How to Fix the Broken

Chapter 58: He Couldn't Breathe

Insanity screammed a soul wrenching sob that made the whole of snowndin forest silent.

He screamed himself raw, and kept sobbing. To the point were he couldn't breathe. He didn't care if he was being watched by othermonsters. Little blasters just popped in their faces and gave them a face full of magic. He ignored the rush of Execution Points and LoVe with each monster he killed. He just sobbed to himself, tightly cluching Killers stained sweater to his body, the red paint long gone and evaporated.

When he finally wiped his tears he realized they were not clear of even slightly tinged in the color of his magic, no, they were black. The same shade as Killers. 

He felt another rush of grief. He was more like his mother than they had originally thought. He sobbed again, brushing away the black tears that churned in his vision.

"my- well you certainly aren't human." 

Insanity jumped at the rough voice. He didnt know how she got through his magics defences with out alarming him but she did. she was missing and eye and her once boastful smirk was a sadistic grin. Long fallen was the royal guard she once had been, now stood before him was an evil greedy queen.

"you look quite familiar though, much like a certain skeleton I have a score to settle with." she crouched before him In her armor, a clear ill intent radiating off of her. "I am Queen Undyne the Undying. And, you are in my turf which means you will listen to my every command, got it brat?" He quickly nodded, her glowing spear terrifying him more. 

Something buzzed.

this played a few times through before Insanity realized it came from his mothers phone. He hastily pulled it from the pocket, a familiar photo on screen with a single letter. He saw Undyne move in the corner of his vision, and quickly swiped the call through. "Papa!" Insanity cried as the phone was ripped from him.

"Sans i know its you, i have a child and a pile of dust, if you dont want a second pile you better get your ass out here." she growled. 

the young child could almost see the slight coloration all skeletons have drain from his papas face. He quickly stored what he could of the dust in the hood, sinching it closed and tying the drawstring around it to keep it secure.

"WHA-" the line was cut off and Insanity was pulled to his feet. He didnt even try to wipe the tears any more as he quickly tied the sweater around his waist. He was picked up, and the was phone dropped, being wisked away from the bridge in the direction of town.

Horror dropped to phone in, well, horror. 

a pile of dust and his child.

He had called Killer and Insanity had answered.... 

The pile of dust.

Indigo tears flooded his eyes as he rushed from the kitchen.

 Aliza was hot on his heals as he barreled into the living room."Dust he have to go, Undynes got Insanity." he pushed to thought of Killer from his mind, he couldnt breathe. 

If anyone had thought his worse nightmare was Aliza learning the truth they were horribly mistaken. That might have been his best compared to his worse.

"What about Killz?! He went after Insanity!" Dusts face quickly went from a chill face as he played games on his phone to shock then what looked like a mix between terror and guilt.

Horror winced and shook his head, refusing to think about it.

Killer was NOT dead.

Paprika had his own look of horror and worry,he may no longer wear his battle body but he tried to have the same confidence he used to. Frisks normally emotionless face had an odd twist of self righteousness and slight worry. 

Horror took a dash for the stairs, Dust, Paprika, and Aliza right after him. Along with a singular eyed flower that was wrapped around Aliza's waist like a belt.Horror didnt try to shortcut, knowing it wouldnt work till they left the ruins. 

He pushed the door open with ease, not even shortcutting as he saw the black clothing In the snow. He felt his soul sink to his feet as he slowly halted in front of the scene.

He couldn't breathe. 

There were small puddles of melted snow, a splatter here, splatter there, tinged a solid red that blood couldnt make.

Paint.

But what caused his inability to breath was the clothing. 

A black turtle neck, white shorts with blackstripes, and black combat boots. All filled witha layer of dust.

Killer's sweater was nowhere to be found. 

Horror took a shaky breath, willing himself to not cry till he got Insanity back. 

He couldn't breathe. 

He made a choked noise. something between a sob, a cry, and a growl.

Killer was gone.

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He Couldn't Breathe

Love conquers... 

Nothing. 

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Guys!😫😭😭😭

I was listening to "nothings new" while I was editing this. And that part where it just repeats "Nothings new" over and over again sounding more and more upset and desperate, I was fixing the part where Horror came across the scene of Killer's death! 😭😭😭