Underswap|When She Cries [BOOK 4]

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You were awakened from a deep slumber by the noises that echoed through the womb of your mind. Noises?

"you . . . killed him?" A voice asked in utter disbelief.

"you killed . . . everyone?!" The voice raised its tone. In either anger, sadness or both.

"why," the voice asked—demanded, "you . . . dirty brother killer!" A shout erupted. Making a burst of light shine through the darkness of your mind. Waking you up to such a frightening sight.

A tall skeleton, left eye emitting an orange hue with tears rounding at the corner of his sockets. His left hand raised in the air as he pocketed the right in his red-orange hoodie pocket.

A terrifying-looking beasts suddenly surrounds the taller skeleton as the head shaped monsters glared at you. Something sparked inside you. Something that yelled MERCY. Then, you remembered. You knew this skeleton.

"P-Papyrus?" You called out cautiously, he flinched and grimace at your tone. At the name you called him, "W-What are you doing?" You helplessly asked.

"goodbye." He muttered through gritted teeth as he sent those things flying your way.

One by one it hit you right on the bullseye. And one by one left a drastic scar, but not good enough to kill you. Only to scar. To make you suffer like how he did. But you wouldn't know that. He wouldn't let you.

"Papyrus, what are you doing!?" You cried as you crawled away from him, "This . . . isn't funny anymore!" You cried out, "It hurts." You sniffled as you craned your neck to meet his hardened gaze. Only to soften once he saw how disoriented you looked.

The look of pure madness and destruction vanished a while back. Instead, it now held fear and devastation.

"H-Help!! HELP ME! PLEASE!" You desperately called as you crawled away from the taller skeleton. Leaving a trail of blood, your blood.

"ASGORE! UNDYNE! ALPHYS! SANS!!" His eyes widened at the names you reluctantly mentioned. Fists clenched, jaw set with his gaze sending daggers. "Anybody." You whispered.

"oh, ha ha," you shot your head to meet the skeleton's hateful stare, "you think you're so funny? calling for them. l-like . . . like everything was still the same."

"What are you talking about?"

"you. killed. everyone." He growled at you.

"W-What . . . n-no. I would never—"

"but that's what you told him, didn't you?" He spat angrily at you, you stared back at him in pure shock, "that's what you told my brother. that you wouldn't let anything hurt him. but you did. and what's worst is," he stopped, you found his gaze lost from yours. Then it dawned to you on where he was looking.

Above you.

You craned your neck to see something. And no. It wasn't the creatures the taller skeleton summoned but how much you wished it was.

Instead, it was something you wished you've never seen. You've never encountered.

You scolded your previous self for even following the skeleton's gaze. But it wasn't enough. It can no longer be unseen and that's the terrifying part.

“like what you see, paps?”

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Hey, hi.

Sup?

Yes, I know. Big surprise! I'm still alive.

And for a while, I've been thinking. No, no. It's not about ending the story.

It's, uhm . . . tell you at the last chapter okay?

See ya.