Dust woke up next to laying in a bed that felt so similar to his own... yet it wasn't his. He tried to sit up, but his head spun so he just layed there. Only then did he realize that all of his bloodied clothes were gone and his ribs were bandaged up. Dust looked around the room, from where he layed, for anything he could use as a weapon for backup even though he had his magic.
Just as the targeted weapon was found, the door to the room flew open and the shadowed figure stood at the entry way. Dust's eyes widened as the shadowed figure walked into the light. It looked just like a copy of him... but only how he used to look. The Sans copy set the clothes he was holding down on the bed. "I cleaned your clothes and bandaged you up. Got a name?" It said.
Dust blinked his eyes coming back from mentally freaking out in his mind. "Its Sans. Sans the Skeleton." He said. The Sans copy got a totally confused look on his face. "But... I'm Sans..." He said. Dust thought for a second before speaking. "Oh... well... You can just call me Dust then." He said.
Sans nodded as he moved closer to Dust getting a good look at him. "Can you move or at least sit up?" He said. Dust watched Sans get closer to him and wondered just why he hadn't killed him yet. He tried to sit up but failed very badly. "Not yet I don't think." He said. Sans held out both of his hands. "Here... Let me help you... I need you to at least put your clothes back on." He said.
Dust took Sans' hands and was finally able to sit up. He quickly got his clothes back on. "Thanks..." He said pulling his hood over his head real quick. Sans nodded and sat down at the foot of the bed away from Dust. "So... Why are you here?" He said.
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A Murderer's Tale
FanfictionDust Sans fails to defeat Chara and ends up in a different AU that quickly gets into chaos... Its be killed or DIE! Its all about the LV...... right?
