Pika: So... I'm trying something a little different with this Oneshot.

Sans: ... I know you've been getting back into creepypasta lately but is this necessary?

Pika: Yes. So as Sans has said, I'm really, REALLY into creepypasta lately. I plan on a few stories to probably be popping up in the future, including one about an old creepypasta oc that I have named Weeping Iris, so this is a crossover/test run kind of thing to see how things go? I dunno I want to write but so far I have no ideas except stuff about creepypastas lately and also I want to update this so yeahhhhhh. Also, I wanted to try a crossover story so this is also something like that as I may make another crossover chapter later on.

Fell!Sans: *pops in* Oh has she been. Nonstop fangirling about Eyeless Jack and Ticci Toby. She even now always wears a Ticci Toby necklace twenty-four-seven-

Pika: SHUT UP FELL *tackles him*

Sans: Pika doesn't own anything. so yeah. Now I gotta go break that up.

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(Y/C/N) - Your Creepypasta Name.

(W/C) - your weapon of choice

These are random ones that will be needed in this story to know as it will pop up quite a bit.

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You watched the news kinda annoyed. All it talked about nowadays was the return of the monsters to the surface. Like you cared, you wanted to hear about the kills you and the other creepypastas have been doing like the good old days.

"Man. They talk about monsters all the time like there weren't already some, only the ones not trapped were the ones killing them." Jeff the killer, one of the occupants of the large mansion many creepypastas lived in, said as he sat beside you. He loved bragging about his latest kills, especially when they made national news, so he was especially grumpy over the fact he couldn't even get any news about himself anymore on tv.

What made it worse was that more than once since the monsters had been released, one or more of the creepypastas had almost been caught, as if someone was stopping them. It only happened when one of them tried to kill either a monster, curious about what would happen if they were to kill a monster or the child that had managed to set them all free. Whenever one of them would get close, it seemed like someone just KNEW it and suddenly the creepypasta would be surrounded. None of you knew what was going on with that. It was making everyone restless, and a bunch of restless killers was never a good thing.

"Well considering that not one of them has died yet is the strange part. THAT would make a headline." You answered back annoyed. You were curious to see what the dead body of one of them would be. They were made of magic after all and didn't even have blood to shed. Maybe they'll just poof into thin air. Maybe they spill magic essence instead of blood. You would love to see that, it would be so satisfying to just watch their life force leak away, just like a human.

Then again, you kinda hope that they didn't die like that, you could use a bit of variety in the deaths you caused.

BEN Drowned, another resident of the house, suddenly flew out from the tv screen in a rush, cursing up a storm. "That fucking shitty ass skeleton! I almost had them too but noooooo! Somehow that fucker knew I was fucking there and used some kind of blue magic and threw me across the street! I almost had that other skeleton too!" Ben ranted as he stood up, making both you and Jeff blink in surprise.

"Skeleton?" Jeff asked confused, you nodding in confusion as well. Ben looked at you two, several other occupants of the house coming in as well to see what the commotion was about.

"Yes, a damn skeleton! He was short with a blue jacket and when he fucking used his powers his eye fucking caught on blue fire! He surrounded me with a blue glow and threw me! I had no control over anything when he did! Then almost immediately after the fucking cops were coming! I had to jump into a fucking random house's tv to fucking get away before I was fucking caught!" Ben ranted more making everyone blink at the information.

Laughing Jack frowned before speaking. "A blue glow you say? That happened to me when I went to go kill a monster kid. Pulled me and my music box straight away from the house and onto the street. My box almost got ran over by a cop car soon after."

Several others started to pipe up about their adventures dealing with monsters, several mentioning blue glow, blue bones, blue fire, and several other things that all seem to relate to the blue jacketed skeleton.

All that raced through your mind when hearing all of this was one thing and one thing only.

You were going to kill a monster and not just any monster, oh no, you were going to kill the damned smiley blue trash bag.

_TIMESKIP_

After finding out where the blue jacketed skeleton lived, you quickly got ready. Adorning your clothes you wore whenever you went out on a kill, you grabbed your (w/c) and headed out away from the mansion and towards the city that monsters currently resided in. You were on your mission of sorts, to kill the one that keeps getting in the way of everyone's fun.

The cold night air tickled your skin as you walked through the woods surrounding the mansion. It was a beautiful night for death, wasn't it? The moon shining down upon you through the leaves on the trees as you walked towards one of the many portals in the forest. The portals were there to make it easier for the creepypasta to travel since they were the only ones who could see them. It wasn't easy for someone else to accidentally stumble into one, but if they did. Well...

You can say they don't last long afterward.

Stepping through the portal, you quickly stepped into the alleyway and down the street, heading towards your newest kill's destination.

A sense of euphoria went through you as you walked, a grin slowly spreading its way across your face as you walked. The thought of killing has always excited you since you joined this life. It was so satisfying to see the life fade from a victim, watching as their faces often turned into one of despair as they realized they were dying. That they were killed by your hands.

A laugh erupted to the surface and you couldn't help but let it out, glad you were alone on the streets, as no one wanted to be out at night. The insanity filled laughter broke the silence that had previously surrounded you.

