A low growl admits behind you as you decide whether to turn around. You make up your mind, it's probably better to face the person who spoke so you know who has decided to stalk you. Slowly turning to face the person who had spoken, you are met with a black figure. Although they seem to be in broad daylight, if that's even possible, their features are obscured by shadows. Taking a step back, you are finally able to see them. It appears to be a male skeleton? He's quite tall, somewhere between 6'0 and 6'3, making your measly height of 5'0 seem even shorter. Trying to swallow your nerves, you decide to take a look at what he's wearing. A black jacket with yellow fluff around the hood obscures a deep red turtleneck sweater that fits him like a glove. Black basketball shorts fall to his knees, matching his jacket, there is a single yellow stripe on both of the legs. He was also wearing some kind of black tennis shoes, their purpose seemed to be that of running shoes. Your eyes wander back up to his face, where you are met with his sharp teeth and a golden tooth nestled in with the rest. A red color with spikes rests around his neck screaming that he isn't to be messed with, or he's just kinky. His eyes were completely black except for two red pinholes in the middle of his eye sockets. You assume that that's how he is able to see.
"SHAKE MY HAND" the skeleton commands.
Instead of shaking his hand you continue to stare at him. Seemingly unable to move, you try to look anywhere but him. He starts getting advitated and grunts. He takes a step closer to your shaking body. Instinctively, you start to back up. Unable to hide his amusement, he reaches out to grab your arm but you quickly turn and run. You only make it a few steps before a red haze covers your eyes. Fear engulfs your being as you realize that you are now hoving a few feet off of the ground. Realizing that it must be the skeleton's doing, you try to escape the haze. A deep chuckle resonates from behind you as you hear him making his way towards you.
The red haze disappears as you fall into the snow. Shivering, you look up at the skeleton that is now only a few inches in front of you.,Afraid that he's gonna hit you, you try to crawl backwards. He Takes a few steps forward before stretching out his hand. You flinch involenatarily at the movement and wait for the all too familiar sting of flesh on flesh, or in this case bone on flesh. After a few seconds of waiting, you look up at the skeleton confused. He seems amused by your reaction, "What's wrong doll face? Don't want help gettin' up?" You stare blankly at him as he lowers his hand. He sees your blank expression and chuckles some more. "My name's Sans. Sans the skeleton. And yours is?" his brow bone raised slightly..
You stand up and look at Sans as you mentally argue with yourself on whether or not to tell him. After a moment of silence you decide that there's no harm in him knowing your name. "M-my names (Y-y/n)." You finally say, mentally slapping yourself for stuttering.
"Well doll face, it was nice to meet ya," Sans says snapping you out of your thoughts. "Maybe we'll see each other again. If ya don't die." and with that, Sans is gone.
You turn back to face the wooden bridge. When you first saw it, it seemed harmless. Now, you weren't so sure. You shakily take a breath and walk across the bridge. Safely reaching the other side you notice a town in the distance. Not knowing whether it's safe there, you stand idly by as you debate your next move. Unfortunately, the weather decided to make the decision for you as you see a blizzard starting to form in the direction you had just come from. Turning to the town you sigh, looks like you don't have much of a choice now. Starting to make the trek to the town, you are quickly engulfed in the blizzard.
As if it wasn't cold enough before, you are now on the verge of hypothermia. Curse the man who decided that you didn't need any sweatshirt or hoodie. He probably thought you were already dead anyways, that's if he survived himself. Quietly praying that he hadn't survived, despite that being horrible of you, you somehow make it to the town. Seeing a sign, you walk up and examine it. WELCOME TO SNOWDIN! You let out a small laugh, it was a pun, cute. Deciding to take your chances in the town, you enter.
Immediately, you become the center of attention. Not only are you human but, you are also a human who is showing WAY too much skin. You become aware of how little you are wearing and that all of your scars are showing. Looking for somewhere to hide, all you see are alleyways. Knowing from experience, you stay away from them. Walking a little further into town, you see a figure walking closer to you. You notice that it's Sans but you don't have time to react as you see the ground coming closer to you. The last thing you see is Sans running towards you when you fall unconscious.
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Underfell Sans X Reader: A New Beginning DISCONTINUED
Fanfiction(Y/n) was a cheerful young girl once. Her life couldn't have been better, that is until that fateful day. With the loss of her mother and becoming a victim of sex trafficking for many years, she decided that maybe death would be better. She decide...
