This one is a pretty serious chapter. Prepare your selves for some dark...stuff.
I was going to update the snake pit story but... I was trying a new program to organize things better. The program was called writer tools and unless you have a cloud account it doesn't save your files. So about 3 months of work disappeared with that. I'm so sorry for those who want me to update that one. It's going to be longer than I thought but hopefully better written than this one.
I'll be honest I didn't think people were gonna like hungry for another one so I figured I write a little and delete it later cause I had a beginning and an ending. I didn't have anything to fill in the middle and connect the begging to the end. Not to worry I promised I was not going to drop it and I'm not.
But if I stop writing it either cause I got bored or needed a break. I promise I will complete the story. I hate it when people start a story and never finish cause you're left with a cliff hanger from hell. I won't do that to you.
One more side note. For those waiting on Snake Pit, this is currently all I have for you right now. I'm sorry.
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Hope you like it.
"I'm already aware of Sans stalker tendencies. What about my cat though?" You looked back from Sans face his sockets blacked out more and a stronger hold on your cat made you feel nervous for her safety.
The cat also seemed to notice Sans's change of opinion in her and only let out a low grumble of disgust for him. Her tail twitching behind him so often and backed arched ready to make a bolt for it the moment she got the chance.
You had a hard time believing this was once your proud aunt. You couldn't imagine the woman who made it possible for her house to stay put where it was without being forced to sell it and it's contents when your family went bankrupt. You couldn't imagine the woman who once stood up for you and your brother against your parents of all people being a cat of all things.
"Aunt Crooks died they never found the body Victor, you remember?" You hoped Victor was okay. He had never shown signs of losing his mind like the rest of the family.
"Yes, I remember well. Mom was a little worried and dad wondered if there were getting anything out of her will. He was pissed off when he was told you would get the house. Then he got really pissed off when he learned he got nothing." Victor's eyes became unfocused again and slowly he leaned back in his seat.
You remembered it as well, the memory holding darker pieces in your mind when your father got angry. He had beat you for three days straight afterword. The moment your birthday peaked at Eighteen you got full rights to the house and the key was handed to you. You managed to pull the right strings and convinced your mother to let you take Victor with you. It was one less mouth for her to feed and you exchanged some of the furniture for cash to give to her in exchange for him, as soon as she signed the papers and got the money you took Victor and went off to a happier life.
"I remember...too." Victor seemed to snap out of his past nostalgia as your voice went quiet. You didn't want to look them in the eyes so you stared at the fire. Sans and Ghost both sensed your change in mood as well and stilled waiting to see what happened next.
"Sorry, I...forgot... you uh, were always able to handle it better." Victor's voice came out like a whisper but you didn't miss the truth he had in his voice.
Sans feeling impatient didn't even notice the cat relaxing in his lap staring at you. "The hell yer' talking about?" Sans watched between you and Victor but neither of you said anything. Papyrus sat awkwardly watching the situation pan out.
"Don't worry about it, Victor. He's locked up now." You glanced at him to see his eyes cast downward to floor unsure of himself as he gently bit his lower lip. You didn't want to talk about it in front of the skeletons.
"About that... we'll talk later. For now, we should concentrate on our aunt."
You looked back at the cat on Sans's lap now staring at you. She was calmer now no longer hissing at Sans or struggling to get away from him. She simply stared at you that familiar feeling of comfort caressing you like before, minus the darkness trying to swallow you.
You reach over trying to take the cat from Sans who held his clawed hands down on the cat longer than necessary. You glared at him not letting go of her. You leaned back for a moment to listen to Victor, eyes not leaving Sans.
"Sis, ...this is aunt. Crooks. She tried to take over your body are you seriously petting her right now?"
"No I'm not petting my aunt, I'm petting my cat, who you just handed to a highly unstable skeleton with obsession issues." You didn't bother mentioning Sans being cannibalistic. You still had the issue with him holding your cat especially after tossing her across a room into a cement wall. You leaned over to take the cat from him but as you started to pull her away he froze up sweat dripping from his skull. His arms shot out quickly gripping the feline and holding her down on his lap.
