, or are you, a friend, or a loved one so in debt that this is your only way? Have you no couscous, good gracious man think. You say you have one but if you can rip someone away from their family than you'd be lying so I'm asking you to tell me that you have a good reason because if you do ask someone else for help. Cause all your doing in digging your grave deeper and deeper, get out while you can nothing good happens to this that go down this path.

Mr. H: ... I-

IniquityHalo: How can you see any of this as humane when your organization is literally doing the same thing to your friend Alice?

Mr. H: . . .

Roxkstargirl: Hey, Mr. H, What do you think Alice would say to you now? If she heard what you were saying.

Mr. H: .  .  . *voice drops to an eerily low, calm pitch* ... I don't want to hear that name from you all again... I hope we are all in agreement with that.

Mr. H: *opens the door* !!!

*A tall man is hovering above Sans, his hand balled into a fist and ready to strike down.

*He is completely bald with olive skin and a goatee. From his muscular stature, he looks like he's been to the gym since he could crawl.

Sans: *weakly sitting up* *he still has that classic grin spread wide across his face* *narrowing his eyes at the man above him* c'mon, buddy. i know you wanna do it. *he isn't aware of Mr. H's presence*

?????: *The man grunts under his breath* Ya little damn PRICK--! *goes to slam down his fist*

Mr. H: *flicks out a remote, quickly hitting a button*

Sans: !!! *suddenly, his chains quickly wind up, sending him flying away from the man, hitting his head against the wall the chain just coiled back into*

?????: *hits nothing but air* Huh?!

Mr. H: Brock! *puts the remote back into his pocket, walking up towards the man*

Brock: Aniam? *his face suddenly turns from confused to furious* MAN, DUDE. WHAT THE H*LL WAS THAT ABOUT?!

Mr. H: *walks up to the man, eye to eye with him* *his voice is steady* I was about to ask you the same thing. You are aware that this subject hasn't undergone any procedures yet, aren't you?

Brock: Yeah, but-

Mr. H: Therefore, you should be well aware that you are not permitted to use any physical means to get anything out of the subject.

Brock: But- He won't even eat his focking food. Dude, he's gohna starve bafore we can even get a drop outta 'im! *cracks his knuckles* I thought maybe lowering his stats would persuade him ta eat.

Mr. H: I see your thought process, but what you did is against policy.

Brock: Yeah yeah, and? What you gohna do 'bout it? Ya ain't my boss, mzz Alice is.

Mr. H: *flicks out his badge, showing his new status of leader of the extract unit* Did you not get the memo?

Brock: *gawks at it dumbly* I- Uh... Nu'uh. How are you the leader of a unit you don't know a focking think about?

Mr. H: It seems that Miss. Johnson trusts me to learn what I must to do, as opposed to hiring someone with... weaker intellectual skills.

Brock: Huh? What'chu saying?

Mr. H: Oh, nothing. *smiles slyly* But, anyways, I'll let this one slide. However, the next time I catch you, you know what I must do, don't you?

Brock: Yeah yeah.

Mr. H: Good. Now, if you will excuse me, how about you go and finish your rounds, while I do mine.

Brock: Yeah yeah, sure. *cracks his neck before heading out*

Mr. H: *stands still until he hears the door shut* ...

*The door shuts.

Mr. H: *quickly makes his way over to Sans, who is now just a small heap on the  ground* *knees down beside Sans* *he tries to turn him so he can see his face but Sans suddenly jerks away*

Sans: *twist his head up, despite being pinned down by his chains that now have no slack to allow movement* *sends Mr. H a nasty glare*

Mr. H: *ignores the look Sans is giving him, examining the horrible crack in the bones between Sans' eye-sockets* ... Hm... it appears Brock had fun.

Sans: *rolls his eye-lights, looking away from Mr. H*

Mr. H: ... *looks behind him* *sees the food from earlier on the ground* *reaches over, picking it up* *places it in front of Sans before standing up*  *lets Sans' chains go a little loose*

Sans: *struggles a little to sit up, using the wall to help himself up* *puffs out a breath, staring at the food*

Mr. H: *watches him for a moment* You never struck me as completely oblivious, so I'm assuming that you know that food can help you, and you're just not eating to spite us- to spite me in particular, yes?

Sans: ...

Mr. H: *chuckles* Ah, the silent treatment. Further proving my assumption.

Sans: *mumbles something under his breath*

Mr. H: *smirks* What was that?

Sans: ... *speaks up, even though he's still quiet* someone... wanted me to tell you that i heard alice in the other room...

Mr. H: ... I...What-

Sans: i don't know who she is, but apparently the scream i heard next door was her. *shrugs to himself*

Mr. H: ... That is... interesting...

Sans: ...

Mr. H: *clears his throat* I will return shortly, but I must do something right now. *quickly heads out of the room, locking the door behind him* *heads down the hall to Alice's office* *grabs the handle, only to find it locked* ...

Mr. H: *pulls out a paper clip* *uses it to lock pick the door* *opens it* .     .     .

*The smell wafting out of the room is unbearable.

*There is blood everywhere, a straight line of it dragging across the carpet and to the door before abruptly stopping.

*Bits of what he can only assume to be brain matter are blown across the back wall.

*There is a small glass on the ground, with two hazel eyes floating in it and a green and yellow necktie around it.

*In front of the glass in a note that simply says...

"We're watching you, Aniam..."

*On the note is a red kiss mark.

Mr. H: . . . *takes a step into the room, covering his nose to block out the smell* *slowly picks up the tie that he recognizes to be Alice's* . . . *slowly backs out of the room*

Mr. H: *looks around, seeing a restroom a few doors down* *quickly goes to it, closing the door harshly behind him*

*****

Cherry: *was watching on the camera's in her office* ... We're always watching.

POINTS!!!

Chara and Blooky: 18

Undyne: 17

(Written on a sticky note) Sans: 17

Frisk: 16

Papyrus: 14

Mettaton and Alphys: 10

Flowey: 8

Asgore: 7

Grillby: 4

Toriel : 3

Fuku: 2

Everyone Else: 1

-The words below are written blue ink-

Mr. H: -999999999999999999999999999969999999999999999

Turtle End Note: Heh heh... you get the title now? ;3 (BTW, sorry for the long chapter, but I wanted to get this boring but important stuff out of the way.)

Also, I have a question for you.

Who's the villain?

Is it Aniam, Cherry, the humans, the monsters, you?

Or is it not really anyone?

After all, in their own minds, they are all the hero of their own story.

And, you're the hero of your story.

Perspective is a complex thing.

Take it into consideration. ;)