Torn

𝘌𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵

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❝𝘿𝙚𝙫𝙤𝙩𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨𝙚𝙡𝙛 𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙚.❞

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          Dear god, you haven't ever fought for your life so hard. The stranger turned out to be another fucking skeleton copy and to be quiet frank, you were getting very irritated by the amount of clones you happened to be bumping into. The skeletons eyes were oozing a black liquid constantly, and it was very unsettling how they didn't seem to have any sort of pupil, just an abyss of darkness.

Your fans clashed against the skeletons knife as he kept swiping it at you, every other second you would switch which fan was blocking the attack after one hand got tired from the harsh blows of the skeleton. You were breathless, fighting as if your life depended on it, well it did, but the skeleton didn't even break a damn sweat.

"Wow," He drug out the vowel, "I can't believe this was the thing Error was hiding from all of us! Pathetic, your fighting is weak. If I hadn't known better I would have just assumed you were a random human." You growled, throwing your one of your fans at the skeleton and the strings connecting the two stretched as it ran after him. The fans sharp edge cut the cheek bone of him before retreating back to your hands. He brought a hand up, poking his wound and hissed a little before smiling. "Oh, well now this is getting interesting!" Your wound you made on him seemed to please him in a way, but in the wrong way.

The skeleton flung himself on you, you only avoided this attack barely by using your forearm to push the knifed hand out of the way. The skeleton was more aggressive now, which scared you a little as he kept recovering and throwing himself onto you, only to be scared up by your fans every single time.

"Yes, yes! Just like that! Hit me, hit me!" He semi-praised you as his attacks got stronger, your arms weakening. "Come on! I know you've got it!" He landed a blow to your chest, causing you to fling backwards and having your back collide with the cobblestone wall. You screamed when it hit, and you fell down to the ground in a heap, twitching as you got back on all fours. You grabbed your metals fans before standing back up, flinging your self back at the skeleton, he seemed to like that. "Haha! Finally, a human that never gives up, never runs tired! I'm going to have so much fun with you, yes I will!" He spoke to you as if you were a dog.

His movement faltered as he tried to adjust his movements to stab you in the side. You quickly spun on your heel, throwing the fan onto the skeleton and let it wrap itself around him. Eventually, you commanded for the string to tighten around him, to which it followed. You were now standing above him, huffing heavily as your chest rose up and down at a harsh pace. The skeleton could only grin up at you before sighing happily.

"I did enjoy playing with you, I really did. But I only did this so that I could drive enough emotions out of you. Our time together seems to be up, now it is time to meet the boss, hm?" You could only glare at the skeleton as the strings tighten around him once more, making him groan and squint an eye socket. "Geeze, ask me a name first! Killer it is, but I doubt you'd care." He rolled his invisible pupils at you before looking at something behind you, smirking in obvious amusement.

In one swift moment something... slimey was wrapped around you waist, pulling you upwards and into the air and causing you to let go of your fans. You tried to reach out for them, but alas you were a little to slow on the reaction, now dangling in the air with a black tentacle around you.

You were now kicking your legs in the air, trying to loosen the grip the tentacle had on you, it worked for a moment, but only for it to tighten against you once more. You screamed in pain and closed your eyes before slightly parting one to see what was in front of you, and wouldn't you have guessed it, another Sans!