So, this story is depressing for some reason and I'm also new to this genre. If there are some other things I should mention, please tell me.
Warnings: Depression, Suicide
Update 8th May 2016: Behold my bad drawing skills! I changed the cover and I actually drew it myself. Feel free to tell me how horrible it is!
He could do nothing but watch them from the distance, as the human made their way through the underground, again. Again and again and again. Speaking the same words, having the same conversations, watching the death of your loved ones, dwelling in anger or faked happiness. What else could Sans do? Killing the cause of this ordeal? They will reset and come back. Easy, right? For Chara, yes. For Sans, well, there was no escape. He was a prisoner in many ways. He was a prisoner of the humans, because they held him captive in the underground. He was a prisoner of Frisk and/or Chara, because he couldn't escape their resets. Hell, that would mean that he had been a prisoner of Flowey once, too. The most painful fact was that he could remember everything. Toriel's dust, Papyrus' shocked face, the suffering of every other monster. Even his own pathetic death. His futile actions. His meaningless words. Everything. The only things that helped him keeping his sanity were his diaries which were stored in his basement. However, there was one disadvantage. Even though there were good memories, he was also constantly reminded of events he would have prefered to forget. Talking to somebody wasn't an option either, because they will forget everything after a reset. The only ones who remember all the timelines were the human, the flower and the skeleton himself. Flowey was out of the question, because he follows Chara all the time and usually doesn't go near Sans.
To conclude, it was a matter of time…
This was one of the especially cruel runs. At the beginning Chara acted nicely, until their opponent was happy and/or spared them. Then, they gripped their weapon tight, made their way innocently to their target and performed a quick, precise slash. Every monster died instantly, not including Undyne. She could take many hits, of course only under special circumstances that would inevitably lead to her death. He followed the young child since the start of the run, watched how they bounced happily and put on that sickly sweet smile of theirs. Slash, slash, slash. Dust everywhere. That betrayed look on every monsters face before their death. By now Sans couldn't see that well anymore. There was just too much dust in the air. Do you know how it feels like to watch your own kind die again and again? Do you know how it feels like to see your loved ones being murdered again and again? Do you know how it feels like to be the only one at your loved ones' funeral again and again? Do you know how it feels like to experience your own death again and again? Well, it's…! Heh, it doesn't matter. Sans already forgot how it felt like at the beginning. What matters now was how Toriel was in front of the small devil, how she gave in to her emotions, how she spared it, how it inched closer to her, how metal met clothed flesh, Toriel's insane smile, crumbling and finally, something shattering. He silently picked up the remains of his friend, saw the human smiling at him in the corner of his eye-sockets and scattered the dust everywhere in her house and at the golden flowers back in the cavern, like always. He used his „shortcuts" to get back to his house and forgot that Papyrus normally was home by now. He startled his younger brother who startled him back in return.
*SANS…?
The shorter skeleton turned to look at his brother, surprised to see the younger one.
*papyrus? shouldn't you be patrolling by now?
It was a simple question, easy to answer, so why did Papyrus make such a worried face? Sans narrowed his eye-sockets, fearing that he did something wrong.
*SANS, IT'S 11 PM. I ALREADY FINISHED WORK.
Sans' eye-sockets widened. He was so deep in thought that he lost track of time.
*SANS… IS EVERYTHING OKAY?
Papyrus' voice was so quiet, full of worry and concern. Sans needed to end this conversation, now.
*don't worry pap. i'm sure that some sleep will make me feel better, because i feel bone-tired.
The scream that followed was impossible to ignore. Sans laughed at his brother's reaction and retreated into his room. He knew that all of his actions just now were halfhearted, including his laugher and he was sure that Papyrus noticed. Sleep was everything he wanted at the moment, so he locked himself up and slept until his brother's fight. He teleported there and, again, watched from behind the trees.
*EVERYONE CAN BE A GREAT PERSON IF THEY TRY!
Slash. Papyrus, again, lost his body. Or head? It doesn't matter, because everything will crumble into dust anyway. The human smiled at Sans, before following the path before them again. The short skeleton teleported to the remains of his brother. Every other monsters death was nearly unimportant to Sans at this point, but seeing the dust of his only relative still stung a little. Picking the particles and clothes up, he quickly made his way to his brother's room and scattered the dust. What could he do now? Everybody was going to die, Grillby's was empty and he wasn't in the mood to hear the shouts from dying monsters, so he just went to Judgement Hall. It will take a little while longer for the Chara to get here, so he decided to pay the king a visit. Seemed like Flowey gave up talking to his sibling, because he was pleading for Asgore to take the human souls. It wasn't the first time Sans witnessed this and he was just so tired right now.
*why are you still doing this, flowey? you know that asgore will hesitate and get killed. why even try?
King and flower turned around to find the skeleton standing at the entrance to the throne room. While Flowey is surprised to see Sans, Asgore stared at the newcomer with surprise.
*W-why are you here Sans? You're not supposed to meet Asgrore!
*like that matters anymore. your „beloved" sibling is going to kill and reset everything again anyway and i'm just so mentaly exhausted right now. i've lived through so many resets that my mind is probably older than asgore's by now. i'm going to give that little demon their fight, get myself killed again and then rest after they reseted.
