"Bullseye" A Killermare story
Killer is a sans, and so is the rest of his crew. They call themselves "The Bad Sanses." They've all had one goal at some point in time, revenge. However, Killer is a unique specimen. He is an emotionless being. He feels nothing and nothing only. No remorse. No happiness. No mercy. All he knows is "kill," and that's how it's been for long time.
However, one day he comes across a new particular type of Sans. A very colorful one. He feels something he hasn't felt for years. Freedom.
Once Nightmare finds out, it's not pretty. Killer was his most loyal worker. So he decided he had to end this "friendship." The question Killer asks is, why? "Why do you need me to feel nothing? Why do you want me to be a part of your crew? You always tell me how useless I am. If I'm so useless, why do you need me?"
Nightmare couldn't give him an answer. But, maybe, for once in his life, Nightmare feels something for only Killer that isn't so negative.
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⚠️Warning⚠️
This fanfic is a little toxic. I tried making everything as canon possible, which is why I'm putting this warning. However, after writing this entire story, I realize some things are more fanon than canon.
Nonetheless, serious angst goes down in the fanfic, so be warned.
Contains:
Heavy language
Sensitive topics (such as abuse, trauma, and depression)
Angst
Smut (maybe, I'm still deciding)
Graphic scenes containing gore
-if any of the following bother you, I highly suggest not reading this fanfic-
|you have been warned, so don't come at me if you don't like it|
I promise it all ends on a good note. I can't personally stand depressing endings. So don't worry.
But hey, enjoy your overdose on Killermare. 🤷♀️
