Pushed to the Brink. DUSTTALE Fanfic

Here We Are Again

It's the 327th genocide run. 

Frisk walks down the corridor, with Chara's knife in hand.

Each footstep they take leads a trail of dust from each monster they slaughtered. 

This is it. They were about to beat Sans for the 327th time. 

Frisk comes to a halt as Sans teleports into view. 

"you know what? I'm not even gonna bother saying it." Sans eye sockets go black. 

"A f t e r  a l l .  A   d e m o n i c   c r e a t u r e   l i k e   y o u   w o u l d n ' t   c h a n g e   a n y w a y ."

The fight begins. 

Sans bones start coming at a fast speed towards Frisk. 

Frisk dodges each bone with ease. 

Sans summons gaster blasters from all different directions, and again, Frisk dodges them all. 

Frisk has been through this fight so many times now, that they memorized each and every one of Sans' attacks. 

Sans tried and tried to beat this genocidal maniac, but it was pointless. 

And he could only dodge so many times. 

Despite all the hard effort Sans put into the fight, he started to think for a moment. 

Why am I even trying anymore? They're never gonna stop. 

That moment where Sans let his guard down, Frisk took this opportunity to get the job done. 

                    -SLASH- 99999999999

Sans fell to the ground and stared at the slash in his chest. 

He closed his eyes. Defeated. Again. I don't think this anomaly will ever be happy, will they? 

Sans held onto his chest and stood up. 

"well kid, it looks like you beat me again. are you satisfied?"

Frisk just stared at him with a malicious grin on their face

Sans started to limp away as Frisk walked past him with their bloodstained knife in hand. 

Tears started falling down Sans's face as he started to collapse on the floor. 

I failed to avenge you, again.. Papyrus. 

...

Suddenly a burning rage started to build up in Sans' body. 

No. NO! I CAN'T LET THIS BRAT TAKE OVER OUR WORLD.

Sans attempted to get up, despite being badly hurt. He started to limp towards the exit way of the corridor. 

He very faintly heard Flowey's scream. 

Sans limped all the way to the throne room, but hid outside the entrance way. 

He could hear someone else talking to Frisk. 

Sans peeked in the throne room and saw another child with the same malicious grin on their face as he saw on Frisk's. 

"Hah! Took you long enough." Chara grinned at Frisk. "It's pretty fun toying with everyone's lives like that, huh? To have a power like yours to manipulate timelines."

Frisk just nodded to Chara, with no emotion in their face.  

"How about we do one more run where I have control over your body, before we erase this world forever." 

Frisk was hesitant for a moment. "You better not get me killed." 

Chara just grinned widely at Frisk. "As if you did any better all those runs ago!" 

Chara stood closer to Frisk. "If I have control over you from the start, we'll be unstoppable." 

"No one will be able to evacuate! Think of how much LV we'll get!" 

Sans turned away from the throne room and clutched his breaking soul. 

No. That's not gonna happen. You're never gonna get all of the LV you most desperately want. 

Sans legs already turned to dust. 

No one ever believed me about the resets. So it won't matter what happens next. 

I need to get stronger. 

Maybe.. if I get enough LV, I'll be able to access to reset button. 

And I'll MAKE SURE that kid doesn't succeed. 

Sans chest started to turn to dust. 

I'm coming for you Frisk. You'll never hurt anyone anymore. 

Sans whole body now turned to dust.