Oh my God this one SO much fun to write! I'm just...gonna let you guys read. Just to let you know...the middle/end has the feels, so uh, don't say I didn't warn you.
1. "Megalovania" Undertale OST (Of course! XD)
2. "Awaited Return" Nyx The Shield
*NOTE* CAPS does not mean that the character is shouting. Paps speaks in all caps, Gaster does too.
"Bold Italic" would be the wingding font that Gaster speaks in. All skeletons can speak it though Gaster is the only one who can't speak any other language, so he uses magically conjured hands to speak with other monsters.
I do not own Undertale, all I own are Kristen (the brothers' mother), Lucida and Boli (the brothers' aunt and uncle) Triton and Sedna (Undyne's parents), Drake and Serran (Alphys parents) and Betus and Gammet (Alphys' siblings).
Chapter 6
This…wasn't how everything was supposed to go. No sooner than he'd gotten back to Alphys' lab, than he'd discovered that the human had backtracked and caught the poor Royal Scientist unawares.
He'd found her labcoat and glasses sitting in a pile of silvery dust while a remote sparked and sputtered not too far from it.
Not long after he'd found Alphys' remains, Mettaton was destroyed, turned into a bunch of shiny metal pieces that had exploded and scattered all around the room he had fought in. Sans' soul turned cold while the others residing in him writhed in discomfort from the destruction…even the human souls seemed unnerved.
He put a hand on his sternum, feeling it's unnatural heat as the souls all rushed to it, trying to feel at least some contact with their host.
"just wish there was a way to end this peacefully…without me dunkin' the kid," he muttered, "can't arrest 'em…they'll just break out. they're way too strong,"
Sans sighed, leaned against the pillar, hood up and Papyrus' scarf still wrapped around his neck. He really didn't want to do this…but there was part of this soul that was eager for the fight, eager to give back all the pain that this demon had inflicted. At the thought of this seventh human, the other six human souls shivered, it was as if…they didn't count it as one of their own. Heh, the irony. Even the human's own kind didn't want it to be alive anymore. Heck, the other six might have killed…but they didn't do it out of enjoyment…at least, if their memories were anything to go by.
Even the human boy that killed Boli and Lucida did it out of fear and not for fun.
He heard a soft scraping sound and he looked up just to see the demon herself come up to a pillar, reaching out a hand and pausing for a moment before turning to come down the corridor, scraping what looked to be a real knife along the pillars as a locket dangled from her neck.
"welp…here we go," he thought as he pushed off the pillar and stood in the middle of the hallway, waiting as the demon shuffled closer.
She stopped, just out of range for his magic. She looked at him, her eyes almost scarlet in the dying light, trying to see who she was going to try and murder next.
"how fitting. blood red for a demon," Sans thought as he stuffed his hands in his pockets and spoke aloud, "heya…you've been busy huh?"
He took down his hood and the demon's eyes narrowed in recognition. She knew who he was…she didn't know why he was here…but she knew that he was in her way.
"…so, i've got a question for you," Sans asked, pure pain in his eyes as he remembered his brother's open embrace to the demon right before she beheaded him, "do you think that even the worst person can change? that everyone can be a good person…if they just try?"
The demon's eyes flickered slightly, Sans could have sworn he saw a tiny bit of blue but it was probably a trick of the light. She remembered what Papyrus had said to her.
"heheheheheh," Sans chuckled, closing his eyes, "well, here's a better question,"
He reopened them, the souls' heat burning through his ribcage.
"do you want to have a bad time?" he growled, his eyes going dark and promising a living hell, "because if you take another step forwards…you are really not going to like what happens next,"
The demon looked at him with those horrible scarlet eyes. She gave a sadistic grin and made a big show of taking that one step forwards.
"that's it," Sans thought before voicing aloud, "welp, sorry, old lady…"
His good eye sparked for a brief moment before darkening again.
"this is why i don't make promises,"
He snapped his fingers and the world immediately went greyscale, the demon's soul glowing scarlet but seemingly threaded with black before blazing back a steady crimson. Sans gave a grin as he shook his left hand free of his pocket, tapping on his leg before looking at the windows again.
"it's a beautiful day outside," he hummed, eyes closed, "birds are singing, flowers are blooming…on days like this, kids like you…"
His eyes opened, pitch black as the four boxes flared to life behind the demon.
"should be burning in hell!" Sans snarled, his good eye burning teal as he immediately turned the demon's soul blue, slammed her down to the floor before tearing up the tile with a field of bones.
She shrieked as her bare skin hit the bones before she leaped upwards, expecting to fall back to earth, but Sans turned her soul back to red before hurling a maze at her, getting a shocked yelp as she dodged…
And crashed back to earth, her soul shattering into a bunch of little pieces as Karma took her life.
