Undersoul

Part 8

"W-wait what?" Frisk asked the small buttercup. "That's me. That's when I HAD a soul." Flowey cried. Frisk, being a sympathetic crier, cried too." She put the locket on. She wiped her eyes and walked out of the room. Papyrus was waiting for her.  She held his hand again and they walked downstairs. They walked down a looooooooong gray, dull hallway. They reached a hall. Papyrus stopped. "G-go in...." He stepped back. Frisk looked at him. "A-a-are you sure?" She asked him. He nodded. She walked in. She stopped at one point, near the middle of the hall. She saw a silhouette. Out of the shadows stepped out a skeleton. Then Frisk remembered everything. Something had happened to her timeline. It went from the normal timeline to this. "S-Sans!" She called out to her old friend. He looked way different. He turned her soul blue. She gasped. He threw his hand up. She was flung up to the ceiling. Frisk fell down, but landed safely. "S-set me down!" Flowey said. She took the pot out of the backpack and set it next to a pillar. The Judgement Hall was the same as it was. Only colder. Frisk ran up to Sans with the sword. She lunged at him. He dodged. She hit the floor. She started crying. "SANS!" She cried. This time, the skeleton hesitated, but turned her  soul blue again and shot her across the room. She lost a lot of health. She had one HP left. Flowey gasped.  He shot a bunch of white pellets. She looked betrayed, knowing they would kill her. They-hit her. She regained her health. "FRIENDLINESS PELLETS!" Frisk and Flowey both said at the same time. Frisk remembered something. She hit the button on her keychain. All magic vanished. Sans fell to his knees. She went to him. She got on her knees. "Sans......" She said to him. He looked at her. He then punched her. She lost all health. Flowey looked at his dead friend "FRISK!" Then, he heard a familiar voice. "Finally, she's dead."