Not a single breath of wind, blows through the pitch black void... Not a living creature, in the deep, dark void... One entity, in the endless abyss... called the void...
The empty sky, looked grim for the man who speaks in his skeleton hands. The ground was desolate, and endless. He could only speak with his hands, for there is no air to carry his own voice; he may even have forgotten his own voice, but will never, forget the voice of his two sons...
With his hands, he could communicate, and you may ask; Who, may this man speak with? None, he can not communicate with anyone, as an entity in the void, he exists, only to exist, and for no other reason. All this man could ever do is observe, and see, the existence world, the world of reality, for this however made the man long for freedom more.
He has a soul, yes, a very broken soul, one shattered beyond dust, but more than atoms. The man was lonely, forever alone in his boundless home of darkness. Not a single sunrise, not a single second ticked by. Nothing ever happened in the void, except the man.
To pose a question, what if something were to happen in the void? The impossibility of it, was remarkable, and improbable at the same time. For the chance of something in the void to happen, other than the man, was so little, it would take a life once taken, to be reborn anew...
(why am i so lonely...this world, this existence, is meaningless...) the man spoke with his hands.
(oh, i long to see the sky once more, even so...as much sun as there would be to see, underground there would be none...)
Just then, a spark shone, and nearly fizzled out the moment, it entered the void, yet lingered. Almost like it refused to leave.
(wha what is that? there can not be anything here!?)
The spark shone as bright as a firefly, a four pointed star, the sign, of DETERMINATION. The man inspected the star, it existed on a plane not of his own. He leaned in to the star, gazing at it, it grew translucent, and through the star, what the man could see, was unbelievable.
(the world, the sky, everything! how? this is...impossible. however, this maybe, my ticket home...)
The world, contained in the tiny star, shone that of two humans, and monsters. It was located in a laboratory, he could see the monsters, he recognized one as a grown adult from the last time he had seen her, the girl had always taken an interest in the mans work when he was alive. But always preferred watching human television. The humans, he only recognized from his observations on the existence world, and could tell they would be able to help.
The man now spoke, in the endless void, a call for help, a call for need, a call for hope.
He knew of one possible entrance, one possible chance...
(Frisk, i need your help, you are my only chance! go to waterfall, and find the hidden passage! bring sans!)
The man observed through the star more, nothing happened, they didn't hear him, they couldn't, even with his hands, he could not do a thing more.
The man, was perhaps, missing something, something important, one thing that was important to this situation. Time.
Christmas Day.
Out of the air, came a swirling of symbols, those from a place where nothing is from, and nothing can go. They found a paper, abandoned from its place, and attached themselves onto it, like pieces of a puzzle, they found their way...
Back to present day.
Frisk POV
"Hey Chara what'cha doin?" I asked Chara.
"Oh, not much, just looking at the E-mails we get sent from people about saving the world twice..."
"Oh, OK..."
I looked up around our surroundings, the sun was out, and we were inside because it was too hot. In our room Chara was on our bed staring at the laptop, and I was sitting on the edge watching them cycle through the E-mails. I turned my head to inspect our room, our many handheld game consoles sat on a table to the right of the bed, and across from the bed was our cabinet full of clothes, next to that was a shelf full of nick nacks.
Looking at the shelf more carefully, I spotted something that I forgot about for a while. I stood up and walked over to the shelf to grab it, It was a letter, the one from Christmas.
I unfolded the paper and saw the strange symbols, why had I kept this paper? Did it have some meaning? I looked at it and stood their for a while, Chara took notice. "Frisk? You OK? you've been standing there for a while."
"Uh, Oh, right, Chara can you come take a look at this?"
They hopped off of the bed, and looked at the paper I was holding. "Frisk... When and Where did you get this letter...?"
"I got it during Christmas, can you read it?"
"I... I... Almost, I can make out some of it, but that is not what is important, I recognize the writing from when I was in the underground, and there is one part I can make out for sure," Chara said grabbing a pencil and underling four symbols, "SANS."