"heh, that was easy," Sans scoffed…right as the world flickered and he was back at his pillar, "huh? wait…no…that's not…"
He heard stomping down the hall and the human child reappeared before him…mad as a hornet.
"heya," he greeted, grinning savagely, "you look frustrated about something…guess i'm pretty good at my job,"
She stepped forwards, jabbing her knife in his direction. Boy did she look mad!
"do i need to say anything about the beautiful day it is?" he asked, getting a snarl from her, "alrighty then…"
He turned her soul blue, but the this time, she leaped high enough so that she didn't get hurt…only to get a little hurt as he threw the maze at her and then die once again as he summoned a blaster and shot her down.
No sooner than she'd hit the ground, Sans found himself once more in front of the child.
"great, it's like that nightmare again…" he shuddered, "kid, if you turn into a flower monstrosity i am out,"
"hmm…that expression…" he chuckled, getting what could only be described as an animal snarl from her, "that's the expression of someone who's died twice in a row. Suffice to say…you look really unsatisfied. Alright…how 'bout we make it a third!"
This time, she was ready, dodging through the maze that had nearly gotten her killed with the amount of LOVE she'd acquired…and getting singed by the blasters that he rained down on her…
But she lived. She freaking lived.
"huh, always wondered why people never used their strongest attack first," Sans smirked as the demon's scarlet eyes glared at him with a mixture of hatred and shock.
She gave a growl and lunged at him, the knife flashing through the air…and it hit nothing but air and blue light as Sans appeared just to the side of her swing. She stared at the area before her, then at Sans and back again.
"what?" he scoffed, "you think i'm just gonna stand there and take it?"
"i'm no undyne or paps, kid," he thought as he summoned another round of bones and turned the demon's soul blue.
She dodged and leaped, tripping a few times and Sans had to admit, he smiled as Karmic Retribution took hold on that wicked creature's health. She shook, hands on her knees to catch her breath before looking up at him with a sick grin on her face. She leaped forwards, slashing, only for Sans to teleport out of the way again.
"our reports showed a massive anomaly in the times pace continuum," he started, hurling another attack only for her to hiss in pain as the bones scratched at her skin, "timelines jumping left and right, stopping and starting..."
She swung at him again and Sans, once more, dodged.
"until, suddenly, everything ends," he finished as his eye burned in fury, "heheheheh, that's your fault isn't it?"
She glared heatedly at him as he summoned a pair of blasters and shot at her, shattering her soul again as once again, she appeared before him at full health, shaking in fury.
Sans gave a mocking hum as he tapped his jaw.
"hmm, that expression…that's the expression of someone who's died thrice in a row," he chuckled, "…hey, what comes after 'thrice' anyway?"
He raised his hand and she prepared to charge forwards.
"wanna help me find out?!" he snarled, sending another barrage at her.
She dodged and attacked him, but he dodged just like always.
"you don't know how this feels," he told her as she swung again, "knowing that one day, without any warning... it's all going to be reset,"
She lasted a bit longer, but like always, she died, this time pierced through and through with bones.
"hmm, that expression…that's the expression of someone who's died quice in a row," Sans frowned, tapping his jaw, "quice? frice? welp, won't have to use it again anyways,"
He summoned a blaster, shooting at her before dancing out of the way just as usual.
"look. i gave up trying to go back a long time ago," he told her, "and getting to the surface doesn't really appeal anymore, either. cause even if we do... we'll just end up right back here, without any memory of it, right? to be blunt... it makes it kind of hard to give it my all...or is that just a poor excuse for being lazy...? hell if i know,"
She shrieked, stabbing at him only to fall flat on her face. He bent over, grinning savagely as the souls burned within him.
"all i know is... seeing what comes next... i can't afford not to care anymore," he told her.
"Huh, never thought that, out of all the Underground, you would be the hardest to kill," she said, making Sans blink in shock.
"so you can speak," he chuckled, "guess you still are human…"
"Not so much," she grinned as she sat up, getting Sans to take a step back, "Oh, surprised I know your secret language? Come now, Sans…you would think that after all those years we spent together, I'd learn to at least translate your language,"
Sans frowned.
"we didn't even know each other…"
"'c'mon, chara, it'd be…humane…of you to let me continue,'" she mocked, her scarlet gaze blazing bright as the souls in Sans' chest turned to ice.
"chara…"
"In the flesh, or well…mostly," she grinned, "Frisk here has been kind enough to let me use her body to move around…"
"you possessed an innocent kid…" Sans growled, disgusted.
"Not the first time," Chara shrugged, flipping the knife in the air before catching it, "But that's not important…come on, Sans…show me what you really can do,"
"heheheh, you asked for this," Sans grinned, summoning a maze of bones around Chara and turning her stolen soul blue, making her dodge and leap until… "hey chara!"
"WHAT?" she snarled, whirling around…just to eat a blaster shot to the face and die.
