Where I Belong ~Undertale Story~

Chapter 6

~The fight~

Sans and I hadn't moved in a good minute. Oh, he was still pissed. We just haven't said anything. To the say the least, I'm terrified of him right now. Nothing has ever shaken me this much. Or ever. I guess I'm too open to new experiences. I open my mouth to break the silence, to apologize, but he beat me to the punch.

Sans: "Have you lost your fucking mind?!"
Me: "S-sans....I-I didn't mean-"
Sans: "Didn't mean what? To try to kill Undyne? To scare the living hell out of Papyrus? The Undyne thing I can deal with but when it comes to my little brother, I won't let that stand!!"
Me: "Sans I swear. I had no control over it. I lose control of my mind and powers sometimes. It's an uncontrollable twitch-"
Sans: "Then get a better grip on it!!"

Now I know he and I just met not too long ago, but I have never seen this side of him. And I don't like it either. He's yelling and it kind of reminds me of an angry father scolding his child for something they did wrong. I've never felt so overpowered. Memories flash across my mind. They lead to other memories and before I have even a chance to feel anything about it, he growls something.

"O U T S I D E....N O W!!"

He walks past me, carrying a dark aura along with him. I was panicking. What did he need me outside for? I was bordering on tears but kept them back, let out a heavy sigh, and followed him out the door hesitantly. Whatever he was about to do to me, I most definitely deserved.

We walked for a minute or two until we reached an deserted area. He turned to me, his mood and face unchanged. I stood a couple feet from him, rubbing my arm nervously and trembling. I didn't bother changing into my skeleton form. Whatever was about to happen, I needed to be myself for it, not someone or something else.

He started talking. When he did, my SOUL appeared on my shirt, except this time, it was blue.

Sans: "You know, I didn't really pin you as the threatening type. I know you talked about defending yourself in the past but the past doesn't mean anything to me. When we met and we started cracking jokes, you seemed really cool.....WHAT THE HELL MAKES YOU THINK YOU CAN GO OFF LIKE THAT JUST BECAUSE ONE LITTLE WORD WAS UTTERED?!"

I had no time to respond. He whipped his hand to the right and I flew into a tree with a hard thud and an earsplitting crack emitting from the tree. I fell to the ground, spitting a mouthful of blood into the pearly white snow, giving it some new color. I stood once more and faced him.

Me: "J-just l-let me e-explain-"
Sans: "I DON'T WANT TO HEAR YOUR EXCUSES!!!"

He raises me off the ground and throws me to the ground repeatedly. Another splatter of blood against the snow. I'm powerful for someone of my standing so I can take a lot of hits....from human attacks. But he's not human. He's much more powerful than any human could ever wish to be. The protective aura around him positively radiated, I could feel it from here. I struggle to get up this time. According to a meter to the left, I have 50/200 health left. Wow. He really did a number on me.

Heh. Even in a situation such as this, I'm still making jokes.

He raises me off the ground again and keeps me there a minute then throws me against a boulder. I slide to the ground. Almost unable to move.

Sans: "I guess I expected too much for you to be different....."
-=W H A T A S H A M E=-

~What a shame. Another disappointment. I expected as much from such a useless being. You are nothing like your mother. I should have seen that coming. Garbage.~

"STAY AWAY FROM ME!!!"

I screamed into the sky of the cave roof, tears streamingdown my face with such force, I'm unable to keep them away. Sans' blue flame has died out and he's looking at me with angry confusion. But his features soften when he saw the real emotional pain I was experiencing right now. That and my health bar.

1/200

I curl up into a ball with all the strength I can muster and hold the sides of my head, muttering denials to past insults. I'm surprised I can even cry, I'm so weak. I let out heart-wrenching sobs and waterfalls of tears pour from my eyes. I suddenly felt a presence in front of me. Sans sat in front of me, having no idea how to comfort me. But even if he tried his hardest, it wouldn't help. As much as I would want it to.

He reached a bony hand out to me but, as if it was instinct, I pushed him back, using my magic by accident, sending him flying a bit farther than I had intended. He doesn't reignite his raging flames, which I'm thankful for. I think he's too concerned about me to care about how angry he should feel or how he did feel leading up to this point.

Me: "n-n-no.....I-I didn't.....mean....I-I'm not.....oh god, someone end me."

He tries his attempts of comfort once more.

Sans: "arissa, talk to me buddy. let me help you."
Me: "You...c-can't help me.....w-with this. Y-you don't know.....w-what it's like in my mind."
Sans: "then help me understand. look I know i shouldn't have gotten that heated. i'm sorry bout th-"
Me: "No...d-don't a-apologize. You were just caring a-about your brother.....s-something I-I would know n-nothing about."

His eye flashes blue again but not with anger. With concern and worry. He's about to ask me what I mean by that but I stop him.

Me: "I haven't been completely honest with you. About my past. I'll clear it up when we get back to the house."

I make an attempt to stand but fall again, coughing up some blood. He takes my arm and wraps it around his neck, supporting me so I can walk.

We make the trek back to the house and once there, he sets me on the couch. He asks if I need anything but I say no. I use whatever strength I have left to heal my self as much as possible. I almost pass out from all the magic I'm using but somehow stay awake long enough to fully restore my health.

I'm breathing heavily and am almost completely still. I'm shaking and sweat is dripping from my forehead. Sans has been sitting next to me the entire time making sure I didn't hurt myself during the healing process. That would have been ironic wouldn't it?

I rested for a little bit. Sans was nice enough to provide me with a pillow and blanket. While I rested, Sans went to talk to Papyrus. Apparently after that little fiasco, he had barricaded himself in his room. Sans was talking to him through the door, trying to calm him enough to open it.

While I rested, I fell into the darkness of my mind. Well at least I thought it was my mind. When I dream, I always have lucid dreams, you know ones I can control. It was different this time. I walked for a while until I came to a grey door. I was hesitant but I turned the knob and entered this.....house? At least that's what it looked like.

Standing at a nearby monitor, was a dark being with a white skull. Another skeleton? I didn't want to alarm him so I made my way quietly over to him. I reached out to tap on him, to get his attention but his body didn't feel like a solid mass. It felt....well I can't really place it. It didn't have a feeling but it did, if that makes any sense.

Well it got his attention. He turned to me and gave a small smile. He spoke but it sounded broken.

???: "H E L L O,   A R I S S A. . .W E L C O M E    T O   T H E   V O I D."