Sans left after that, leaving Flowey and a confused Asgore behind. When he arrived at the battle area, he could already see the child on the other end of the hall. They approached and stopped in front of the short monster. At this moment Sans decided that it was enough. He was going to remove himself from the devil's game. The total number of conversations Sans and Chara had until that point was two. The first one was in the first run after the child exited the Ruins. The second one was when Sans confronted the demon before their first fight. Sans decided that they were going to have their third and probably last talk now.
*why…? why are you doing this?
*Hehehe, HAHAHAHAHA! There is no real reason behind my actions. It's amusing to see your faces when you die and there aren't any consequences anyway. Why shouldn't I abuse this power?
*… weren't they your family once? didn't you care about them? what about asgore, toriel and asriel? don't you feel even at least a little bit sad when you kill them? don't you feel anything?
*Not really.
To conclude, it was a matter of time…
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… until Sans snapped.
Sans initiated the fight abruptly and filled the little box with bones, leaving no place to dodge. Chara was caughed off guard and died instantly. They came back with anger clearly written over their normally creepy smiling face, hatred burning in their red eyes. The child yelled at the monster, saying something about the battle being too sudden and Sans being unfair. Heh, like Chara played fair. Even if the little demon was prepared this time, they couldn't dodge, because Sans filled the box with bones, eleminating every change of possibly dodging his attacks. There wasn't a single corner the red pulsing soul could flee to and thus it broke apart, again. This game continued until Sans got bored and switched to his Gaster Blasters. During the fight Chara's hate grew until one could see dark corners around their eyes. That was when Sans finally stopped this loop. This time he simply threw a single bone, purposely missing the red glowing heart and waited. His opponent looked at him, confusion replacing the anger seconds ago.
*kill me already. i'm tired of this.
Being the child they are, they refused to give in to Sans' request and did nothing. That wasn't a good decision, because doing nothing was Sans' speciality. In the end they got so annoyed that they lashed out at the short monster who surprisingly didn't dodge. After Sans had been hit and started dissolving, he looked at Chara triumphantly and said:
*farewell.
To conclude, it was a matter of time…
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… until Sans fell into total apathy.
After that, Sans locked himself up in his room and never went outside again. He didn't eat, he didn't go to his sentry job, he didn't go to Grillby's, he didn't fight Chara, he did nothing. He just slept from time to time. He didn't even answer Papyrus when his younger brother was calling for him, yelling for him, shouting for him, knocking at his door, turning his doorknob, pulling at his door, kicking and slamming against his door like the taller ones life depended on it. Papyrus gave up after some time and just left. He seemed to be so distracted that even Undyne felt the need to solve the problem. They went to the skeletons' house and Undyne knocked firmly against Sans' door. When the head of the royal guard couldn't hear any movements, she decided to violently kick the door down, revealing Sans on his bed with both eye-sockets closed, doing nothing.
*Do you know how worried Papyrus was?! Why didn't you answer him?! What were you even doing?!
She yelled at the shorter skeleton, expecting an answer, a reaction, something, but got nothing. Papyrus' concern only grew and he stepped inside his brother's room, looking at the other skeleton with a sad, scared expression.
*IS EVERYTHING ALRIGHT SANS? IS SOMETHING WRONG?
Still no reaction. Sans was just laying on his bed, doing nothing. One could think that he was dead. Dead. Undyne shuddered and walked over to Sans, her anger replaced with nervousness. She picked him up, shaking the small monster lightly. The shaking grew stronger when the skeleton still didn't show any reaction.
*Sans, stop that, now. You're freaking the hell out of me.
Normally, Undyne wouldn't use such a serious tone, but something was wrong, very wrong. Sans couldn't be dead, he didn't dissolve into dust yet. Thus, she kept shaking him until he really died or reacted somehow. Fortunately, the later happened. Or unfortunately? Sans opened his eye-sockets and stared at Undyne with such a cold expression that the woman froze. The right eye was the definition of darkness, while the other one showed a blue and yellow flashing pupil. He spoke with such a cold and empty voice, that both Undyne and Papyrus felt a shiver running down their spines.
*you're so annoying.
He lifted his left hand, summoning a small bone in front of him. Both royal guard and royal guard in training are startled. Undyne released her hold on Sans and the warriors took more than one step back from the smallest monster in the room. They expected Sans to attack them, but his actual actions were more horrifying. Sans yanked his left hand in his direction, commanding the bone to fly in his direction. The taller ones only comprehended the situation when it was too late. The small, weak bone tore through the blue fabrik that once was Sans' favourite hoodie, scratched against the big-boned skeletons ribs and pierced the fragile soul inside the ribcage.
*finally, some peace.
These were his last words, before Sans fell down and dissolved into dust. The two remaining monsters couldn't believe what they just witnessed. Someone just commited suicide. That someone was Sans, Papyrus' brother. Sans just commited suicide in front of his own brother. The tears were the first to react, rolling down Papyrus' cheekbones and falling onto the ground, before his legs gave out, following the lead of the tears. Papyrus buried his face into his hands, sobbing quietly, before looking up to the ceiling, shouting.
*SAAANS!
This can be read as an One-Shot, but I actually plan on mentioning my Undertale AU „Undertear" in the next and last chapter. You won't find anything about in on the Internet, because this is the first time i even mentioned it somewhere. It isn't depressing, in fact it's the opposite. I wanted to finish „True Happiness – possible or impossible?" first before mentioning „Undertear" anywhere, because it is supposed show how the AU even came to be. Don't worry though, you can still read it as one finished story after completion.
