Experiments

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(so i have been thinking about how to do this so i'm gonna wing it slightly so sorry if it's short)

Blue's p.o.v~

ugh my head.... What happened? where am i? I try to rub my head but it feels like my arms are.... strapped down? What's going on?!? I struggle to loosen the restraints, but stop when i hear a voice, "Ah, so your finally awake huh?" I glare at the voice and snarl, "Okay you sadistic fucker play times over let me go!" He chuckles, "I don't think you understand blue. We can't let you go until your fixed and trust me when i say i'll do anything to fix you.", "Fuck you INK!" , "Now see that's why we have to fix you. your going against your code!" I laugh dryly and closed my eye sockets, "I'm going against my code?!? WHat about you mister dungeon master?!? your supposed to protect not torture!" , "Enough, it's time to start."

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timeskip

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"Please... Ink stop. It HuRtS...." , "But why? your not fixed yet blue." He comes closer with that damned yellow vial and those torture instruments. I try to shuffle away but it doesn't work. obviously, i mean i'm restrained so hard that if i move to hard i'll break something. Then there are those damned guards watching this not even giving a note of the so call creator and protector of AU's torturing a SANS! even dream didn't look at me..... This is why i hate them! This has been gong on for months and not even one attempt to save me. even my own brother watched me scream. "See, blue you don't understand I have to fix as my friend i-" , "Don't you even finish that sentence! you have no right to call us friends and sure as hell have no right to even be creator! your just a damned liar that makes everyone think your the good guy when the truth is your more sick and twisted that even nightmare." He growled at me before grabbing a knife and my soul. suddenly i began to feel butterflies in my 'stomach'. "That is it blue. I've been going way to easy on you. It's time i begin the real work!" He bean to slice into my soul and covering it in the yellow ink watching me writhe and scream as he dug into my soul. One word say that we weren't was friends and never again will he be. Dream was the guard that day.... he watched as i screamed and writhed not even flinching. After that he began to cut at my throat and them made lines down my cheekbones tracing the tear marks. He sewed up my soul, "Expect that any time you talk back." Dream and ink said in unison. I can't believe they used to be my friends. the good times we had means nothing to them.

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flashback end

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For the next three months they complained at how emotionless i looked, bu to be honest that's how i felt. broken, emotionless, lonely... i could go on but i'm not. Currently i'm cowering in the corner of my cell. I have been granted to not be restrained as long as i listened. My whole body hurts, *creak* my eye sockets widened in fear as INK stepped in, that foul disease that called him self a sans when he didn't even have a real soul. He stepped in with a smile that dropped when he saw me flinch as he held out his hand. He hit me and Stomped on me as punishment for flinching. "Here put this on, You have guests so were testing you out to see how you'll react. I'll be waiting outside so hurry up" , 'I hate all of you.', "Okay." I'll show him how i react, oh yes i will. I'll kill every visitor no matter the consequence. He will not tame me and anyways i'm getting fidgety from not kill for months. I smile, oh this'll be fun. Corruption began to leak out of my eye's as i Laughed evilly in my head and silently chuckled on the outside.


TO BE CONTINUED.........,......

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