Amethystale//Vessel of the Heart

CHAPTER 1//Part 1

Who is She? 

The screen flickered white. A silent ear piercing hum filled the laboratory from the machine, centered perfectly with shelves, notes flying, and the occasional scurrying footsteps. Besides the screen, was a bleak outlook on the room. Like a forgotten piece of the world; dust, debris that was occasionally kicked in motion, broken glass. It was a wreck. Research papers that once held heaps of information, now lay damaged and torn on the cold concrete ground.

But the room had life again, as a short and yellow dinosaur-like creature stumbled, grabbed, and mumbled their way around the lab, looking at notes that they could gather in a shaky scattered mess. The yellow monster halted and wailed with excitement when the light of the screen, centered in the mass that was the machine, grew in brightness and a soft noise began to turn the silence of the room.

"I-its working!" yelped the yellow monster, almost to small for the lab coat they wore. They were a stocky and small monster, frills on the head like a prehistoric trike without the horn, a long and thick tail that bounced behind her. "This-s is it. The n-next human to come t-through! Lets see w-what they look like."

The screen flashed black and white rapidly, before coming to a grey mess and mangle of dots, slowly forming the look of what appeared to be a human silhouette. They were slumped a bit in the back, hanging their head low. No features could be found out, as the screen was still blazing with dots. But the silhouette moved, like a TV program, and seemed to respond to the world around them. The silhouette did small movements; a turn of the head here, a shrug there. Sometimes there hands would go up as if to display while their head moved. Were they talking? Nothing was for sure. But it was responding back to something else unseen.

"O-o-ooh C'mon." yipped the yellow monster, now getting agitated. Climbing under the machine to take a look at any mistakes or unplugged cords, practically getting swallowed by the mass of cables.

While they were so occupied, they had no knowledge of the entrance of a blue-ish flash in the room. After the flash stood a heavy set skeleton, clothed in a sweater of blue, a white turtle-neck T and black gym shorts with a white blaze down each side...oh Yeah, and pink slippers. The skeleton was short, but not compared to the other monster currently entangling themselves, about five feet, maybe a few inches taller. A pair of white pupils in a sea of pitch black, looked down to the seemingly 'alive' mass of cords that the yellow monster disappeared into. A defining grin that seemed to never leave his face, as if he were merrily smiling to facade any onlooker.

"I'm guessing you got it running again, short stuff?" This earned the skeleton a glare from the dangling mess of cords the smaller creature got themselves into. "I don't h-have t-time for puns S-Sans." The yellow monster unraveled their bindings from the heavy coils, exasperated by the effort of finding a plug slightly ajar and having to push it back in.

The skeleton chuckled as his face went a bit more serious, "Wasn't much of an attempt really, at least you acknowledged it." He sighed through his never changing smile. His white pupils slid to the screen with more interest. Stepping closer with the yellow creature in pursuit. A note and pencil in both their hands.

"I got it to w-work, had some t-thing unplugged but it s-should be c-c-crystal clear now." The screen fuzzed in the same grey mess as before, slowly beginning to clear up with imagery that mimicked a reality TV show. 

The human silhouette formed into that of a young human. Not young as the two scientists would of originally thought, but youth still showed in this girls features. Short, almost pixie cut dark brown hair, a stripe of lighter brown down the left side. They were of average human size, not too short or too tall, possibly closer to 5 feet. Dressed in a black sweater, underneath was a  shirt with rainbow colored print spelling out 'LETS GET WEIRD' in caps. They wore torn-up jeans that stretched to the ground, covering over a pair of black snow boots. The human seemed to be cleaning their glasses, very nervously circling each lens. 

The human girl seemed to be talking to someone, or more so just answering something and more listening to whatever else was around them. They looked tired, drained of sleep, or sick. Whatever it was, it showed clear as day; like they didn't care who witnessed, they seemed to grow distant and flinch every now and then. The more the screen showed the conversation, the more uneasy, worn and helpless the human seemed to look. Like an invisible energy bar was slowly depleting.

"Why do they look so beat up? Can we get any communication through to see what's going on?" Sans muttered, trying not to completely distract the smaller creature. The human was no longer hunched over, they were on the move. Appearing to go up a flight of stairs and sealing themselves in a room; slamming their body into what looked like a bed on the floor.

"Alphys, we need more information. Can anything else be done?" The yellow creature shrugged, her little hands whirred out what she could muster on the notes. She reached out to pressed a few buttons, before going back to her scribbling.

The screen started to show flashbacks, the humans past perhaps? Memories of the bad and good. Smiling, whilst holding a snake that tickled her nose. Sorrow while looking in a casket. Fear. Horror. Angst. Sadness. Despair. Gleefulness. All the emotions went through in a flash. Mostly all that the skeleton witnessed while the smaller monster jotted down what they could.

"Damn...this Kid's had it a bit rough around the ed-" Sans stopped as he stared at the screen, it showed the human in an almost pitiful cry, and in worse shape than previously showed. They looked out with eyes that were voidless of emotion, like they didn't know how to behave as tears swelled their eyes renderless. They spoke, but to the both of them it was wordless. Sorrow, Emptiness, Regret, Pain. Those words showed up on the screen as it played the human, now screaming, and gripping their own hair in attempt to distract themselves. Silhouette's of others could be seen. Hands on the humans shoulder. The girl gave no cue to the touch, continuing to weep.

Their sadness, for an instant, turned to hate. Something Sans was clearly able to see on the humans expression, even with all the tears streaming down their face. But as soon as the anger showed on their face, it was quickly replaced with an exhausted pained smile. A half tempt at looking alright. Like whatever happened was nothing. A mask to hide the hurt. A facade to conceal the pain. They seemed to of given up and just hold their feelings in. The screen now only showed the human; surrounded by white. Hunched over, head tucked between their knees, hands covering atop their head.

The skeleton looked at the screen after it paused on the human. The machine had done all it could do, and for Sans it seemed to show enough as he looked back down to Alphys, who was more then aggravated at the machine for not providing enough for her studies.

"Got enough down?" He teased, his serious face beamed back to a more cheery gleam as he tried to pick up the mood. Alphys didn't seem to get the hint as they mumbled. But they did one last trick to get the last bit of info from the exhausted machine. Tapping the screen a few times, a screen loaded with text. A bio sheet of sorts.

(Link Below to what was on the screen)

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*the writer waves to you, hoping to see you again. As she busily write the next sets of pages