Everything Changes

God I'd been so stupid. I'd walked up the mountain everyone had told me was cursed just because I'd wanted to see the ruins that were rumoured to be there. But all I'd found was a bloody hole that my clumsy ass fell down. I thought I was dead.

I'd awoken in a room cold, bloody and in pain. He'd been sitting beside me watching me, Not creepy at all,waiting for me to regain consciousness.

The first thing I saw was a mirror taking up most of the wall opposite the bed I was on. Everything was white.

It took me a little while to even realise that someone was in the room with me, he'd been so quiet and still. As I tried to focus on him he'd humm'd and opened his cupped hands to reveal a purple heart.

"Better give this back" he said before moving it closer towards my chest.

As it entered my body I felt warmer and the pain intesified.

"Ah yes, that would be because of the broken bones"

He stood and exited the room leaving me crying and calling him every bad name my agony affected mind could remember.

XxxX

I don't know how long later, I felt a gentle pressure on my right shoulder. Opening my eyes I meet the gaze of a small child. A skeleton child. What the fuck? He looks scared as he looks me over.

"Sans, he's coming back" was whispered from near the door. That's when I noticed the slightly taller skeleton child wearing a green hospital gown same as this 'Sans'. His eye sockets widen and the white pin pricks I assume are his pupils shrank as fear covered his face.

"Please don't tell him we were here!" he begged. I nodded as the other child fearfully exclaimed

"Quick Sans!"

"Ok Paps I'm coming" and with one last look they were gone.

From the other side of the door I could hear footsteps getting closer and a squeaking sound similar to a wheel that needed oiling.

I was proved right when the tall man re-entered the room behind a wheeled table.

My pain had dulled during the short interaction with the small skeleton child only to flair up upon seeing the lab coated man again. I watched him search through the items on the table. Picking up three syringes with different coloured liquid inside he turns to me.

"W-what?"I managed to painfully voice as he moved to stand beside me.

Upon focussing on his face I realise that this was another skeleton, tall, thin, holes in his hands and cracks on his skull, one up from his right eye socket and one down to his mouth from his left.

Malevolence rolled off of him as he brought the first of the syringes to the crook of my right arm.

"This will only hurt for a bit" he jeered ans I felt a sharp scratch and then the liquid burnt its way into my veins.

My body tensed and arched off of the bed as I screamed before promptly passing out.

XxxX

The light in the room was dulled as I slowly regained consciousness. I had no idea how long I'd been out. Realising that I was alone, with only a dull ache for company, I sat up and looked around.

White. Everything was white. The floor, the walls, the sheets. The only colour other than that was the silver of the steel sink at the end of the bed, the mirror and the grey dress I was now wearing.

Sitting up I looked at the woman in the mirror. 5'7" in bare feet, red hair drawn in to a ponytail brushing a few inches below my shoulder blades, pale skin that goes with being a redhead and freckles. All this was as I remembered. What was different, what scared the shit outta me, was my eyes. My once blue eye were now purple. The same colour as the heart the tall skeleton put into my body.

"What the hell?" I whisper as I bring my had to my face.

I moved closer to the mirror not realizing that as my feet touch the floor the lights come up, harsh and bright.

With a click, and a rude word from me, the mirror becomes a window.

"Good. You are wake" The male skeleton states. Don't ask how I know he's a he I have no idea myself, He voice is male ok!

" Who the fuck are you and what have you done to me!" I demand

He looks me up and down with a sneer, sighs and drags over a chair in front of the now window.

"I suppose an explanation could be provided"

He gestures to the bed behind me and I sit pulling my legs up and crossing them as I rest my back on the wall behind me.

"You are in the Underground and I am the Royal Scientist Dr W. D Gaster" he proudly states.

When I don't react he grumbles under his breath and continues.

"Human magic sealed us Monsters under Mt Ebott many, many hundreds of years ago when we lost the war. We need seven SOULS the same colours as the original spell casters to free Monsterkind. As we already have Perseverance" he gestures to me "I decided that instead of passing you over to King Asgore to be disposed of I would keep you as an experiment"

Fear rooted me to the spot as I looked at him in disbelief. He continued in my silence

"You should feel privileged. You are the only human to survive those injections and only the third overall!" he boasted.

Yay go me,I thought

" I have also come to the conclusion that the mixture of serums caused your SOUL trait to be displayed as your eye colour"

I sat in I numb silence as I tried to process the information I'd just received.

So monsters are real. I'm an experiment with a purple SOUL and it sounds like I'm trapped, I think to myself.

I look to Gaster and start to plead

"Please, please let me go! I'm no good to anyone" as I get over the shock my voice hardens. " If you come near me again I'll make you regret it" I growl.

He laughs, stands and looks at me.

"Goodnight Human" he throws at me as he hits the switch to make the window a mirror once more.

Not caring if he was still watching or not I curl up on the bed and sob until sleep claims me.

XxxX

Food appears at what I assume to be twice a day. So it's been four days since Gaster last spoke to me. Hearing the lock turn I knew my luck would run out. As the door opens he strides in holding a clipboard, without looking at me he writes something down.

