Welcome back everyone to part two of this trilogy of mine. I'm not telling you what Route this is, but Frisk DOES appear. She is in control of the timelines now, not Flowey (yes, Frisk is a GIRL in this one, so is Chara). Anyway, here is the first chapter of Sans Mercy.
*NOTE* CAPS does not mean that the character is shouting. Paps speaks in all caps, Gaster does too.
"Bold Italic" would be the wingding font that Gaster speaks in. All skeletons can speak it though Gaster is the only one who can't speak any other language, so he uses magically conjured hands to speak with other monsters.
I do not own Undertale, all I own are Kristen (the brothers' mother), Lucida and Boli (the brothers' aunt and uncle) Triton and Sedna (Undyne's parents), Drake and Serran (Alphys parents) and Betus and Gammet (Alphys' siblings).
Chapter 1
Sans' eye burned as he turned Flowey's 'soul' blue and slammed him around a few times.
"or did you stab him in the back?" Sans growled, "at one time, asriel, i woulda pitied ya. dad experimented on you…like he did me…and paps…but now?"
His eye flared with an amber light, almost orange as he tapped into his brother's soul as well as his own.
"now…you're gonna get dunked on," Sans snarled, his left hand ablaze as a wall of blasters came into being, a ring of azure bones erupted through the tiled floor, making sure that Flowey would not be able to dodge out of the way.
The blaster's warmed up, their left 'eyes' blazing with teal and amber fire…
Right as something pale flashed through the air and struck Sans in the chest.
The Judge gasped as he was knocked flat off his feet, red liquid spattering through his chest as a white, star-shaped bullet stuck out of it. The ring of bones shattered, the blasters crumbled as Sans' magic grew unstable. He grunted as he held a hand to his ribcage, feeling the large crack that had come into being not only on his sternum…but in his soul.
"Well, that was fun," Flowey cackled as he returned to his normal flower-looking form, "Good bye, Sans…we'll have to do this again sometime!"
A ring of white pellets appeared around Sans and he bowed his head.
"pap…i…i'm sorry…"
The bullets flashed down…
And Sans shot up with a shriek, tangled in his sheets before falling off his bed, cracking his skull against his dresser and causing his mother's ketchup bottle to land in his lap…but not before bonking him in the skull. He patted his ribcage, pulling up his shirt…
Only to see it in one piece as his white soul shone brightly from between his ribs.
"paps, can you hear me?" he asked softly…only to get no answer, "paps?!"
"SANS!" a familiar called, making Sans jolt upwards, his good eye flashing brightly , "WE'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SENTRY DUTY!"
Sans stared in shock at the door…right as Papyrus stuck his skull into the door.
"GET UP LAZYBONES!" Papyrus called, coming fully into the room and revealing his tall, slender frame and his white, red and blue armor, "WE ARE SUPPOSED TO REPORT TO THE FOREST JUST IN CASE A HUMAN COMES BY! I NEED TO GET MY PUZZLES REA-OOF!"
Sans tackled his brother, sobbing heavily as he buried his skull into his brother's battle body.
"…SANS? ARE YOU OK?" Papyrus asked, stroking his brother's skull as Sans continued to sob, "THERE, THERE, THE GREAT PAPYRUS IS HERE! THERE IS NO NEED TO CRY…"
"you're alive…" Sans whispered, "thank god you're alive…"
"…YES? WHY WOULDN'T I BE?"
"that weed…it killed you…i saw your dust…i fought it…it killed me…i…i…i…"
"SHHHH," Papyrus soothed, "IT IS ALL RIGHT, BROTHER, IT WAS JUST A DREAM…A RATHER HORRIBLE ONE BUT A DREAM NONETHELESS,"
Sans gave a sigh of relief as he looked up. Never had he been so glad to have a nightmare like that. EVER!
Papyrus stood back from the snow sculpture, his eyes flashing a brilliant gold color before fading back to black, he gave a satisfied grin and turned around to face his brother, who was currently lumping snow together and writing his name in red marker on the snow.
"BROTHER! LOOK AT THIS!" Papyrus beamed, turning towards his snow creation, a nearly perfect version of himself.
"heh, ice bro," Sans smiled, getting an annoyed growl from his brother.
Despite his age, Papyrus still retained the innocence of a child. Something that Sans didn't regret one bit. Considering both their horrific trials, they needed a little bit of happiness in their lives.
"DO YOU THINK THAT A HUMAN WILL COME BY?" Papyrus asked, "AND THAT MAYBE UNDYNE WILL LET ME INTO THE ROYAL GUARD?"
"dunno bro, but i'm pretty sure undyne'll be pretty happy with ya,"
"AND THEY'LL LIKE MY PUZZLES?"
"who wouldn't?"
Papyrus seemed to enjoy this answer, turning back to his sculpture before gasping.
"BROTHER! I FORGOT! WE NEED TO GET TO OUR SENTRY STATIONS!"
"heh, really?" Sans asked as the two started speedily walking farther into the forest, "welp, guess i'll head towards mine,"
"SANS, I BETTER NOT CATCH YOU NAPPING AGAIN," Papyrus warned, "YOU ALWAYS SLACK OFF…"
"ah, don't worry bro, it'll be snow problem to stay awake,"
"SAAAAANNNNNNSSSSS!" Papyrus growled as Sans smirked and disappeared in a flash of teal light.