"heh, sucker," he grinned, "i never really liked you anyway,"
She reappeared, charging forwards and dying, so many times…when she reached ten though, Sans had a little fun with her.
"hmmm…that expression," he told her, "that's the expression of someone who's died ten times in a row! hey, congrats! the big one-oh!"
He closed an eye, winking as her face turned ungodly red.
"let's invite all your friends over for a big shindig. we can have pie, and hot dogs, and..." he paused, "hmmm... wait. something's not right. oh yeah…"
He gave a wicked smile.
"you don't have any friends,"
"DIE!" she shrieked, attacking, dodging more and more.
Sans tapped into the souls for Determination, for energy to keep him going, he felt Papyrus' cunning even slip in there and come up with some wicked nasty mazes to throw at Chara.
"STAND! STILL! SO I CAN STAB YOU!" Chara yelled as she slashed at Sans, just for him to dodge out of the way.
She put her hands on her knees, panting heavily while Sans did much the same.
"ugh... that being said... you, uh, really like swinging that thing around, huh?" he asked,"...listen, frisk, right?"
"What are you doing?" Chara demanded, her grip on her knife tightening, "You can't reach her, I'm in control Sans! She's my puppet!"
"'m not talkin' to you, demon so shut it," Sans growled before his expression softened somewhat, "i know you didn't answer me before, but... somewhere in there. i can feel it. there's a glimmer of a good person inside of you. the memory of someone who once wanted to do the right thing,"
"how many resets have they done?" he thought, "i don't think i could remember if they even did…maybe at one time we were friends…god i sure hope so,"
"c'mon, buddy," he said aloud, getting a low growl from Chara, "do you remember me? please, if you're listening... let's forget all of this, ok? just lay down your weapon, and... well, my job will be a lot easier,"
He looked at his own fighting menu and reached for the far right, his fingers just barely brushing the 'mercy' option.
He looked up at Chara…who looked like she was going to be sick. She fell to her knees, the knife clattering from her grip…and she began to sob.
Sans warily took a step forwards, making Chara look up…
Only…Chara's eyes were red.
The child before him, this little human girl?
Her eyes were a bright blue-green that rivaled a robin's egg, almost the exact color of Sans' magic.
"frisk, right?" he asked gently, kneeling down as she burst into tears.
"I'm sorry," she sobbed, hugging her knees, "I'm s-s-s-so s-s-sorry, she made me…I k-k-killed all of them…those sweet monsters…I d-d-d-didn't mean t-t-t-too!"
She started hiccupping and smashed her little hand on the far right box, her 'mercy' option burning brilliant blue.
"you're sparing me?" Sans asked as Frisk sniffed, wiping her nose on her sleeve and nodding, "finally. buddy. pal. i know how hard it must be... to make that choice. to go back on everything you've worked up to. i want you to know... i won't let it go to waste,"
He opened up his arms
"... c'mere, pal,"
And Frisk nearly dived into his embrace. He shook slightly as he gently rubbed her back, easing her sobbing ever so slightly. He looked up at the ceiling, tears streaming from his own eyes.
"i…i'm sorry, kiddo," he whispered.
"Wh-What?" Frisk stammered…
Right as a sharp spear of bone pierced through her back. Frisk gave a shuddering gasp and looked up at Sans, betrayal clear on her little face and with a shudder, Sans forced the spear even deeper…
Until it pierced his own soul.
"the only…only way you can…fix this…" he grunted, oh God this hurt! "is to reset…and you can't...can't do that alive,"
He watched as Frisk's blue eyes flared red and Chara clawed at him, a furious snarl on her face.
"get…dunked on…chara…" he snarled, before speaking again, "…if we really were friends…you won't come back…"
Frisk's soul broke and Sans looked at his hands, watching as they cracked and splintered, as the world starting going dark…
And he stood in front of the pillar again, in front of a really ticked off Chara.
"whoa," he huffed, "you look really pissed off... heheheh... did i getcha? well, if you came back anyway... i guess that means we never really were friends, huh, chara?"
"I'm going to kill you this time, Comedian," Chara snarled.
"kill me?" Sans snorted, "chara, i think you might be the comedian here…that joke was hilarious!"
With an ungodly scream, Chara shot forwards, knife slashing and flashing in the dying light. Sans dodged out of the way, teleporting every so often and sending down a rain of bones and blaster shots as Chara dodged, getting scratched and poisoned by Karma.
"y'see, all this fighting is tiring me out," Sans panted as he and Chara came to a rest after a long while, "and if you keep pushing me…then i'll be forced to use my special attack,"
"Special Attack?" Chara snorted, "you?"
"yeah, my special attack, sound familiar?" he asked with a devilish grin, "well get ready, 'cause after the next move, i'm going to use it! so…if you don't want to see it, now would be a good time to die,"
"You're bluffing," Chara snapped, dashing forwards and slashing, "You don't have a special attack!"
