Snowdin was suffering another cold day.

Sans the skeleton wasn't greatly surprised with that though. Snowdin was always cold, it was always snowy, and it was always peaceful.

Well...as far as the entire population bar him knew anyway.

He knew better.

There was a person who came through, who was a trigger for events that effect the entire underground.

Sometimes good.

Sometimes bad.

Sometimes mixed.

But they always come through, and they always pick a path to go down. A majority of the times he'll put up with it...some of the times he gets himself mixed into it, because the person goes too far.

But right now, he wasn't sure about this round of events.

Firstly, the person in question is not alone this time leaving the ruins.

Secondly, the one they have with them does not belong on this world at all, and has never appeared here before.

They had just met his brother Papyrus, and have decided to go through with his puzzles. So far so good. They had just got past his crossword puzzle, a bit of paper on the floor that they could look at or not which had a simple kiddie crossword on it, and were now on their way to tile puzzle, which Sans knew would not work.

He was hiding within the pine forest, watching them both walk together, the child, a girl named Frisk, walking slightly in front of her new friend.

The wraith Sans recognized from the world called Nosgoth. Raziel.

"Tell me child, why must we go through with these pointless puzzles? Papyrus clearly has had no proper thought put into them, and his brother Sans seems too bone idle-" Raziel stopped speaking for a second as he heard Frisk giggle. "-Must you?"

Sans had to fight the urge to pop out and pull a joke of his own.

Frisk stopped and turned to the wraith, smiling. "Sorry. Well we have to do this because Papyrus had this all ready for us Raziel. It's his plan to capture a human this way."

"About that. Why did you tell him and his brother I am human? You lied to Toriel and told her I am a monster before I spoke honestly with her, and now this."

"Well I'm not sure Papyrus would understand your condition. Sans...well..."

"What about him?" Raziel was obviously curious.

"His...unique himself. Maybe sometime he'll tell you what he once told me ."

"You need to continue on with this facade of not knowing what will happen next?"

This wasn't a surprise to Sans. He knew the kid was aware of it all just as much as he was.

Frisk nodded. "Because besides him, no one else ever remembers fully Raziel. Sometimes they get a feeling, or a vision of the last time, but it's never like what me and Sans know." The girl was now beaming. "But with you here, that's a big change! Maybe finally this can all come to an end! Maybe we can finally leave the underground properly!"

"I doubt my arrival would cause too much here. I belong on another world."

"Well at least you're more friendly compared to that other one-" Frisk suddenly stopped being happy, she quickly looked shocked at what she just said.

Raziel's eyes seem to narrow. "Other one? How curious. First you say you don't know of another, then after you slept in Toriel's home I heard you utter about a vampire creature with a jagged sword in your sleep. Now this...tell me truthfully, do you know Kain?"

Kain? Sans was getting worried. If Frisk knew that time twisting bastard then things could only get worse.

"I..." Frisk was clearly trying to think of a way to explain what's been going on. "I honestly didn't know him when we first met, but I saw, I think I saw Kain in my dream. He matched your description. In the dream he got up from the bed of golden flowers instead of raising out of the ground like you, but he saw me and then, I felt myself being lifted off the ground before, before I felt him cut my neck and..." Frisk slowly went quiet. Whatever dream she had, it was certainly horrible for her.

Raziel had sighed, and then moved closer to Frisk, bending down to her level. "I am sorry for making you speak about this child. You must understand that I am seeking him...still it was but a dream. Perhaps it means nothing."

Sans slowly moved away from them now. The dream had certainly caught his attention. This run of the timeline felt different from the get go...he needed to check on his old equipment in his basement soon. For now he felt it was time to go on ahead and meet with his brother.

Sans saw it coming in a way.

He knew his brother was awesome and could put up a fight, but Frisk knew his brother and dodged every single attack flawlessly before 'pleading' for his mercy.

It was the way Frisk was showing off as Raziel watched. She told him to stay back and let her handle Papyrus. She seemed to want to impress her new friend, which he did comment positively on her ability to avoid danger and still show mercy to those trying to harm her.