I looked them in the eyes, and we ran across the street to the Skeletons house, "Sans? are you here? I said as I pushed open the door."
There was a knocking sound behind us and we turned around quickly, "Knock knock?"
"Ugh not now Sans..." Chara said tired of his constant jokes.
I however appreciate his humor and continued. "Who's there?"
"Iva"
"Iva Who?"
"iv'e a sore hand from knocking."
I cracked up and Chara sighed. "Can we get on with this?"
I stopped my laughing despite wanting to continue. "Right, Sans, We found this letter, and we think it has your name on it?"
"Oh? Does it? I don't really care about mail so you can keep it" he said walking past us and flopping onto the couch/
"But Sans, we wouldn't have brought it to you if it was just mail! You need to see it!"
"mhm, Kid your really working me down to the bone today aren'tcha? Bring it here." he said waving his hand in the air trying to be as lazy as possible.
I walked over and handed him the letter. He unfolded it and saw the text it was in, his eye sockets grew wide and his eye flashed a quick blue flame. "Kids, better be ready to go back to MT. Ebbot!" he jumped off of the couch in a flash and knelled in front of it to grab something from beneath the sofa.
"I was hoping I would never have to wear these again..." He pulled out a shoe box with running shoes inside, he replaced his slippers with them. As soon as he got them on and tied. He dashed in between the two of us and grabbed our hands and pulled us along.
Papyrus was out front and just finished mowing the lawn. "AH BACK ALREADY HUMANS? OH? YOU TO SANS?"
"Papy, Can I borrow your car?"
"OH SURE I DON'T SEE WHY NOT? AND WHEN DID YOU LEARN HOW TO DRIVE?"
We were in the car at this point and put on our seat belts. "I didn't"
He pushed his foot forward and was able to steer the car onto the road where he then pushed it to the max, "I need high speed for this shortcut" Mt. Ebbot, is a long way away."
"Sans be careful! What are you doing!?" We were headed right for a house at the end of the street.
"Just hold on!"
A blue light started to surround the car, and soon we were blinded by it momentarily, as we came to a stop in a forest just barely missing some trees. "Well, that worked better than I had hoped."
"What were you hoping for then!?" Chara yelled because their ears were ringing.
"That we would survive the crash and be able to continue."
We looked at where we are, ahead of us was the foot of Mt. Ebbot. I turned around to the sports car, It was no longer the red paint it was before... It was dyed a purple color, assuming it was because of the blue light being emitted from Sans' magic, blended with the car's red coloring.
"Oh... Papy is not going to like the color... Oh well, Frisk Chara, lets keep going we still have a ways to go!" he said pointing to the mountain.
After catching our breaths from the shortcut we continued ahead, running actually. "Ive never seen Sans run before!"
"Me either! And he is running ahead of us too! At breakneck speeds!"
We reached the point where the barrier once was, and continued, through a hidden elevator shaft that took us right to waterfall, between Nabstablook and MTT's old houses.
We stepped out and continued forward.
We reached a point where sans slowed and stopped, he had not even broken a sweat and was looking around with a stern look. "It has to be here somewhere..."
He walked to the west of the room to Undyne's old house, now burnt down. Behind it was an opening, stepping through took us to a hidden hallway.
The floor turned gray, and so did the walls. Soon we reached a point, where there was just a door. A gray door that stood in front of us.
Sans looked to the door and approached it with caution in his breath. He reached out a hand and grabbed the knob turning it with a pull. Inside, was black, and darkness for miles. Except for a figure that stood at the door, A skeleton man, much like Sans and Papyrus, he had two long cracks in the skull that ran up and down his head. He looked to wear a black lab coat with a white undershirt, but it did not look normal, and almost seemed as if it were not solid clothing.
Sans looked up, "G- G- Ga- Gaster...Dad..."
The man looked down at Sans, and gave a thin smile...