wow this is really short but eH
at least it's not smut
the soul is not frisk/chara!
Everything is clear yet foggy at the same time. Maybe it was the blood loss but she felt like she could hear him breathing. Did skeletons need to breath? They had no esophagus. So they couldn't, anatomically. She felt something pop inside of her and more blood was pouring from her, coating the protruding bone. It wasn't one that she had inside her body. He impaled her with it. She felt another pointed attack puncture the soft flesh of her abdomen once again and she crumbled to her knees, weak arms bracing herself up. The human coughed fiercely, blood bubbling up in her throat and spilling from her formerly bubblegum-colored lips, splattering along the cold tile floor of the corridor. Her blood had formed a pool around her, in front of him.
"listen, kid. i don't like doin' this." He spoke, stepping towards her slowly. She wanted to fall back, crawl away, but the pain that shot through her was unbearable and shes remained still. "but ya gotta learn when 'ta quit."
She heard it. He summoned those demon skulls, and they were ready. they were going to blast her to shreds.
"Sans- Wait, please, p-please stop- he-hear me out, pl-please..." She whispered, drop after drop of blood slipping past her tongue and trickling down her chin.
His breathing faltered and his blasters dissolved into pure magic. "shoot."
"I-I know I-" She paused and more of the red substance filled her mouth; except this came from the depths of her stomach and she vomited it all over the floor. "I-I did ba-ad things. I-I killed all of your fr-friends... I killed all of mi-mine. But pl-please, Sa-Sans... Le-Let me-" She looked up at his face. He was looking at her like she was mad, like she was spitting lies.
He stepped back, quickly, before sending several bones her direction at top speed.
"Sa-Sans, please- n-no! d-don't kill me-me, ple-"
The terrible sound of several bones breaking stone and piercing flesh filled the now empty hallway. She was gone, hopefully for good. Sans sighed to himself, his eye socket now vacant of that burning blue light.
"if ya really wanted 'ta help, ya woulda left a long time ago."
i wanted to write some gory-ish stuff. i am terrible