Betrayed Innocence [ On Hold ]

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A/N: Here we are. The next chapter. I hope you're ready for this.

The first song is Determination, and it starts when the single line of bolded text appears, and then it ends at "SOUL was enough.", then Another Medium for everything except the Fight, where Enemy Approaching should be played.

Enjoy!

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They watched as Mari couldn't seem to dodge enough of the attacks in time. In horror, they watched as her soul shattered into tiny pieces, and they watched as her now empty body hit the ground. Unlike Monsters, Human bodies lingered after death, but seeing it up close was... terrifying. For Toriel, anyway. Sans stood stock still, his eye lights becoming incredibly small while Toriel seemed frozen in the spot. Her blood ran cold, and she didn't blame it on Sans' atmosphere. She would have noticed that he had seemingly gotten colder, but she was too trained on Mari's... She screamed in anguish, running towards Mari's body in the middle of the path and held it. Tears had seeped from her eyes by the time she started running. She knelt on the ground and held the body close, crying out in sadness. It had happened again. Another child gone because of the hardships of the Underground. Another of her children she had grown fond of . . . dead. Why . . . why her?!

As Toriel cried her eyes out, wracked with grief once again, Sans didn't move. Well, he felt like he couldn't. He watched the body now in Toriel's arms and felt the strange feeling grow. Suffocatingly so. He rose a shaky hand to his shirt and gripped it tightly, over where his soul would be. He wasn't sure what he wanted to do, but this was . . . just wrong. What he was feeling. His eye lights had disappeared as he finally came up to the conclusion of what he was feeling. He felt . . . grief. Sadness. But it wasn't what he was expecting. The feeling tried to grow, but suddenly, a cold feeling rushed through him, and he dropped his hand limply to his side. He suddenly started to feel numb. And he already knew why. He's . . . seen this before. Not with Toriel here, but . . . before. Many times before. Either in a similar way; in battle with another monster . . . or by . . . The numbing feeling grew. To the point where he stepped back, hoping getting further away from the scene would get rid of the feeling. His grin was strained, but now it had turned into a tight grimace. What was wrong with him? He should feel sorrow, angry, something!! But he couldn't. He just didn't. No such remorse lingered. He's seen this all before. And, like every time, he knew it wouldn't last. As that thought passed, the feeling of sadness quickly got snuffed out, and Sans was stuck there watching Toriel. Toriel had eventually calmed down, but her tearful crying turned into quiet, shaken sobs. Sans couldn't do anything . . . He slowly fell to his knees, arms still hanging at his sides before quietly shifting around so he was sitting with his legs crossed, his fisted hands shoved back into his pockets. They would be fine. They would all be fine.

They just had to wait.

Sans had been sitting there for quite a bit until Toriel finally laid Mari down gently. She slowly stood up and slowly walked to Sans, her paws tightening into a fist. She was in pain, but her grief was covered in anger. Anger at Sans. How could he just sit there?! He promised her! Now he was just sitting there . . . Watching . . . With his head down? Toriel walked closer to him until she was right in front of him. "... Sans?" She asked gently, trying to pull back her anger for just a bit. Sans didn't move. She kneeled in front of him and brought a paw to his skull to pull it up. His eyes had been shut closed. Toriel took this as a way of him griefing and immediately felt bad for being angry at him. It was that monster's fault. Not ether of theirs. She smiled sadly and hugged him. She felt a weird feeling of sadness come over her as Sans refused to move anyway. He was very . . . docile when he was sad. Well, that's what she thought.

In reality, Sans was blocking her out.

He didn't want to see her sadness, or her pity. As cliche as it sounded, he didn't like seeing Toriel sad. It made him sad. Well, if he can actually feel that after this. Sans allowed her to hug him, just to feel some sort of comfort from the reality of what might happen next, but he didn't feel much from the hug. He was, honestly, scared. He understood the function, the power that the humans had when they come down here. However, only one had that power to do what he was scared of most. Well, two. And with the things that Mari had suffered through in Snowdin, it was obvious to see that one of them actually lingered. If she reset, it was just going to be the same routine. And when he finally thought things would be different . . .