Under Water [completed]

XXXIII

After a few minutes of sitting in the cold, the snow still falling, we got up and continued walking. We were silent: listening to the wind generated rustling of the leaves, the silent but sound noise of the snow falling and hitting the other flakes. 

"Am I the only one who's a bit scared? Even though we just talked about how ridiculous it is?" 

I shook my head, "It is scary. And it is ridiculous; but we can't really control our emotions, honestly." 

He nodded, agreeing with me. 

The familiar stretch of land where Papyrus had confronted me came into view, making my stomach jump. 

It will still foggy, somehow. 

"How is it still foggy--" 

A blast launched itself towards Sans and I, making us jump out of its way. Nightmare emerged from the fog seconds later, a sickly grin on his face. 

"Nightmare?" I questioned, scrambling to my feet. 

"Great to see you again, Frisk. But, I've been having some troubles gaining power over the timelines and this Multiverse, because of you and your kind." 

I backed away, glancing over to Sans, who was up and eye a light. 

"I don't mean to, so if you want power you could probably--" 

"Reason? No, because you and your kind always wants to protect everyone, do everything for the good. It's pathetic really, that you think I'd reason with the good guy. The villain never reasons, Frisk. But now, the bad guy is going to win."

I gasped as he sent another wave of attacks, all of them hitting me. I hadn't had time to react. Falling to my knees, I grasped my chest; the place most of them had hit. 

Nightmare laughed as he ripped a portal into space, leaping through to cause more ruckus. 

"S-Sans..." I called, starting to fall forward. 

But he always already there, leaning back into his arms. 

"Frisk... Frisk please, please don't go. Please... We are so close. We are so, so close. Don't leave me, please. I need you, this timeline needs you. Please, please don't go..." 

I smiled at him, feeling tears already running down my face, "I can't help it, Sans." 

He squeezed his eyes shut as tears started streaming down even more. 

Then he opened them, "Does... Does it hurt?" 

I shook my head, "No. It feels like floating, actually. It almost tickles." 

He laughed a little, still holding me close. 

"Are you ready to die?" 

I shook my head once again, "No. But I don't think anyone ever is." 

A/N: Can someone tell me I'm not the only one who cried / is crying right now? Please? Oh yeah, and this isn't the final chapter. There's going to be one more. ;)