/6\

Hey.

I know it's been a while.

But I'm coming back.

I'm coming back for you!

Isn't this what you wanted?

It doesn't matter.

Soon you'll be free.

You'll all be free.

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"I'm sorry," you murmured, taking a step closer to the quivering life form that lay trembling in front of you. They couldn't have been more than fourteen years old, a human with aspirations for a future that you would soon steal from them, a human who had barely grasped the vast concept of life.

"P-Please..." the girl in front of you whimpered, pressing herself against a tree. "I fell down here. We can escape this place together!" There was a gleam of false hope in her eyes, as if she was trying to convince herself rather than you that she had more than only a few seconds to live.

"You don't understand..." There was anger rising in your voice now. You hated how she flinched from your tone. Like you were the monster here! You couldn't help but laugh at this, she being scared of you in a world of monsters. The girl only shielded her eyes from you, a muffled whimper escaping her lips as you produced a silver knife. "I have to do this. I can't leave him, he needs me! And I'm going to die..."

You gestured to the multiple flowers that covered your head. "My soul is tainted, but not you!" You made no attempt to hide the bloodlust in your voice. "If I kill you, I can fuse your soul with mine, and the curse will be gone!"

"I-I..." the girl's feeble protests were cut short as you shoved the knife into her throat. There was a gurgling sound that emitted from her dying form before a yellow colored soul floated into view, trembling slightly as it prepared to shatter into numerous pieces.

(Note: [S/D] stands for what design you have your soul as.)

With an upright gesture of your hand, you brought your [S/D] soul into view. Quickly, you pressed your soul against the yellow one, watching in fascination as the two of them combined into one.

As if by a miracle, you felt the flowers fall one by one from your face.

"[Y/N]?"

You froze at the sound of his voice from behind you. "Sans..." you began softly, as if you were afraid that if you spoke any louder, it would be enough to have him rip your throat out. Slowly, you turned to face him. "I'm fixed! We can - "

Your voice trailed off at the sight before you. Papyrus was looming over his brother, a bright red leash fastened around Sans' neck. A silver contraption was wired throughout his bones, allowing his joints to bend at awkward angles. "WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?!" you shouted at Papyrus, anger welling inside you.

The tall skeleton said nothing and kicked his brother sharply in the ribs. Sans fell with a muffled cry to the ground, trembling in pain as several of his ribs cracked. "If you're going to act like a dog, then you should be one," Papyrus hissed, his voice suddenly and eerily quiet. He produced a silver remote and typed a series of numbers.

Immediately, the wires on Sans' limbs flared to life. He began to shake violently and sat up, oblivious to the pain he had been feeling only seconds ago. His eye sockets were dark, devoid of their friendly light. "S-Sans?" you whispered, backing up slowly.

"Doggy, fetch!" Papyrus spat, pointing in your direction.

And yes, you would admit, that Sans seemed to take on the likeliness of a dog, being a calm and obedient soldier.

That was, until he starting morphing.

His snout elongated into an ominous triangular shape. Red wisps flared around his pupils that seemed burn with a mind of their own. A tail - at least three feet long - emerged from his back, whipping angrily at the sight of you.

There was little time to react, however, because he was already knocking you the ground, jaws clamped around your throat...

Hey [Y/N]! Did you miss me?!

You woke with a high-pitched scream escaping your lips. You began to claw desperately around your throat, as if Sans' jaws were still clamped around them, still squeezing the life out of you.

Sans, who had been resting his head against you, woke with a start. You noticed that his white pinpricks that acted as his eyes vanished into a single glowing red one as if to warn off an approaching attacker. Is everyone so on edge in the Underground that they wake in fear?

"[Y/N]?" He flashed you a concerned glance and placed a bony hand on your cheek.

"I fell down here. We can escape this place together!"

With another shriek, you pried yourself away from his touch and brought your knees to your chest. "I-I killed her!" you let out a choke sob and buried your head in your knees. There was a faint shuffling sound as Sans brought himself closer to you. "In my..." Was
nightmare even the right word to describe what had happened?

Of course, you had had plenty of nightmares before. You had replayed the scene of you walking into the village to discover the heads of your family members mounted on stakes countless times. Sometimes they had been singing, smiling at you. Come and join in the fun [Y/N]!

But this, whatever this was, it had been so much more than a nightmare. It had been vivid, more so than any other nightmare or dream you had ever been through. And didn't dreams have the illusion of being dreams? After all, that apparent illusion was what allowed others to distinguish between the land of dreams and the land of reality, right?

But this...

This had been a window into the future.

Events yet to come.

"[Y/N], you're not making any sense!" You felt Sans wrap his hand around you, pulling you closer to him. Gently, he grabbed your head and leaned it against his. There was the light rasping noise of his breathing and immediately, you felt yourself relax. "Breathe, okay?"

"Breathe, okay?"

Sans was leaning over your lifeless form, watching as you raised a shaking hand to brush a lone tear from his face. "A-Always be kind..." you murmured, trying your best to contain the sobs that threatened to escape you.

"Sweetheart, you're not making any sense..."

"Be good..." you whispered and then mumbled another phrase, your last words that would forever go unheard.

"Can you say that last part again?" Sans asked softly, leaning towards you. With a shaking hand, you wrapped him in a feeble hug as you felt your grip on this world loosen. Slowly, your body began to sink in with the ground, creating an imprint of buttercup flowers where you had been lying only seconds ago. "I-I didn't quite catch that."

Sans bent down to press his forehead against yours, but felt air.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Now you were crying, crying harder than you had done ever in your life. Even after your family had been slaughtered, you'd never imagine that you could cry as hard as you did in Sans' lap. "I-I..."

I don't want to die? you thought crudely, a sneer playing your face. Isn't that how I got here in the first place?

"I'm not going to leave you," he whispered into your ear, pulling you against him. You leaned your head against his, silent tears rolling down your face.

And for once, just this once, you were at peace.

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