"What the fuck bone boy give me my cat."
"Aunt." You ignored your brother to glare at the skeleton instead.
"Heh, sorry sweetheart she got her' claws in me." his face was shading over a red color to match his sweat. You leaned in closer to his face.
"Give. me. my. cat." Your hands tightened lightly around the cat hoping for a moment that Sans would losses his grip.
"No can do sweetheart. Can't let her escape. Sides' yer bro's the one's who suppose to let the cat out of the bag. Right?" He turned towards Victor. The red drops of sweat on his forehead increased in hopes his only option would somehow save him.
Victor stared at him his eyebrow slightly raised. " As long as she doesn't let the cat go, I don't care."
Sans hope dropped as Annette glared at him waiting for him to remove his hands willingly. He felt himself twitch and the cat let out an upset hiss. dug her nails into his thighs and tried to buck her backside away from him. Annette took the chance and pulled the cat from his lap.
Before anyone could question the red glow in his lap Sans vanished.
" Motherfucker, how the hell is he doing that?"
"HUMAN, THE BAD LANGUAGE IS NOT NECESSARY, I THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL TELL YOU! SANS HAS ALWAYS HAD THE ABILITY TO TELEPORT SINCE I WAS A BABY BONES." You flinched again but felt more at ease now that Sans had left him room.
You did a look over at the tall skeleton again. He didn't seem to have lost his cheery attitude despite what you assumed may have been a rough upbringing. Your brother seemed very relaxed next to the skeleton and you raised your eyebrow at him.
He smirked at you and turned toward Papyrus.
"Let's try this again... Sis, this is Papyrus. Yes, sans brother-"
You were about to interrupt but Victor cut you off. "AND a pretty cool dude that I so happen to trust." Victor started at your gageing your reaction. You didn't trust people and honestly neither did your brother, but... It was like he was trying to drop you a hint.
He trusted this guy.
Your brother didn't trust anybody but you and even only a little bit for Shawn as well. You looked the skeleton who despite his horrid teeth was grinning almost as big as Sans could. He was looking at your brother his hand was clenched tightly into first and they shook a little with excitement.
"HUMAN, ARE...ARE WE FREINDS?"
"Sure are paps."
Papyrus let out a natural sequel of delight. "A NICKNAME! OH HUMAN, I WILL HAVE TO THINK OF A GOOD NICKNAME FOR YOU AS WELL. BEING THE GREAT PAPYRUS IM SURE TO THINK OF SOMETHING EQUALLY EXTRAORDINARY!"
"Right, paps. For now though sis. I got some confessions to make." He at a twinkle in his eye as he holds out a hand towards. At first, you think he wants you to reach for his hand but then a blue glow appears it makes you think of the glow your aunt had in the catacombs. Suddenly you felt Ghost shift from your hold and an irritating hissing sounded from her as she was propelled into your brother's lap. A blue glow surrounding her.
"What the hell Victor? Since when could you do that?" You force was low key. First, your dead aunt was glowing blue and talking to you in the catacombs. Then supposedly your aunt is your cat that just happened to be a boy and was ironically named ghost. Now to top it off your brother's hands glowed blue and was currently attempting a genital game of hacky sack with your cat.
What had happened to your life?
"Sis, remember when monsters came out of the mountain and told everyone it was mages that trapped them underground?"
" Uh, no." You had not.v to watch and only recently gotten your hands on the newspaper from -. You hadn't even read all of it in the first place thinking it was a hoax.
"Well sis, I got this right after the barrier broke. I was freaking out and went on vacation to figure out what was happening to me. I uh... Had to dig into the family archives."
He had to what? " How we're not allowed into the archives?"