Now here they were, in Papyrus and his home. Frisk had agreed to go on a date with Papyrus to befriend him moreso. Raziel was left out of the loop, and was just sitting there on the couch waiting for Frisk to return from Papyrus' bedroom.

Sans knew how the date would go. He stepped out of his room and saw the wraith just sitting there. "Hey Raz. You're looking a little bored to death."

Raziel looked to him as he came down the stairs."Ah, Sans."

"So what's up buddy?"

"I'm waiting for Frisk to deal with this...courting matter with Papyrus."

Sans sat down next him. "Yeah. On this world we call them dates buddy."

"...On this world..." Raziel looked to the short skeleton. "So, you're aware?"

"Oh very much so. I know who you are. You know Frisk wasn't lying when she said you were human to us. You were once."

"If you know who I am, you know what happened to me."

Sans nodded. "In a manner of speaking. The last time I used the temporal time observatory was a long time back now, but I saw one timeline in the future, a human turned vampire turned soul wraith, out chasing his former master Kain...when all else is dying away. Pretty damn dark future that one."

Raziel leaned forward a little. "So you know what I was doing before...this."

"Yeah. Do you have any idea how you got here?"

"None. Kain had just tried to set me free from my fate of becoming the Soul Reaver, and as the building around us seemed to distort, I saw a white hand with a hole in the middle reach out to me...then I was in the spectral realm of your world. I fed on several souls from a fissure, then sensed a corpse close to a bed of flowers. Using my abilities I was able to project myself into it and dig my way out in the material realm...and of course, that is when I met Frisk."

Sans, despite his look right now of laying back on the couch and eyes closed, had listened intently to what Raziel said. The fact Raziel found a corpse, no doubt a human one was impressive, but the hand he said about. That rang a bell..."Huh, the hand you said about. Was it a circular hole in the middle of it?"

"As I recall, yes."

"Huh. Could it be him? But why? So far he seemed content with our endless loop. Hadn't caused any trouble since it kicked off..."

He heard the door to Papyrus' room open, and his brother telling Frisk where to do next, and what Asgore is like.

He decided to rest properly now, a few minutes sleep, let Raziel and Frisk go on ahead. He seriously needed to see if something is going on when he wakes up...

He heard the sound of wood being snapped.

Sans quickly was wide awake, completely baffled by the fact he was now sleeping against a tree outside instead of in his house. "Wait...what? What just happened?"

He looked carefully around, and soon saw a figure walking in the clearing in the midst of the woods, heading to his guard post.

"Crap, was that just a dream? Better get to the gate and fast before Frisk thinks something is up." He focused his energy, and in a blink of an eye with an ability known as instant transmission, he disappeared from where he was, to just behind the figure as it came to a stop at the 'gate' Papyrus had made a few weeks back.

It was more of an archway then a gate, as the wooden bars that were suppose to stop intruders were far too wide to halt anything. The figure seemed to be looking at the crafting of it.

Sans put his hand out after getting a small whoopee cushion from his pocket, holding it in said hand. Time for the same old introduction. "Human..."

Sans stopped.

Only now did he click this figure was much taller than Frisk as they turned around.

He looked up to the face of the person.

Kain was staring down at him. "I am not a human."

Sans couldn't help but look horrified whilst quickly taking a few steps back, dropping his whoopee cushion. He couldn't fathom that the one of the worst people to meet is now in the underground.

Kain meanwhile was rather surprised at how fast Sans retreated back, and soon noticed the whoopee cushion on the ground. He slowly bent down and picked it up in his hand, crushing the air out of it without thinking.

A weak, prolonged fart sound echoed in the forest.

Sans just stared straight at Kain, tensed up.

Kain looked quite bemused by the toy. "A device to create flatulence...intriguing, in a strange way. Why were you carrying this?"

Sans took a moment, soon realizing this was his chance to break the ice and try to find out what Kain is up to. "Uh that? I was just carrying it to ease off tension. It uh, helps meeting people." He felt himself relaxed a little. "The names Sans by the way. I never thought a monster would leave the ruins. What's your name?"

"Kain. Are you a skeleton? Your lip and eye movement is, unusual."

"Kinda sorta. I'm a monster, so I'm not an actual human skeleton. I just look like it." Sans walked up to Kain. "So what brings you to Snowdin pal? Did the old lady in the ruins told you to come this way?"