"well, here goes nothing..." Sans growled, eye blazing with teal fire, "are you ready? survive this…"
He turned her soul blue.
"and i'll show you my special attack!" he grinned, slamming her into the floor, the ceiling, the walls, pulling up bones and wrecking the Judgement Hall even more with every passing second.
Halfway through, he released her soul and let her dodge through the bones spearing from the side before he turned her soul blue again and threw her down the hallway as a wall of bones speared from both floor and ceiling. She slid down the hall, Sans teleporting to keep up with her until hitting the end wall and pushing away as another wall of bones broke through the stonework. He summoned a ring of blasters around her and fired them at once. Chara dodged and rolled, rushing through the beams only to get caught by Sans and slammed against the ceiling, then the wall, then the other wall, then the floor repeatedly, his eye burning amber and teal as he did…until his rage burned out and he started faltering, his slamming slowing down until finally dropping Chara to the floor.
Chara grunted, getting up on a knee at 1HP. If they fought now…it was even, both at 1 before death.
"*huff*...*puff*...all right," Sans panted, "that's it. it's time for my special attack. are you ready?"
"If that…" Chara gasped, "Was normal…what in the world is your special attack?"
Sans gave a grin.
"here goes nothing," he told her.
Seconds passed and Chara still waited.
"Wha-," she started only to get cut off by Sans.
"yep. that's right. it's literally nothing. and it's not going to be anything, either," he grinned while Chara looked madder than a hornet as the implications got her, "heh heh heh... ya get it? i know i can't beat you. one of your turns...you're just gonna kill me. so, uh. i've decided... it's not gonna be your turn. ever. i'm just gonna keep having my turn until you give up. even if it means we have to stand here until the end of time. capiche?"
"YOU LITTLE…!" Chara shrieked only for Sans to cut her off again.
"you'll get bored here. if you haven't gotten bored already, i mean. and then, you'll finally quit. i know your type. you're, uh, very determined, aren't you? you'll never give up, even if there's, uh... absolutely NO benefit to persevering whatsoever. if i can make that clear. no matter what, you'll just keep going. not out of any desire for good or evil... but just because you think you can. and because you 'can'... you 'have to," he explained, "but now, you've reached the end. there is nothing left for you now,"
Chara gave this sound that reminded Sans of a furious cat, making him grin.
"so, uh, in my personal opinion... the most 'determined' thing you can do here? is to, uh, completely give up. and..." he yawned as his eyes fluttered shut, "do literally anything else,"
He heard the shuffling of feet and felt a wind coming at him. His eyes immediately flashed open and he dodged to the side.
"heh, didja really think you would be able…" he cut off as Chara shrieked in triumph and slashed again, cutting a deep scar into Sans' chest.
She gave a smirk.
"I told you I'd kill you this time," she purred before turning on her heel and walking towards the throne room.
"get back here…i ain't done with you yet!" Sans hissed, staggering forwards awkwardly as Chara dodged easily, "you dirty brother killer! i'm gonna…"
He gave a soft growl of pain, hunching over and falling to a knee as he trembled slightly.
"SANS…"
Sans looked up just to see Papyrus standing in front of him, smiling gently.
"THAT'S ENOUGH, YOU DID YOUR BEST,"
"p-pap…" he whispered, reaching out with a smile.
"y' did good, my lil' funny bone," came a familiar voice as a hand laid itself on his shoulder.
His head snapped up to see Kristen beside him.
"m-m-mama?" he stammered, tears streaming as Kristen helped him to his feet and hugged him.
"i'm so proud of you…" she whispered as Sans began to shake.
He looked up just to see Chara's smug grin and he frowned.
"…so…" Sans murmured, "guess that's it huh?...just…don't say i didn't warn you. welp…i'm going to grillby's,"
He started walking back, Kristen with her hand on his shoulder as Papyrus walked ahead. He stumbled and Papyrus caught him. Sans put his hand on his little brother's cheek, smiling.
"p-papyrus…do you…want anything?" he whispered, shaking.
And a blue hoodie and red scarf fell into a pile of silver dust…
In the lap of someone wearing a long, black lab coat.
Hmm...who could this be? You'll just have to find out! Also, speaking of Kristen here, if you guys want to see what she looks like, I've got a drawing on Deviantart of her and Paps...one of her, Paps and Sans is gonna be joining it soon enough. Also, one more chapter guys...then I get to go to happier times (finally...).
Chara can understand Wingdings, though she can't speak them, chalk it up to her pestering Gaster so much while in the Void waiting for Frisk.
Anyway, hope you liked it. If you did, please let me know!
Qui vállë tóquetë, ván tecë (If no review comes from y'all; no story comes from me)
Máriessë ar mára tecië
Farewell and fair writing
Elhini Prime signing off.
