Fangs (A Sans AU Story)

Chapter 14 - Up And About

Drip

Is this seriously how he was going to go insane?

He was going to go insane from that stupid dripping sound.

If Cross has an eyebrow, it would be twitching so much he would be convinced that it would've flown off of his skull. Perhaps that's why he doesn't have an eyebrow. He had grown annoyed by people in his childhood so much that his eyebrows were just gone. That would explain so much.

Cross had woken up awhile ago, his red and white pupils darting back and forth as his breathing quickened. The room was dark, so he couldn't make out much around him, only that ropes were looped between his ankle and wrist bones, so it would hurt when he moved. And he could also tell that he was sitting on something unsteady, uneven, some sort of broken chair. Cross wiggled in his chair, testing out the wood. It creaked under his weight, so that meant it wasn't very durable.

Which was a wood he could probably break.

Drip

Yeah, that was already getting annoying real quick.

The dripping had been there since he woke up, it sounded like water, probably because of some sort of leaking pipe. He knew it wasn't rain, since it never rained in the Kingdom anymore. He didn't know why exactly, but his theory was pollution. Either way, it didn't rain very often, so that meant he was somewhere near pipes.

Drip

Ok, shut up already.

He had already figured out there was a soul magic blocker for monsters was around his neck by the pressure he felt in his rib cage, a clear indication that some sort of monster soul blocking device had been placed around his neck. So, monster magic was no option.

As if that would stop Cross.

This wasn't his first time being kidnapped. It wasn't a rare occurrence for servants like him anymore inside of the corrupt Kingdom. Servants were considered weak, but also were close to people of power, so many people kidnapped servants to try and get information out of them. Cross had been kidnapped twice before, once by this monster who wanted to know if his Boss liked him (Cross had been released shortly after, the guy had basically shoved him into his bedroom for an hour to talk about crushes then let him go, so he didn't need to escape), and when a group of humans had tried to get information on any dirt on his Boss to see if they could blackmail him. Cross had escaped then by sneaking out a window.

So, this was the third time Cross had been kidnapped, and he was already sick of it.

Drip

The first time had practically been a laugh, and the second time only took his a few minutes to use his magic to teleport out of his restraints and find a way back to his job.

However, with this restraint on his monster soul, he couldn't teleport.

And that wouldn't be a problem.

Cross wasn't like other monsters, who had a full soul. He was a monster who had multiple personalities, also called the Dissociative Identity Disorder. Usually, when monsters had that disorder, the personalities would fight over power of the body and soul at birth, and the rest would be shattered from the soul, leaving a fragment of a soul, which would, overtime, grow back into a normal sized soul with the natural soul regeneration. 

Obviously, that hadn't happened with the servant skeleton.

All of his separate personalities weren't monster. Somehow, some of them had turned out to be human, so he had a mixture of multiple monster and human souls. The humans had fought for the rights of the human parts, and the monsters fought for the rights of the monster parts. Thus, a human won and a monster won. When the souls regenerated, he half one half of a monster soul, and one half of a human soul.