Looking from the scientist to the door I tense and shift my weight, waiting for an opening

"I wouldn't if I were you" he advises as he moves to the left leaving the door clear

"Yea, right" I mumble and make a break for the hall beyond my door.

Suddenly I freeze, unable to move as a sinister chuckle comes from behind me.

"My dear" he mocks "Did you know that Monsters have magic?"

"Motherfucker! Let me go!" I demand

"Sorry but I have test to run on you today"

I felt the blood drain from my face as I redoubled my attempt to break free from the force holding me.

I was floating behind the lab coated bastard like some angry balloon. Fear sending a crawling sensation up my spine.

As we passed a door in my corridor I could hear sobbing. Gaster just tisked and continued past on down the white hall, God I was getting pissed at that colour, into another room.

As my body was floated towards an examination table I noticed the smallest skeleton strapped to the only other table. He was groaning and feebly tugging his limbs against his restraints, sweating and looking like shit.

Gasters magic kept me from moving as he secured me to the table next to Sans. As his magic released its hold I tried to lunge for Gaster.

"You bastard that's a CHILD!"

"That would be experiment 1S. You and he are going to have a lot in common if you both survive. Now," he moves to one of the cupboards around what I now recognise as a medical lab. He removes items I cannot see from my prone place on the table.

"Human, for my records, please state your name in full"

"Really! You expect me to be helpful" I laugh "I don't think so" my left eyebrow cocked above my purple eyes nearly meeting my red hair.

"Perseverance" he says "similar to Determination but with kindness. You seem to care about 1S so if I were to threaten to hurt him will you answer my question?"

"You wouldn't"

He stands and moves towards the boy, grabs his little finger and

SNAP

"Aaaahhhh!" "NO!"

"You asshole! What the fuck!" I scream at him.

The skeleton child is breathing heavy and fast, eyes flicking around the room until he spots Gaster and he freezes. His eye lights shift to me and I maintain eye contact.

"Wolf. Just Wolf, that's what I've been going by for a few years now. Any other name I had died with my twin"

"Sans" the kids rasps "My name is Sans"

I smile at Sans as Gaster writes my name in his notes.

"Age and any illnesses" he then demands

"Were you never told it's rude to ask a lady her age" sarcasm dripping from my tone

He makes to move to Sans again and I blurt

"26. I'm 26 and I suffer from Cluster Migraines. So these lights are probably gonna be a problem at some point"

This too gets added to the paperwork.

"You get Migraines too?" Sans' voice quietly asks from my left.

"Sans! Quiet" Gaster barks before I answer. I glare up at delightfully pleasant doctor. Yeah sarcasm, bite me. Then switch to an obviously fake smile an d in a sweet voice ask.

"What next oh tall and cranky one"

Gaster swiftly turns and gathers the equipment from earlier, bringing it to my right.

As I focus on what he'd grabbed I feel my soul sink and the blood drain from my already pale face. Electrodes sit on the trolley next to me. I'm going to be electro shocked. As he starts to affix everything I place I try to struggle.

"I want to record your pain tolerance before I alter your DNA too much"

Finishing adjusting the contact points he grins and calmly asks

"Tell me when it hurts"

The first setting does nothing but send tingles through my body. He cranks it up to the next setting. More insistent tingles shoot through me feeling slightly uncomfortable, but I can still deal with it.

Calmly holding my gaze he moves the dial up three more places. I fist my hands and grit my teeth.

"Impressive" he remarks

Two more places up and I'm moaning in pain, sweating and defiantly trying to keep my eyes on his eyelights.

One more click and I'm panting.

Another and I finally scrunch my eyes closed as I try to curl into myself. I still refuse to scream.

"SIR, NO!" I hear Sans shout before I hear four more clicks. I finally scream, arching up as for as the straps on my wrists and ankles allow.

I feels like an eternity before the pain trickles away and I'm left a panting, sweating mess.

"Setting thirteen. The Orange SOUL only went up as far as six and his trait was Bravery. Patience didn't even get past the second setting. Although I believe that Bravery was a teenager and Patience was a child. It's such a shame I never got my hands on the other Perseverance to compare this with"

I couldn't focus on what he was saying. I felt sick and dizzy. My jaw and muscles ached.

Gaster unstrapped Sans and he stood by the door as the doctor removed my restraints. He moved me into a sitting position and I felt the dizziness increase, as well as the nausea, and I puke my guts out all over Gasters shined shoes.

"Heh...nice shot" I mumble.

"Sans use your magic to help me move her to her room" the vomit smelling Gaster ordered the small skeleton.

I felt a similar sensation to when Gasters magic grabs me but Sans' feels gentler.

Gaster had removed his sailed shoes and stalked the corridor to my room ahead of Sans and I.

As Sans lowered me onto my bed I smiled and thanked him.

"Are you going to be ok?" he asked

Before I could muster the energy for an reply Gaster had dragged the child out of the room locking the door behind them.

It didn't take long for unconsciousness to overtake me.