Sans came back into reality in front of a large, violet stone door. He gave a soft smile as he flopped down in front of it and knocked on it.
He waited a couple seconds, but he got no response.
"that's odd…" he mumbled, "uh, old lady? you there?"
He knocked again.
"old lady?"
Still nothing.
"just like my nightmare…is she…?" he pushed on the door, shocked that it actually opened.
He walked inside a little ways, he hadn't been in the Ruins since he was a baby bones…just after his mother died…he, Papyrus and Gaster had moved out of the Ruins as soon as they could, eventually settling in New Home before…well…ancient history and all.
"wonder if it's still here…" Sans wondered, kneeling down in a corner and digging at a brick…only to smile as he found a dirty, very old piece of paper with a drawing of three people, a tall figure in black, a shorter figure in blue and an even shorter figure in orange with a red scarf, on it, "god, my drawing's improved…i forgot how bad i was,"
He gently folded up the picture and put it in his pocket before exploring even further in the Ruins. It got darker and darker as he went on, so with a little bit of concentration, his good eye sparked and bathed the area with pale teal light…and then he came to another door. He gently pushed that one open too, his light illuminating what looked to be scorch marks on the wall…as well as a soft, warm pile of silver Dust and a seriously slashed up violet dress laying in it. Sans backed up rapidly, nearly tripping over his slippers before he teleported back outside the Ruins' entrance, a hand to his sternum as panic rose in his soul.
"no…not again…oh god not again…i can't…i can't lose paps…please god…" he stammered before freezing as a flash of violet and blue caught his eye.
He looked up…just to see a human walking through the snow, a pale red ribbon trailing from its dark brown hair and what looked to be a toy knife in its hand. Sans started towards them, hood up as he stalked forwards, stepping on a stick and wincing as it cracked under his weight. Sans teleported behind a tree as the human spun around, scared it seemed. When they turned back around and kept walking, he came back onto the path, following them but not too closely. They seemed to sense him and started speeding up…until they got the his brother's 'barrier' across the bridge. Sans gave a smile as they stopped and he came up behind them, palming a whoopee cushion in his hand.
"Human," he started, letting his voice get a low, dangerous growl just to mess with them, "Don't you know how to greet a new pal? Turn around and shake. My. Hand,"
The human turned around, and Sans realized it was a little girl. He stuck out his hand and she carefully took it…making the whoopee cushion make it's signature, wonderful sound.
"heheheheh," Sans chuckled, "the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick. it's always funny,"
The human just stared at him, no expression whatsoever…not even a sparkle in their eyes.
"that's, uh," he prodded, "your cue to laugh…"
Still nothing. Sheesh, tough crowd.
"or, uh, to emote at all…?"
Still nothin'.
"gee, lady, you really know how to pick 'em, huh," Sans muttered to himself before trying again, "ok, that's fine. everyone's got their own sense of humor,"
He gave a bigger grin as the human shifted on her feet again.
"i'm sans, sans the skeleton," he introduced himself, "i'm actually supposed to be on watch for humans right now. but…y'know…i don't really care about capturing anybody,"
He thought he saw the child's shoulders relax a bit and, true to his promise to the old lady, he'd protect this human. So, he'd better tell her about his brother.
"now, my brother papyrus…he's a human hunting fanatic," Sans explained, only to catch a flash of red, white and blue, "hey, actually, i think that's him over there. i have an idea. go through this gate thingy…yeah, go right through. my bro made the bars too wide to stop anyone,"
The human girl started forwards, Sans right behind her, walking over the bridge and to his sentry station…right in front of that funny shaped lamp that Alphys had got him for his birthday, just for kicks and giggles.
"quick, behind that conveniently shaped lamp!" Sans chuckled…only for his smile to falter slightly as the human didn't move, "…uh, ok, I guess you don't have to."
"oh boy here we go," Sans thought to himself right as Papyrus strode up.
"SANS! HAVE YOU FOUND A HUMAN YET?!" Papyrus asked.
"paps, you aren't blind, are ya?" Sans wondered before speaking aloud, "yeah,"
"REALLY!? WOWIE!" Papyrus gasped, "GUESS THAT'S SETTLED!"
And he just…walked away.
"what the…" Sans blinked before turning to face the human child, who hadn't even moved an inch.
"that worked out, huh?" he muttered as the human just looked at him, "are you just gonna stare at me or…?"
The child's eyes flickered once before she started away. Unease went up Sans' spine. Whatever this was…it wasn't human. Not fully anyway…
"well, I'll be straight forward with you," Sans called, making her stop, "my brother'd really like to see a human…so y'know…it'd really help me out if you kept pretending to be one,"
And he teleported to where his brother was in the next clearing.
Ladies and Gentlemen...welcome to the Genocide Route. Believe me when I say this...by the end of this little story...things will get awesome. I apologize for the shortness, but it's gettin' late where I'm at and I'm kinda tired. But, don't worry, they'll get longer and longer as I figure out how to break them up. Until next time though!
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please let me know!
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.