A/N: Welcome, and I hope you all enjoy this little story. First and foremost, this is my first fanfiction in a long time, so if any mistakes come up, don't be scared to correct me~ Second, if any one know any puns, could you send them in, I'm horrible at puns and I want an armory of puns for Sans in later chapters. Last but not least, this fanfiction will not be anything like the game at first, and this fanfiction in no way, shape, or form resembles what I think happened in game to create circumstances. I just wanted to mess with timelines a bit. ;)

You wake up to find yourself in a pitch black Void. Only the colors of your body and your own breathing fill this Void of utter nothingness. It fills you with despair that's numbing, almost suffocating, and you're highly tempted to succumb to it.

"Calm yourself, kid." A collected, feminine, childish voice sounded across the Void. It cuts through the despair and allows you a moment to think away from the Void's suffocating nothingness. Then, as if a blindfold was removed from your eyes, a small child...floated in front of you. She has short cut brown hair, a green shirt with a yellow strip around the torso, and her eyes are almost...red. Her gaze makes you cringe, it's almost as suffocating as the void that surrounds you, and it's icy tinge freezes your very soul.

"Who are you and how did you get here?"

You quickly explain that you aren't sure how you got here, although you did die, and that your named Frisk. The strange girl's gaze doesn't change, and an uncomfortable silence ensues. You avert your gaze, but to what? Only the Void surrounds you.

"You've finally come. It took, you long enough, sister." Her tone didn't change, and your eyes quickly dart up to her in surprise. Sister? "I am here to offer my help in the journey you're about to make."

Confused, you ask her a multitude of questions. What journey? And what does she mean by sister? You wait for a reply, but none is forthcoming. Again, you ask, but with more force. The slightest of smirks form on the strange girl's face, and it's enough to give you a shiver at the nonexistent chill it gives you.

"You fell down Mt. Ebott, remember?" As if by magic, the memory of falling floats to the frontmost of your thoughts. If that was the case, you ask where you are.

"We are in the recesses of your unconscious mind. Before you ask, I am here because your soul called out for help before you fell unconscious, and it opened a mental door for me."

You ask how this is even possible in the first place.

"Because, within the world you've fallen into, those fairytales of magic aren't just mere fairytales. I've come to help you survive. Would you like my assistance? I will not ask twice." You give this a moment of thought, but before you can answer, another voice cuts through the void, and would have made you jump if you could.

"kid, don't do it, she's tryna trick you. although it doesn't seem like you remember." It was very calm, almost relaxed voice. A flash of color to your right reveal something else has become visible in the Void. You glance to your metaphorical right and find a strange sight.

It was a skeleton with a gigantic grin, wearing a blue hoody and baggy shorts and slippers. You might have found his presence comforting compared to the girl's, but situations change. Shying away, you can feel the tangible hatred eminating between the skeleton and the girl. She glared daggers at him and his eyes were just as void as the Void around them.

"do you remember anything, kid?"

"Why, happy meal, how nice of you to visit us." The sarcastic response cut through the skeleton's question towards you.

"shut it, dirty murderer. listen Frisk, the brat is trying to trick you."

You recoil from both at those words. With everything going on at once, it's hard to figure out what's going on, and how to deal with it. Especially when you were clueless as to what these two were talking about.

"How can you be so sure he's not trying to trick you? The members of the world you have fallen into are unnatural monsters." The girl spoke, looking shocked at such an accusation as 'murderer'. You watched as the skeleton's right eye burst into a cyan pupil. "Now, now, happy meal, don't want to risk damaging the timelines any further, now do we? After all, you're only here on my graces."

In your frustration, you firmly demand to know what's going on, your determination to know keeping your fear at bay. Both entities turn their gazes towards you, and you cringe, those gazes held the creatures of nightmares.

"that's right, you can't remember anything." The skeleton seemed to try and sigh quietly, although with it being one of the only sounds in the Void, it was audible to all.

"And it would be better if she didn't remember. You've killed her often enough."

