**COMPLETED**Finding Family(Underfell AU)

Samples

Hello, It's me, Temoamelia. I hope you are liking the story so far. If you have any suggestions to make it better, let me know, I want to make the story better and more enjoyable to read. Anyways, I just wanted to give a little warning. Nothing in this chapter is too bad, but if you are uncomfortable with some blood and other stuff like that, just be warned. Sorry, I'll just get to the story. Hope you enjoy!!

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"What I need now, is to take some samples. I want to see how the DETERMINATION is affecting your body, if it is at all. It will affect my calculations greatly."

She walked into a smaller room and pulled out a cart filled with various instruments and tools. 

"I'm going to have take all kinds of samples. Most will be small, don't worry. And I'll make sure you'll still be alive. All the injuries you might sustain from this will hurt quite badly, but once I'm done it should be too bad. All injuries will heal. It's the kind of tools I use. If I didn't use these...well, let's just say I might be a little more gentle with you. I still want to to be able to move."

Frisk didn't move and tried to look unaffected, but she was screaming inside. Things had turned upside down. What was happened seemed surreal, like she could pinch herself and find herself back in Snowdin, waking up to go to Grillby's with Sans again. She felt like she could just peel back this reality and crawl back to life.

Alphys put a shot in her arm. Frisk struggled and then she felt a heavy weight pressing them down. It felt like Alphys had injected lead into her body. Even her head slowly leaned back onto the back of the chair. She tried to move her head to see what Alphys was doing, but it wouldn't work. She had to look out of the corner of her eye. 

"What are you doing?' Frisk tried to ask. Her lips moved slightly, but nothing happened. Slowly her body was turning to mush. She tried to struggle, but the heaviness weighed on her whole body, until she was completely immobilized, besides her eyes that were darting wherever they could. 

Alphys took out a weird looking blade and a tray of sample tubes. (At least that's what Frisk assumed they were)

"A sample here.." Alphys said cheerily. She cut a piece of skin from Frisk's leg. Frisk felt warm liquid running down her leg. 

"And another one here.." Alphys continued. She shaved another piece of skin from Frisk's cheek. Blood rolled down her face and into her mouth. Frisk choked and coughed on the warm metallic taste of blood. 

"Just one more to go," said Alphys. "Sorry, but this one is going to be the worst one. Sit tight while I get it ready."

Alphys took her samples and brought them back over to the cart. Then she got another small contraption from one of the shelves. It looked like a headrest with little arms on the side. It was not cute. The arms had little hands that looked like clamps on the end of them. There were two arms on the left side and two on the right. They were small, spindly arms and tiny little clamps. They were obviously used for something small or delicate.  Alphys brought it over to Frisk and put it under her head. It was made of metal that dug into the back of Frisk's head. Frisk tried to shift to a more comfortable position, but of course, her body would not respond.

Alphys then took the clamp arm on the left side of Frisk. Then Alphys took Frisk's left eye and held it open wide. She put one of the clamps on Frisk's upper eyelid and one on her lower eyelid, to keep them wide open. 

Frisk's heart was pounding. She wanted to cry. She knew what was going to happen, and she felt like peeing her pants. If she had control of her body, she probably would have.

"P-plea..se.." she begged Alphys. Her tongue felt heavy and too big for her mouth. 

Alphys shook her head. "Sorry human," she said. "But I don't really care. You wanted to get us out of here. Well, this is how you'll help."

Alphys took a small bottle from her pocket. It was filled with a clear liquid.

"Look to the side if you want this to be over with quicker," she said. "I don't want to get the brown part of your eye. It's useless. I just need a sample of the white."

Frisk looked to the right. Her eye was starting to burn already from not blinking for so long. She was so scared. Her right eye was squeezed shut. She didn't want to see, but that couldn't be helped. 

Alphys dripped a little of the liquid onto Frisk's eye. The burning started to fade away, replaced by a numb feeling. Frisk didn't dare look away in case Alphys was about to make the cut.

"Don't be surprised when you feel pain," said Alphys. "That liquid didn't make it numb and feel painless. It just made it so you can't move your eye when I start cutting."

The scientist walked back to the cart one more time, and came back with a small tool. IT was metal and shaped like a pencil, but the tip was jagged and circular. The circular part of the tip was about the size of a chocolate chip. 

"Here we go," Alphys said, more to herself than to Frisk. She seemed to be more nervous than she was letting on. 

Frisk wanted to cry as she saw the tool come closer and closer to her eye. Then she felt a sting on the side of her eye, and half of her vision in her left eye started to go red.  Frisk squeezed closed her other eye and tried to think of something else, to imagine herself somewhere else. The vision on the left side of her face was pretty much gone, swallowed up by red. It was just a blur of color. 

Finally, Alphys pulled away. Frisk opened her right eye and saw Alphys putting on more small bottle on the cart. Then she walked out of the room, leaving Frisk behind without saying a word. 

What if I'm blind in that eye forever? thought Frisk. What will I do? Is it even still there? It has to be, she thought. I would know if it wasn't. I can still feel it. Frisk closed her eyes. How could this be happening. This couldn't be real life. This kind of thing didn't happen in real life, even if you were in a world trapped underground that was filled with monsters. It still just didn't happen. 

Frisk opened her eye at the sound of footsteps. She saw Sans walk into the room and head for her. She tried to raise her head to talk to him, but the shot Alphys had given still hadn't worn off, and she still couldn't move. 

Frisk heard Sans whisper, "Oh Sweetheart, I'm sorry," as he undid her restraints. Then he carefully picked her up and started to carry her out of the room. Frisk was limp in his arms. 

"Hel..p....me...." she tried to whisper to him. "L...et..s...esca..pe" If Sans heard her, he didn't say anything. He just carried her back down the hallway to the room where she was before. When Sans opened the door, she heard Flowey bolt towards the door.

"Frisk!" he yelled. "What did you do to her!?" he screamed at Sans. "How could you let them do that!? get away! Let me have Frisk and just go! Run back to your old pal Alphys, I'm sure she'll have more plans on how you can back stab your friends!"

Frisk felt Sans tense under her and then she felt a vine slip under her body and gently lift her into the air and then onto the floor.

She heard the door close and all the light left the room again. She heard the fading footsteps of Sans disappearing down the hall. 

"Are you okay Frisk?" asked Flowey gently. "God, what did they do to you?"

"Flo...wey.." she said. Heaviness started to push down her eyelids. "So..tired.....gon..na....sleep."

Frisk faded into calm.