"Well not without permission from someone who is allowed in the archives." He went silent his eyes drifted from yours and stared at the carpet the sudden bouncing of your cat stopped abruptly and he dropped it gently back in your lap. The guilt on his face was giving you an answer you dreaded to hear.
" No, you didn't. You couldn't have." He didn't right? It was a lie. But you knew the truth the way he looked away from you at your half-eaten bag of nasty tasting sweets you knew.
"Why?" The words slip from your lips in a hushed whisper as you grip Ghost on your lap.
He looked back up into your eyes. "I'm sorry sis. I had to know. The things I found...I'm sorry."
Papyrus sat on the sofa looking between you two. He wanted to ease the tension between his new friend and his sister. He didn't know what they were talking about. He didn't want to but in between them and didn't want to be noisy about whatever it was they weren't sharing. The look on your face made him worry greatly. You had lost color to your cheeks and for someone who was already so pale, it couldn't be good for your health to be that white.
"HUMAN FRIEND, SHOULD I LEAVE SO YOU MAY TALK TO YOUR HUMAN SISTER? I FEEL AS THOUGH YOU TWO HAVE SOMETHING IMPORTANT TO DISCUSS. I THE GREAT PAPYRUS AM VERY GOOD AT HELPING WITH SUCH INTERACTIONS BUT I DO NOT KNOW WHAT IS BEING DISCUSSED."
Victor looked at Papyrus and gave a small smile. "It's alright paps. I just...messed up a bit."
You surely stood making Victor jump in his seat a little. Your head stayed down as you gripped the cat uncomfortable under your arm. Your feet making quick tracks on the floor heading to the door. You felt betrayed by your brother. You understood his confusion if you had been able to pick up cats with blue glowing lights you'd want answers too. Just not to HIM of all people. Your hand reached for the door pausing when you heard your brother call back to you.
"Sis? Where are you going?"
You pause hand on the doorknob. " I need...air. I need... to make sure the house is secure." Your hand clenches the cold knob turning it.
Victor practically jumps from the couch. "But Aunt Crooks and...your magic." Your hand stops turning the knob. "What magic?"
"It's called soul change." Victory almost whispers it but you hear it anyway. Papyrus tilts his head in confusion but remains quite.
You turn to look at your brother. Your hair falls over your face giving you a blurred look at him.
"Truth be told your magic is a bit different. Only four other people in our family ever had it. It's subconscious magic you possess. Even before the barrier, you have been able to use it, you just didn't know you had it. Might be due to diabetes. When you go low you connect more to your subconscious. I think it's how you beat them..."
You didn't want to think about all the people that you beat the shit out of.
"WHO ARE THEM?" Papyrus hoped he wasn't overstepping his boundaries but being left in the dark and despite knowing magic more than either of you, yet never having heard of soul change was unsettling for him.
You didn't want to hear more.
You turned the knob and left the room letting the door shut with a quiet click.
Your brother sighed leaning back into the couch.
"DID I SAY SOMETHING WRONG TO THE SMALL HUMAN FEMALE?" Papyrus tilted his head at Victor. Victor rubbed his forehead. He had hoped this would go as he visualized it would but knew he had to much hope for it to be so.
"No paps. It's just a lot for my sister to take in right now."
"IM AM SORRY YOUR SISTER IS NOT HANDLING THE INFORMATION WELL. I CAN TAKE SANS AND LEAVE IF THAT WOULD HELP?"
"No" Victor sat up in his seat eyes wider and stared up at Papyrus.
Papyrus was slightly taken back by Victor. He had been surprised before when he had pulled over on the highway and offered him a ride. After so many humans avoided him and a few tried to run him over he had been suspicious of the kind offer. When he had mentioned going to the same address that he was heading in he became even increasingly worried about Sans's well being. Before he could confront the human about the same address the human in the little car mentioned how there was a skeleton at his home named Sans. He told him it was his brother and he was told it was his sister who lived there. Still skeptical he ducked into the car. Victor told him a man named Shawn had called him saying there was a skeleton causing his sister problems. Papyrus told him about his brother and the problems he was having adjusting to the surface. He apologized for Sans and insisted they get there quickly to minimize damage. Victor, however, didn't appear to be as concerned as Papyrus. The human insisted his sister would be fine until they got there.