The vampire was guessing he meant the now dead Toriel. "I wish to travel to Waterfall. I heard it's past this, rather cold place."

Sans looked a little confused. "Waterfall? Why would you want to go there? Isn't much there besides Undyne and Temmies."

"I have been told to head there by a...friend. Here." Kain threw the whoopee cushion Sans who managed to catch it. "If you don't mind I would rather press on then stay and chat."

"Y-yeah. Okay then. Watch the road to Snowdin, it's quite slippery." Sans called out as Kain went through the gate, heading off.

Sans gave a sigh of relief and turned away, looking at the ruin door that Kain had no doubt come out of, thinking to himself. 'Chronoa...what the hell do I do? What do I with someone like him? Should I hang back? Should I just let him pass by? Maybe he'll escape fully and not get stuck, maybe he will and become just another part to this nightmare...wait...'

Something dawned on him. "Frisk!"

With another blink of an eye thanks to instant transmission, he went from there to the door, placing his hand on it.

And stopped.

He never dared to step through before. He knew who was behind this door...would she welcome him? Would she understand why he has to enter her home?

For each brief time loop of them meeting face to face, he gathered she wanted to be alone up until Frisk helped her out and made her realize she couldn't hide away forever...But then he recalled who it was that was making him check. His best guess now was that she was probably gone.

He pushed the door open and went inside...

What he was felt was the worst case scenario turned out to be true during his venture through the ruins.

It was eerie silent. Dust particles floated through the air, small piles of it here and there, one particular large pile was close to the entrance...he knew deep down, that was Toriel. Then of course, he reached the room with the golden flowers.

And found Frisk.

He walked over to her remains, looking at the gaping hole in her neck. "...Kid..."

'In that other, home, Frisk told Raziel how she died, how it was here...What the hell is going on!? Kain in one and Raziel in another? But that doesn't make much sense. The time loops thanks to the anomaly here normally only go one at a time. Now possibly two running side by side? Why the hell does Kain need to get to Waterfall then?'

He felt a presence. A dark one, one that he knew well enough. That would normally rear its ugly head when Frisk began a time loop of slaughter. It was sitting on the golden flowers, crossed legged, it's eye sockets empty and black.

It was the child that watched Kain leave.

Sans slowly turned away from Frisk, and looked at "...Chara..."

The child was smiling. It's voice was that of a young boy but haunting and echoed. "Comedian. I'm honestly shocked you even think about coming here."

"I've still got one or two surprises left in me brat. How's Molag Bal, you're one true saviour?"

Molag Bal was a Hylden, a deity who turned away from Azrael and had a taste for using mortals for his own sick needs. One of the nine Hylden known in Universe 1 for being like this. Sans was aware there was a few monsters here that followed him...he never did predict that Chara would become a follower too thanks to finding an old shrine in the city section of the underground.

Chara gave a little chuckle. "We still talk. Rarely...There are two undergrounds now. There used to be only one special door I used to use to get out of the spectral realm and back here. Now there's two...one has some...'creature' stealing my body and using it for himself whilst befriending Frisk, and this one, where another has called my puppet and has gone off with his own motivation."

"Unlucky brat. Got shunted on both accounts huh?" Sans was smirking.

"Be thankful I cannot hurt you in this state."

"You know you should stop speaking to Molag Bal. He ain't nice."

Chara was the one smirking now. "Why? Your kind seemed fine with worshipping him during your war with humanity. Right now he finds it pleasant that those who stepped away from bowing to him are now suffering in an endless loop of fun. He seems to always find it most enjoyable when you especially turn into dust and then in the next loop, you're back...only to die, again."

The small skeleton was tempted to try and use one of his energy attacks on Chara. The little shit was trying him right now.

And Chara knew it. "Go on, try your Gaster Blasters as you named them...and speaking of that name, you might want to try and hunt him down again. I think this is all to do with him."

"With Gaster?"

"Yeah. See, him and I used to talk...but since this loop started, I can sense him in this underground, but in the other his absent...either way he's not talking to me anymore. Some friend he was."

