Child of my Killer

Seeing Old Friends

I was running. Running past those I've killed. A symphony of their screams rang loud. I tried to block it out, I tried to run fast as not to see what I've done. The monster I've become. But I can't outrun it. There's never any outrunning it. I wanted to scream myself, but I couldn't. I slammed into someone and fell back. They turned around. At first I thought it was father, but it wasn't. I was staring at myself. The other me grinned. "Glad you could join the party, IT'S TO DIE FOR!" Then he killed me.

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I covered my mouth to muffle the scream. It's only been a week since I started the job, a week since I started murdering others. A week since I met them. They.. were called the Star Sanses, and their scents were very familiar. When they showed up the first time I wanted to run to them, hug them, and apologize over and over. I still don't know why. At the same time, I wanted to run away and hide. Never let them see what I've done.. Nightmare didn't want me involved with them yet, so when they did show up, I was sent home. I took a few shaky breaths. "It's ok.. everything will be ok.."

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I miss dreaming about the memories of my past life. I miss the scent dreams of the Papyrus that wasn't uncle. I was 16 now and polishing my hatchet. "the star sanses are the strongest foe he will face. i've been cooperative with you thus far, due to his young age, but he will face them if they come today, horror." I listened in on the conversation. "yes nightmare, thank you for waiting this long.."
"the boy is no good to me dead. i only agreed, because he had no lv to speak of back then." Nightmare hissed in reply. So I had to face them today, hm? Couldn't say I was looking forward to that. "i-it-s r-rea-ady." I got up from my position and closed my sockets a moment, mentally preparing myself. I still didn't wanna. I opened my sockets and headed to the portal. But I had to. "It's just a job." I reminded myself, as I always did.

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I was surrounded by the canine guard. I'd just stepped out of Grillby's, coated in dust. Steam from the elemental was pouring into the snowy air. "You really don't want to do this. I'm an experienced dog hunter." I warned. Lesser Dog lunged forward. It was a matter of timing. I jumped up as he thought he was going to get me, decapitating him. Greater howled, seeing Lesser turn to dust. I summoned a blaster on him. Doggo, Dogamy, and Dogaressa were all speared through by bones. By the time I landed, they were all dead. "I'd warned you.." I felt tired. "Time to clear out the homes.." Snowdin was my section. Killer and Dust cleared Waterfall. Father cleared Hotland. Error cleared New Home and Nightmare cleared the Castle. That's how it went now. I knocked on the first door with my hatchet.

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I finished in the last house and stepped out. The blood was almost overwhelming, but I still caught the scent and leapt away. It was a good scent, field's of wild flowers on a hot summer day. I turned to face my opponent. A yellow clad Sans with a bow. A magic arrow stuck out of the ground where I had been standing. "b-blueberry..?" I tilted my head. That name.. it resonated within my soul. It.. it hurt. I didn't want to hurt. I ran towards the Sans, only to catch another scent. 'He was downwind?!' Paint splattered on me like blood and I found myself restrained. "W-what!?"
"he sure does look like blueberry.." the one that smelled like ink said. "but.. we brought his dust to carrot. he's dead." Flower scent replied sadly. I struggled against the paint chains. Was this the power of the Star Sanses?! I looked desperately to flower scent and ink scent. I was scared. Were they going to kill me? Better question. Was Nightmare going to kill me for getting captured?

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"You have to let me go." They looked to me. "why's that?"
"He'll kill me I'd you don't." I replied, trying to keep the fear out of my voice. I didn't want to hurt these guys if I didn't have too. I simply wanted to chase him off before, if they just left, everything would be ok. Ish. "who? nightmare?" Ink scent asked. I nodded. "he sounds like a kid.. how old are you?" Flower scent asked. "Uh.. 16." They exchanged looks. "what's your name?"
"Bitter.. Bitterberry the Skeleton, son of Horror the Skeleton." They both tensed. "horror has a son?" The ink scent pulled me up. "W-what now?"
"we're taking you with us, bitter."
"I can't.."
"he can't hurt you if your with us." What did I really have to lose? This job sucked, my father was scary, and I might not die. "Ok.." I agreed reluctantly. I was leaving with our enemy, after all.