Now that he was here he understood, but there was so much more he didn't know.
Victor let out a sigh and held his head down. He turned to Papyrus for a better perspective and laid back on the arm of the sofa.
"I need you and your brother here to watch after... Annette. In case our dad comes back."
Papyrus wanted to ask about your father but stayed quite the look on Victor's face said there was more than he was letting on.
"Our dad...well he was a monster. Not like you guys though. I mean to say he was a spoiled man who refused to accept what life gave him. When the money was running out and he didn't get his booze and women... He tried other tactics. Much of which she had to take to save me."
"I DO NOT UNDERSTAND HUMAN... WHAT OTHER TACTICS COULD HE GET FROM-" rape was not unheard of in the underground, rape between the family was something new he learned from on the surface when things where being explained to him. It was still something he couldn't understand. Rape of a child even less. Anyone underground would has dusted someone chasing after a child in such a way."- HE DID NOT! FATHERS SHOULD NOT DO THAT TO THERE DAUGHTERS!"
"He didn't paps, not right away, anyway. He was already in trouble with the rest of the household. He did find a way to make money from her. Turns out my sister had this gift. Once the money stopped flowing it was only a year when I got diabetes myself. Dad threw us out of the house and told us about being back money before we could come back inside. We weren't sure what to do and for a while we were homeless. We stayed on the streets and ate what we could but... Diabetes."
Victor's eyes didn't seem to focus as he let out a low sigh and his shoulders slumped.
"I couldn't...we couldn't afford the medicine." Papyrus mind froze. Wasn't the surface where they wanted to go, wasn't it suppose to be better than underground? In terms of food, it most certainly had more but was all this other stuff? Papyrus wasn't sure he wanted to know the answers but looking at Victor he couldn't turn away and waited.
"My sister found a way to pay for the medicine we needed. Underground fighting rings, of course, no one took an eight seriously at first. That's was till Sludge stepped him. He took sis under and allowed her into the ring. She didn't do so go at first... Usually gotten beaten up something fierce bad. Brought home a minimum amount of money, not enough for medicine. Enough that Dad would let one of us back in the house."
Papyrus isn't sure what to say. He wasn't even sure why Victor was telling him all this.
"One day sis reigned supreme in a cage fight. Even Sludge was surprised. Not only did she come out as the winner but the guy she beat could no longer compete. He was hospitalized and officially on file. He was lucky though, most kids get thrown out. Not sis though, she was able to get the medicine. Sludge had contacts and was able to purchase it for her. She gave it to me."
Victor's head dropped slow and a small sniffle could be heard. Papyrus grabbed Victor gently and held him to his chest. He didn't understand what Victor was talking about exactly but he did know it was making his new friend sad.
"Thanks, Papyrus." He hugged the crooked tooth skeleton. Tipping his head down to hide the small blush on his face. " I guess I got off track a bit. One day when sis came back from one of the fights dads started looking at her weird starting mumbling stuff to himself. I tried to warn sis but she didn't listen. She doesn't like to listen even now, after everything that's happened."
Victor's voice got quite only a whisper in Papyrus's ear socket. "He raped her. Then sold her body to some of his friends. When she came back... She asked dad to never do it again. He just slapped her and said there was already some other buying her next week. Said they liked her cause she was cheap, too many scars on her to sell for more."
Papyrus clenched Victor tighter to him. He couldn't understand why someone could be so cruel especially to there own child.
"It's why I need you and Sans to stay here Paps. He gets out soon."
Gets out soon? It didn't make sense to Papyrus.
As quietly as Papyrus could muster he spoke as gently as he could to Victor. "WHO GETS OUT SOON?"