You couldn't wait to make that skeleton feel the same terror you made the rest of your victims feel. The absolute despair as you killed him and all of his loved ones he seemed so DETERMINED on protecting, making sure he knew all of the frustration he had caused to you and your fellow pastas.

You were going to make the skeleton suffer to his VERY. LAST. BREATH.

_TIMESKIP_

Arriving at your victim's house, you searched it. It was a simple and plain two-story house. It had a small fenced in backyard along with a garage in the front. As you glanced inside, you quickly realized your victim was alone, hearing him faintly on the phone with another talking about how he would be fine for the night and not worry. Oh, he should worry, he should worry about how long he had left after you killed the smiling skeleton inside, Sans, as you had learned was his name.

You waited until he was off the phone and was soon on the couch, the tv lighting up the dark living room as the skeleton slept, seemingly without a care in the world.

You easily found a way inside, he never seemed to bother to lock anything up so the window silently opened up as you slipped inside the house. Quietly, you pulled out your (w/c) and crept over to the sleeping figure. Never did you make a sound, wanting to keep the element of surprise as you slowly tore the skeleton apart. Piece by piece-

Your thoughts were cut off when a heart seemingly appeared out of your chest and you were flung against the wall harshly, cutting off your airflow for a short second. As you tried to get your bearings, you were flung towards another wall, almost making you drop your weapon in shock. You struggled to get out of the hold of the strange magic, a fiery-eyed skeleton glared at you, the grin never leaving his face. He reminded you of Jeff at that moment, the never-ending smile something they had strikingly similar.

"Well I've been seeing you guys continuously trying to go after my friends lately, but I never would have guessed you guys would have the guts to come after a guy like me." Sans commented, his gaze never leaving you as you struggled to move. You glared at the skeleton, pissed and wondering how he had managed to catch you. You had never made a sound, it was an ability you had taken with you from your days before you became a creepypasta, before you had killed your parents after the disappearance of your sibling.

It had been a breaking point for you when they disappeared and your parents had just, not cared. They couldn't have cared less that the last light in your miserable life was gone. You snapped, having made sure their deaths were painful and deserving of what they had done to the two of you over the years. Soon after, Slenderman had come and recruited you to be apart of the creepypastas, something you had gladly accepted. It was a family you had grown to care for.

However, nothing would ever patch up the hole in your heart of your missing sibling.

"So, what's with so many trying to kill us monsters huh? I would say it was just some monster haters if it wasn't the fact that you guys aren't exactly human. You guys aren't monsters like me either. So, what are you?" Sans questioned you with narrowed eye sockets, his grin never leaving his face.

You scoffed at him pissed at being caught like this, and silently wishing you had taken someone with you to take this grinning skeleton out. With everyone having so much trouble with this skeleton around, you should have thought this through better. You hadn't though, you wanted to prove yourself. You were one of the newest after all and some of the creepypastas still didn't respect you. You had wanted to kill the one that had been causing everyone so much trouble.

But you were certainly having trouble even resisting his magic, the main part, then actually being able to kill him.

"Like hell I would tell you, you damn smiling trash bag!" You shouted at him pissed, having been able to slowly inch your arm down and grab a small knife you kept in your pocket, for emergencies, before quickly flicking your wrist and flinging it at him, making him dodge and drop you.

Wasting no time, you quickly jumped up and swung your (w/c) at the skeleton, him suddenly disappearing from in front of you, as a bunch of blue bones surrounded you and attempted to impale you. You dodged out of the barrage of bones before swinging towards the skeleton again, following his teleportation to throw the knife you had picked up at him, making him teleport again away from the sharp weapon.

Suddenly, the skeleton raised his hand in the air and a large skull appeared, making your eyes widen in surprise. The skeleton skull opened its mouth as a large beam shot towards you, making you roll out of harm's way and grab your knife, pocketing it as you continue to dodge the beams.

As you started to creep closer to the skeleton, however, who was somehow starting to sweat a little, the door burst open as the police quickly infiltrated the house. You cursed at your bad luck and looked at the skeleton and winked at him, making him confused.

"I'll be back later to finish this. The name's (Y/C/N) by the way. Chow!" You told him before rushing up the stairs, followed by some officers as you easily slid open a window and jumped out, landing effortlessly, as if the two-story drop didn't bother you at all, before sprinting away towards the mansion, leaving behind the police and a VERY confused skeleton, who then smirked a little more, watching you run off through the window.

You were certainly different. But he had no problem stopping a killer like you.

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Pika: So! I kinda left it on a cliffhanger! I feel like I should have had more of Sans in this but I was already at 2000 words and it's two in the morning here sooooooo.

Sans: *whistles a bit* I was doing pretty good.

Pika: You're welcome. Anyways if you guys want a continuation of this let me know! I'll try to update more on this but sometimes ideas don't really like to come and it makes it hard to update at times! I am trying to update more though! This was actually really fun to write and it makes me miss how much I use to write, also I feel like I've gotten better at writing as well since the last time I wrote which is so nice. Anyways! Chow for now my lovely Pika Pals! Stay Shocking! Pika!