Sans looked surprised. "You guys talked?"

"We both survived in the spectral realm silly. He had his body still whilst me? Not so much. He got trapped there because of his experiment which altered the barrier. The alternation which-"

"Created this goddamn time loop."

Chara giggled. "Yep!"

"Why?"

Chara shrugged. "I dunno. I get fun out of it so I never asked...All I know is allooottt of people on the surface died at the moment he made that change. The spectral realm was full of souls before they ventured into the Lifestream."

"Huh...Okay." Sans began to leave. "I'll get onto hunting him down. You better stay dead for this time loop alright brat?"

"Sure sure. Say, I'm surprised about something though."

Sans stopped for a second. "What?"

"You left your dear brother Papyrus alone with Kain...and I saw how fast he took my mother down...wonder how quickly he'll do the same to your brother hm?"

Sans hadn't used his instant transmission so quickly as he did at that moment. He was limited with it, going short distances, but what would've taken 20 minutes was done in one.

He sensed Papyrus at the bridge leading to Snowdin. He was soon besides his brother, looking very concerned...but was relieved when it was clear his brother was alright. "Phew...hey bro."

"Sans! Where have you been?! This monster I had first mistaken for a human has been defeating all of my puzzles! He's on his way here now!" Papyrus looked, surprisingly, displeased. "And knowing him, he'll just barge on by like the rest of 'em..."

"What happened at the other puzzles bro?"

"He just, walked off. He just seems to be trying to ignore me. Said about me being a complete buffoon or something. And when he got to last puzzle I noticed he started to have some strange dust over him."

Sans stared in horror. "...Have you seen the rest of the royal guard who guard the road?"

"Well now that you mention it, I haven't...but where they're normally are I have seen piles of similar dust like the human-maybe-not-monster has on him." Papyrus was clearly oblivious. Sans loved his brother dearly, it was the only reason he kept returning back to this world, but boy he had his stupid moments.

"Listen bro. I need you to go into town and tell the people to evacuate. Tell them to take the hooded man's boat and head to Hotland. This monster is no friend of ours okay? He could hurt people."

"Hurt people!?" Papyrus was shocked. "Then I should tell him not to!"

"No Papyrus! This monster you can't talk to!"

"But I have been! And besides the usual groans he gives I think we can become pals! I'll talk to him here with this final puzzle and if it goes south, you can get the people away during my time having a pleasant discussion with the monster-not-human!"

Sans really didn't like that idea, but at the same time Kain hasn't hurt his brother...yet. But how much longer will Kain put up with his antics? "Bro...If he gets angry, let him go okay?"

"If he gets mad, I promise to step aside and apologise."

"That's good enough for me." Sans legged it into town, as Papyrus looked back over the bridge and saw the figure of Kain coming this way.

Compared to trying to tell Papyrus, telling the townsfolk to flee was alot easier. He told them a killer was coming, and they had to escape to a safer location in Hotland rather than stay and face Kain. He made sure to lead them to the boat himself and told the boatman that he would be needed to go back and forth.

The hooded figure understood, and started taking people away...

In ten minutes, it was done.

The boatman returned once more, his boat slowing down at the small wooden dock as he looked to Sans. "Tra la la. Are you ready to come with us now?"

"Yeah, yeah I think that's everyone...other then the monster kid. Knowing him he went to find Undyne, and...PAPYRUS!" Sans cursed himself. It's been too long!

One instant transmission, he was back at the bridge...No sign of his brother. "Papyrus! Where are you!?"

Glancing around, it was clear there hadn't been any violence here. He ran back into the now deserted town. "Oh damn damn damn! Where did he go!?"

...He knew. Just like the damn kid. Papyrus would still do the same thing. He headed to the other end of Snowdin, to the path leading to Waterfall.

On the way he saw a pile of dust on the ground, with a small brown and orange shirt covering most of it...

And indeed at the other end of town, as he slowed himself down and got himself behind a tree as close as possible without being spotted, was Papyrus, standing in the way of Kain, who had the Soul Reaver out.

"Monster-human! You have beaten all my puzzles and past me several times! You shall go no further! For I, the great Papyrus will stop you!"

Kain was heard laughing. "You must be joking!"