"My dad from prison. After sis beat, that guy in the hospital cops kept an eye out for Illegal fighting rings. When sis got taken in they examined her. Dad, sludge and even my mom went to prison. We stayed in an orphanage for a while, but sis proved she had too many issues. They sent her to a sanitorium instead. When she got out she was eighteen and Aunt Crooks was missing. She inherited this house from her."
Victor knew he was rambling some of this stuff but he didn't care. Papyrus was warm despite not having anything besides bones. He wasn't going to tell Papyrus his dark secrets. Or mention how the entire family was Inherently psychotic. He wasn't going to tell Papyrus about his dark crush on his sister or how much he thought she would look good with her skin off. He wasn't going to tell him how much he missed seeing you tattered and scarred. He wasn't going to tell him how much he enjoyed having his bones this close to him or that the real reason he picked him off the side of the road was that he thought him attractive.
He wasn't going to tell Papyrus how screwed up in the head he really was.
He had hidden it from his sister his whole life and even convinced his family he was the normal one. Even his fucked-up father. Not that he should mention being fucked up considering it all ran in the family and he was no different.
He as least didn't have a thing for rape or underage sex.
Still being into skeletophilia wasn't a good thing either. He felt Papyrus hold tighter waiting for him to continue.
Well maybe being into skeletons wasn't that bad. He clasped Papyrus back tightly.
"heh, not to take your body time away, but I think I missed some info."
Victor and Papyrus pull away from each other to see Sans staring at them from behind the couch Annette had been relaxing on previously. Sans leaned over the couch looking down at it curiously before his eye snapped to Victor.
Victor hadn't been afraid of Sans before but now felt off guard with his red eye staring into the depths of his being. He hadn't felt afraid of the skeleton before this. How much had he seen how much had he heard?
"so buddy, you gonna tell me where your sister is or you gonna tell me what you're cooking up for my bro for?"
Victor now noticed a rather large ax in his hand.
"SANS STOP TERRIFYING MY NEW FRIEND. WE WERE HAVING AN EMOTIONAL MOMENT ABOUT THE HUMANS PAST. IT IS VERY SAD AND HEARTBREAKING." Papyrus puffed his cheat out and placed his hands on his hips.
"heh, that's so bro?" he continued to stare at Victor as if he were able to read his mind. He felt as if he were being judged.
"so, kay bro. As long as he doesn't get too bonly that is." Sans shot the red pupil look at Victor again. He got the impression he knew Sans knew his thoughts but dismissed them. If this guy wanted to get to his sister he was gonna need his help weather he liked it or not and that meant keeping him alive.
Perhaps Sans in time would help him get to his brother as well.
"We were discussing some past events about my sister." Victor tried to give him a smug grin but the skeleton only gave a chuckle that made his spine send an unpleasant quiver down his back.
"heh, yeah buddy I heard that part. Your dad a' really fucked up your sis huh. Don't suppose you'll tell me which prison he's in? Or the names of some of his buddies...will ya pal?" Sans teeth clenched and eye socket went black his smile held a light tremble.
Victor felt a wave of solace wash over him the skeleton wasn't thinking of destroying him, just his dad and his dad's friends.
He was sure he was leaving Annette In the best hands he could now.
" I can but.. It's better for you to wait for him to come here looking for her. The prisons, they have a lot of security for that stuff."
Sans red-eye flashed and he swung his ax down into the couch. It wasn't hard enough to break the couch in two but if Victor tried to remove the ax by hand he probably would find it thoroughly stuck in the wood.
"What do you mean to come here looking for her?" He practically growled out spit flung across landing on the couch. His shoulders tensed and his free hand gripped the couch his claws leaving deep groves into the tightly stitched material.
Annette would be lucky to even sell the couch as an antique this point.
"When Annette went for examination at the hospital she didn't bother to lie to police. Dad had a lot of connections still even after we Lost our fortune. When he found out she didn't even attempt to lie, he wasn't happy. Knowing him he'll come back here to stir up some trouble."