"who else is just as responsible?" As the two started getting into an extremely heated argument, the Void seemed to start moving. You look around wildly, and then back at the girl and skeleton. Suddenly, it comes to you, they are the cause for the Void's weird movements. They seemed to warp the Void with their mere presence.

Then a strange dog looking skeleton head appeared in front of the girl, a cyan power building from within. The girl's eyes widened and then she was gone, blown away by the blast. You flinch and whimper as the skeleton and his blazing eye turn in your direction. Slowly, as if realizing a crucial detail, the strange blaster disappears and his cyan eye fades, replaced with two little white dots. The grin he wore became softer and not as forced, and his exhaustion became evident.

"sorry for scaring you, kid."

You re-examine the skeleton momentarily. Eventually, your wits come back, and your determination steels your nerves to ask what just happened.

"ah, I guess you of all people would deserve an explanation. at least before the reset. who knows, you might remember something this time and stop the endless repeats." He chuckled listlessly, his tone devoid of any hope. "its a skele-ton of information."

For a moment, you blink at him in surprise before you start giggling. You hadn't expected any sort of humour. It relaxed you to a degree, maybe this guy wasn't so bad. You ask him, warily, what his name is.

"sans, nice to make your acquaintance again, kid." You question if they have met before. "i assure you kid, I'll put some backbone into telling you the whole story. i'm not as much of a bonehead as it seems."

As you giggle, another presence reappears, and Sans looses the relaxed atmosphere about him. You glance to your left again, and the girl from earlier is back.

"Oh, happy meal, trying to leave me out of storytelling time~?" She asked before drifting over to your side. This action feels familiar to you, yet it terrifies you to your very core. A bone appears and knocks the girl away. It doesn't seem to harm her much.

"Is that the best you can do, happy meal~? I know you're stronger than that. I, of all people, should know that."

"jesh, and I thought you couldn't get any creepier." Sans coldly chuckled, the Void like appearance creeping back into his eyes. The nonexistent air seemed tense, and the girl sighed. Her attitude shifted, the aggressive stance disappeared, and she averted her eyes from Sans. No doubt that it confused Sans.

"...Listen, Sans, I know that with everything that has happened, neither of us will be the same. I'd like to make a simple request, though."

"and what makes me want to listen to a murderer like yourself?" This instigated the girl, her eyes flashed with murderous determination, and suddenly she was standing in front of Sans. Her shoulders shook with barely surpressed irritation. Sans jumped, eyes widening and attempting to float away from her, but she grabbed his shirt. She didn't show signs of letting him go.

"Listen to me, happy meal, the only reason you're even remotely able to project yourself into my field of control is because I want to explain to my sister everything in hopes of her making the right choice without me. I know I can't tell the whole story myself, but yet it can't be completed without me. Catch that, old pal?" Her voice was no longer her own, the girl possessed a voice that seemed to fill and command the space around you. It's full of barely surpressed anger and rage, but tinged with something else. Concern.

Sans and the girl stayed like that for a long moment. It seemed as if the two were waging a mental war, one power against the other. The Void around them warped and twisted as if to agree to your sentiment. Then it breaks as the girl slowly relaxes, smirks, and a bubbling chuckle turns into full blown demonic laughter.

"Alright, alright, I'll give." She chuckled with a wicked grin. "Only because you humour little old Chara, here, Sans." She disappeared, reappearing feet away as her red eyes glinted dangerously. Sans warily watched her with wide eyes before his expression rested into an even one, shivering slightly. You watch on in morbid fascination until both of them turn to you again. It sends a shiver down your spine.

"Alright, Frisk, Sansy and I have come to a temporary mutual agreement. First, I introduce myself as Chara." The girl's grin doesn't waver, although does it hold a tinge of warmth? "Second, I know you must be extremely confused. Just relax and listen. Him and I are going to tell you a story, despite his...reluctance to be near me. Hehe~"

You're unsure how to respond until, reluctantly, you ask for her to continue.

"Well, first, I'll start by saying that there is more than one timeline, and that you and I, or at least I used to and you still can, can manipulate them to a degree."