How many times? How many times has it been? Seven? Eight? Damn, why? Why are you doing this? Please kid, tell me…
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU THINKING FRISK!?"
Sans was merciless as het ended the life of the human child, his skeletal abilities completely tearing her body apart, as he had done so many times, he waited for her to do it, to return them again, to 'reset' everything once more.
The comedic skeleton looked at her, such a frail, innocent little girl, he could barely remember how she was before, before this, all he could see now, was the blood on her hands, the girl murdered everyone and there was nothing he could do to stop her, he reached for the scarf around his neck, the soft material, his brothers, it only filled him with anger, blinding him from the true horror that was rising.
Frisk, or whatever it was that carried her name now, used her power, reset, but her timing couldn't have been worse.
Sans felt nothing for her, not anymore, he was consumed by the hate, the timeline had barely continued and he launched another barrage of attacks, catching her off guard, again and again, he lost count, it was, natural almost.
Only a single tear was able to crack past the hellish onslaught, Sans froze when he saw it slipping down from her cheek, the girl she, collapsed after the timeline reset, crying.
"What? What's this? You looking for pity? Well sorry kid, I'm bone dry."
Another barrage of attacks headed to her, stopping right against her head.
Frisk, called out for Toriel.
He couldn't do it, Sans held his attack in position, he wanted to end it, but something was stopping him.
Frisk, whispered something, through her tears, before forcing herself up, into the attack as hard as she could.
When she died, she smiled, a painful smile but a smile nonetheless.
Sans couldn't understand, why? Why did she do that, what did she say…
The little girl's actions, made no sense, less so when the reset, never came.
"So, you finally gave in huh?"
Her soul rose from her body, the small heart containing her very being, sans grabbed it, held it, tightly.
"You think I'm just going to let you go? Uh uh…"
He started to squeeze the soul, he was going to crush it, to have your life ended was one thing, but when your soul was destroyed, it was a nightmare, far far worse.
He was about to crush the soul, and do so gladly when a darkness wrapped around it, pulling it free from his grasp, pulling it back into her body.
It startled Sans, this was the first time it had happened that he could remember, that he encountered such an, unnatural force.
The soul itself seemed to struggle, like it wanted to break free, but, whatever it was that pulled it back, it didn't let it go.
Frisk suddenly gasped for air, but it made little sense, her lungs were punctured, her heart was torn open, she grinned, something sinister.
Her hand moved, reaching for her mysterious reset ability, it was different, Sans had never seen it, until now, barely there, the word, RESET appeared.
"Still got some fight in you huh? Well, forget about it."
He summoned a Gaster blaster over Frisk, and fired, destroying her, and the reset, at the exact moment that she used her power
Something happened, they reset, but Frisk screamed in pain immediately as she started to shine whitish blue.
The same darkness that gripped her soul in the last reset, it appeared, swirling around her but it was forced back, Sans could hear the nightmarish howl of a thousand cries echo out as the darkness spread away from her.
She collapsed, her soul rising from her dimming body, Sans gripped it again and was about to squeeze it till it popped but, he couldn't.
The kid was asleep, he couldn't feel any murderous intent from her, she was, different, innocent.
"Come on Sans, this is another trick, just do this and get it over with before she wakes up again, it'll be easy, just squeeze till it pops… damn it sans, why aren't you doing it? "
He stayed there, unmoving, the heart shaped soul from the kid in his boney hand but, he couldn't do it, he just, couldn't bring himself to end it.
Sans convinced himself he needed answers first, yeah, he needed to question her first, find out why she did it all, than, than he would, he would kill her.
Returning her soul to its body Sans found himself, smiling, he couldn't believe it, he was happy that he was saving the kid.
Sans was dead tired, after he returned the kid's soul, he tied her up, tightly, several times, before tying another rope around her entire torso, with the knot at her upper back, followed by tying her to one of the stone columns in the hall of judgment, after he was certain that she wasn't going anywhere he left her and headed to grillby's.
It was, haunting.
The place was empty, there was still some stuff lying around, everyone left in a rush, even grillby himself had left some of his burger patties on the grill, they were charred black and hard long ago.
Sitting on his favorite chair Sans sighed, reaching for the ketchup and opening the bottle, he couldn't even drink it.
Putting the bottle back where it was with the cap back on the skeleton sighed, leaving grillby's all-together and standing in the snow.
He felt, cold, not from the snow or the winds, but from the memories that returned.
Everyone else that was here, the monster kids running and having fun, the shop owners making deals, Papyrus talking about how great he was, it was so nice, but, he remembered seeing how Frisk, walked through there, leaving death in her wake, forcing the evacuation…
Killing Papyrus…
Those damned memories hurt, leaving him alone, cold.
Sans didn't want to think about it, he left them be and headed back to her, back to his prisoner, back to Frisk.
"on days like these, kids like you, should be burning in hell… you're enjoying this aren't you… Looking for pity? Sorry kid, I'm bone dry."
"You got dunked on."
Frisk woke in a fright when she heard those words, she saw Sans standing a few feet from her and screamed in fear, trying to get away, only to realize her predicament, she was going NOWHERE.
She carried on for several minutes before resorting to begging, pleading him not to kill her, not again.
Sans didn't know how to react, this, wasn't what was supposed to happen, he just stayed where he was, held there by a part of him that felt she was just trying to play him to free her.
"Hay, hay kid…"
Nothing, Frisk didn't hear him, she was too terrified, but he wasn't going to let her go.
"Stop…"
…
"Kid, stop…"
…
"FRISK STOP!"
His reaction surprised them both but it got results, Frisk fell quiet, looking at him in horror, tears still running down her face.
"Tell me why, why did you do this?"
No answer, she couldn't bring herself to reply to him, not after everything that had happened.
"Well?"
She only closed her eyes and looked to the ground.
"Not ready to talk huh? Fine, I can wait."
It felt like hours, neither said anything, Frisk sobbed quietly, afraid that she would make Sans angry again, but he wished she did, at least than he wouldn't be left with his memories, he was scared.
Finally the semi silence was shattered by a growling noise.
The little human was shocked and it made Sans laugh when he saw the expression on her face.
"A little hungry huh? Don't worry, I'll get you something."
He left her alone but it only worsened her mood.
She was left alone, trapped and forced to think of what she had done.
"I don't want to die, but you won't believe me, you'll just hurt me, again."
…
"No one wants to die kid, but why did you do it?"…
Sans sighed, he wanted to know what it was that happened to her, why did she do what she did, did it have something to do with, whatever that darkness was?
He had heard of something like this from Gaster before he vanished, but, he could barely remember what it was…
"Gaster, now there's someone I haven't thought of in a long time, man, I can't even remember how he looked."
Sans sighed, he felt bad that he barely remembered Gaster, but he had more pressing matters to deal with at the moment.
Both sans and frisk's thoughts headed to one thing in particular, the gaster blaster hitting frisk as she reset, the skeleton was worried about what kind of effect that would have on her timeline powers, while the human girl, she attempted to open her 'Save File' only to see it, shattered, the pieces of her 'profile' pieced together like broken glass, her power was broken.
A part of frisk felt glad, she wouldn't have to endure another reset, if she died now, she died for good, there was no return.
But she was in a world so, so empty, with everyone hating her, with, with him, with Sans, her killer.