"I am not! I have heard of your violent ways! I will ask you to stop such acts and not use any force unless you have no other choice and-and you are approaching I see..."

Kain was indeed. Sans face was turning to one of sheer terror as he was expecting the worst possible outcome now.

"Bothersome skeleton. Let me explain something clearly to you." Kain walked right up to Papyrus, and grabbed him by his scarf, pulling him close and glaring. "You, are not, worth, my time. You are a joke. A fool who plays a guard. You saw the remains of the child who tried to act like a fool just as you are, saying he'll stop me like 'Undyne' would once I mentioned killing the Royal guard! I grew tired of you since that first encounter, but you keep trying to get in my way. Clearly just to waste my time!" With a mighty shove, Kain sent Papyrus back and hitting the ground on his rear.

"But-but I-"

"Don't bother getting up. Don't bother getting in my way ever again. If you do..." Kain pointed the Soul Reaver at the skeleton. "THIS, will be the last thing you see, like the child monster."

For once in Papyrus' life, something clicked in his mind that this was all very, VERY serious right now. "I-I understand Mon-hu-ster! I shall not bother you again!"

Kain smiled evilly, as he placed the sword on his back, walked by the tall skeleton left in the snow, heading to Waterfall.

Sans couldn't believe it. His brother...he stopped hiding, and ran over to Papyrus. "Bro!"

"Sans? Did...did you just see that?"

"You nearly got yourself killed is all I saw! I thought you said you would step aside!"

Papyrus got himself up. "I, I just wanted to face him but...he said I was a joke...a fool..." Clearly, Kain's words cut quite deep.

"Ignore him bro, you're the best guard there is! But I need you to guard the people who just went to Hotlands alright? I'm gonna keep an eye on the monster!"

"I...alright Sans. I understand. I'll go with everyone." Papyrus started to head back into town. "But brother...If he gets that sword out again..."

"Don't worry bro. I'll handle him."

With that, Papyrus left his brother alone, who now was focused on the path to Waterfall. "Undyne will spot him soon enough...I just hope our local scientist has been watching the killing and warned her of what's coming."

Sans looked over to one of the trees, and hanging off one of the branches, was a black, small camera.

Kain meanwhile, had entered Waterfall. The purple cavern was huge, with streams of water flowing through it...something Kain knew was coming with a name like this. He hated water. His vampire kind was unable to handle pure sources, as it was like acid to their flesh. He had developed a level of immunity of it when it came for it to be in drinkable fluids such as wine and alcohol, as well as it being frozen such as snow and ice throughout his old adventures and years of evolution.

But as he stopped before a river of water that was formed by one of the waterfalls, he knew stepping into this would be fatal. "Well...time to see if the old tricks still function."

He put his hands together and focus his energy, transforming into a massive cloud of dull golden bats, which flew over to the other side, and formed back together into Kain, with him looking quite relieved he could still pull that stunt off. It had been a fair few centuries since he ever needed to use it.

What he also noticed was a small flower having just popped out of the ground beside him. "Howdy!"

He glanced down at Flowey.

"So you spared the idiot huh? Not in the normal way that it goes around here but still. Why didn't you kill him like the other royal guards? Like the monster kid?"

"He is a waste of my time. I gain nothing with wasting my energy on him. The walking dogs were worth striking down. They tried to put up a fight. The child was a warning to him, I felt it would make him see some sense."

"Then you'll like who's coming up in this place while you look for your friend! She's the head of the royal guard that you killed! She's gonna be super pissed off! And you're not a kid nor a human...she won't hold back like she normally does."

"Good." With that, Kain started to walk on...but soon stopped.

He noticed there was a platform close by. Beneath it was long, dark blue grass.

Standing on there was being in greyish armor, with a red ponytail sticking out from the back of its helmet, one glowing yellow eye looking down at him and Flowey.

Kain stared at the person, making sure they were aware he had spotted them.

They stepped back into the shadows that were on the platform, and seemed to disappear from view...as far as Kain guessed, they just most likely had a pathway back there and took it. "I take it that was the captain?"

"Remember the monster kid said the name Undyne? That was her."

"Then I cannot wait to meet her in person."