Sans seemed to stir over the information in his mind. His hand relaxed on the couch his fingers lightly rapping against the wooden decor of it now. He stopped rapping his finger and his eye glanced over the top of Victor's head again.
"Fine, what about those friends of his then."
Victor smiled a slow smile reaching to his eyes as they lit up. He smiles amused chuckle escaping him.
He had picked right.
" Some are still in jail. Others still had money to bail themselves out...and the rest..." Victor's eyes narrowed and he clasped his hands together. " There's a list of names I have in my room." As for sans smiles, Victor feels a lightness In the chest and he bites down on his smile knowing they can see It anyway. He Imagines what the skeleton will do to those people and he wasn't about to let it get away from him.
It was his once In a lifetime chance. He held back for his sister before but she was a grown woman now and didn't want her hurt more than she already was. He was aware he wasn't normal like others he didn't want to add it to her life.
But it didn't mean he had to cut it out entirely.
"STOP, WERE NOT SUPPOSE TO GO AFTER HUMANS ANYMORE SANS."
Victor's heart almost stopped. He liked Papyrus but he wasn't okay with the skeleton taking this from him.
"They're bad people Papyrus. Sans would be more like a superhero saving the day." he tried to reason.
"ABSOLUTELY NOT. SUPERHEROS DO NOT KILL THE VILLIANS."
"it's okay bro. We were just joking around is all. Nothing to get SUPER upset over."
"NYEH, THAT IS ONE OF YOUR WORST JOKES YET BROTHER."
"Sorry bro, must not have the super-power for It."
"NYEH, STOP."
"heh, suppose I can try to FLY threw It."
"THAT'S ENOUGH." Papyrus stands and stomps his way to the door. "I HAVE MORE TO DO THAN LISTEN TO YOUR PUNS. NO MATTER HOW INCREDIBLE THEY ARE." With a serious of Nyehs Papyrus opens the door and leaves. The door closes with a click and both Victor and Sans wait for Papyrus stomping to quite down.
"so buddy got a question for' ya." Sans stared at Victor his eye more relaxed the red coming back to it. " ya mentioned her beating people and... heh, powers before. So If ya got magic, then what does she have?"
Victor stared at him. Did he not figure It out?
"She can change the soul's traits of herself and those around her. Didn't you notice?" Victor raised an eyebrow at him.
Sans socket went wide and a breath he didn't need caught in his throat.
"She used determination to get away from Aunt Crooks hold. She's has been doing it instinctively since her constant beatings In the child rings." Victor shrugged his shoulders at the thought.
"what child rings?" He looked at Victor wanting answers.
Victor sighed. He had to guess Sans missed that part. "The rings where she had to fight in. Until she got too strong for the other children to handle and they sent her to the adult fighting pits."
Sans stared at Victor trying to Imagine her In a cage beating some large human male down. There was a part of him that felt upset for her being there and another part of him feeling excited to Imagine her covered In her enemy's blood.
But she would have been a child at the time. It wasn't a turn-on for him like it had been for her father and the Idea only pissed off Sans more. He may have had to kill anybody who fell down the hole, human children included, but he had never raped them. He had always tried to make it a quick death for children.
Well, she wasn't going to have to worry much more about people and them attempting to rape her. Hed makes sure of that. It did but a bit of a bummer in his plans for her, however. He was going to have to take a different approach to her to get her to his bedroom.
He felt a stir In his shorts again and instead tried to imagine Victor kissing his brother. That was a turn-off. He had to make a quick escape before to the bathroom to get rid of his erection he wasn't about to do it again.
Victor at first seemed aware Sans had caught him with his brother but he had hidden it well with his anger being redirected at the there father.
He needed to find Annette. He may not be able to bed her and forcibly keep her as he originally planned, but he was already getting a better Idea.
One that would win her over and have her stay willingly.
A lot of blood spilled, some really good eats...and something else, special, just for her...
He'd have her in no time.