Heya guys! Schools out! I'm back!! 🤩
POV is a secret At the moment 😜
"ANGIE!" I heard someone scream in terror. It sounded Male, and young.
I had my gun pointed out in front of me and I didn't hesitate to shoot the C. H. E. S. S. member walking towards the door where we stood.
I watched the girl fall to the ground, taking a bullet straight to the skull, despite it being dark down here.
The other two members rushed over to their comrade, checking vitals and then looking back up with me.
They fiddled helplessly for their guns, but couldn't see the the gun pointed at their own faces.
Another shot cried through the cellar in which we stood in, my stone cold face as I shot the one trying to get his gun out shakily.
The other boy scrambled back from the girl's body. "Y-You Bastard!" He yelled, not trying to find any self defense on him.
He must be a medic then.
"Oh? I'm the bastard?" I said, walking over to the shaking boy. He looked younger than the other one, yet experienced. "You're the ones who have wiped out dozens of Mafias."
"J-Just let me save them! Please!" He cried, holding himself and backed up to the gate of a cell.
"You killed multiple people because they stood in your way. You didn't want to save them, did you?" I walked closer to him, frightening the boy.
"I"M SORRY!! It's not like it was my choice!" He covered his head as I snatched his shirt collar and held him to where is eyes faced me.
"But it was your choice to tag along." I said coldly. His eyes went wide as I shot a bone through his torso, and his frightened eyes became dull very quickly as a drip of blood cane down his mouth.
I just got up and brushed my knees, turning to the people behind me.
"Just shoot Anyone who comes down here." I spoke to the others behind me in a stern voice. "Papyrus, stand guard at the door."
"If he was a medic, why couldn't we just question him about all of this?" Undyne said, boredly.
"He would have never talked." I replied. "Look." I gestured to the cell across from us. This caught Undyne's attention quick as she whipped her head in the direction I pointed in.
I'm the cell, sat a girl-figure. Shackled up and weak. She looked like she didn't have any food for a while, and she was a lot skinnier than we saw her at the Mafia HeadQuarters.
"That should be her." I said to Undyne, who was already working her way into the cell.
"Heya Punk! Remember me?" She said a bit too cheerfully towards the girl. Her head was drooped down, and her hands were shackled to the wall. "Let's gets you back, okay?" Undyne said to her, quickly removing the shackled with a spear she summoned.
The way the girl moved, wasn't natural. Is this really Frisk?
Would Frisk really be so helpless? What did they do to her down here?
"Undyne." I spoke up, just as she got the last shackle off of her wrist. The girl fell to the growing with a thump, unmoving.
There were cut marks where she struggled from the cuffs, trying to get out as they fell into the light.
Beep... Beep... Beep..
A faint noise was heard, coming from somewhere I couldn't tell.
Beep... beep... beep..
"Sans! Her vitals!" Undyne yelled back at me. I brushed off the noise and looked at Undyne, to had her hands to her neck. "She's gone."
Beep.. Beep.. Beep..
"Undyne.." I spoke once again, as I caught a glimpse of her blonde hair.
Blonde? Frisk was a brunette. Wasn't she?
Beep. Beep. Beep.
"UNDYNE! Get out of there!" I yelled, realizing the only noise could be one thing. "That's not Frisk!"
Beep Beep Beep-
I rushed in there and grabbed Undyne by the arm, harshly, and teleported out of the cell, rushing over to Papyrus as a large blast could be heard from the cell.
Shit. Reinforcements should be making their way down here now.
"Sans! What the fuck!?" Undyne called, walking briskly over to the cell, where the dead girl once lied. She was now in pieces, a soul couldn't be sensed at all.
"She's been dead for a while." I said, looking at Undyne. "This girl was left to rot here, as Frisk is being left as-well."
Does Frisk have a bomb attached to her as-well? That would be a problem.
I closed my eyes and concentrated, searching for the strongest soul I knew. There was nothing, at first, until a faint soul was heard from the back. A cry for help.
"There. In the back." I said, pointing towards the far corner of the cells aligned up in perfect columns.
I rushed down there, not knowing about how much time we had from that explosion.
There's only one way out. We have to be fast.
"Frisk?!" I called, walking down the hall, looking in each cell. Every cell was the same, a girl shackled up, her hands against the wall, and no soul to be found.
Their souls had been shattered by something else. Something like ... betrayal.
I stopped abruptly at one cell, causing Undyne to bump into me, and send a growl in my direction. "Stay here." I ordered.
Shooting a bone into the lock, the cell opened quickly, swinging open and allowing me to feel the faint essence of a soul.
This girl wasn't shackled to the wall, but she was handcuffed with her hands behind her, her head was also hanging, much like the other girls.
She shifted a little bit, not looking up at us. She knew it was us.
"Heya kiddo." I chuckled, being cautious in the cell, walking over to her. "Seen enough yet?"
She's so weak. It's ... pathetic. I feel no remorse for a human who's killed many of our agents.
Yet I couldn't stop the feeling of guilt, as I couldn't tell her that her own mafia didn't want anything to do with her.
I couldn't tell her what were lies and what were truths they told her. I had to wait till she broke.
It's pathetic. I had my mind set. This was karma.
Why am I so uneasy?
She wouldn't budge even as I put my hand on her shoulder for comfort. Why am I doing this?
"Let's bring ya back." I said, working the shackles From In front of her, making the outside look like I was giving a very awkward hug.
Quickly using the same technique as Undyne, and just shooting something through them, Frisk's body fell onto my shoulder, a slight chuckled came from her pained eyes.
"How many times ... have you saved me yet?" Her voice was weak, and frail. Her brunette hair was matted and she felt lighter than she already was.
Stupid girl. I though to myself. She's always needing someone to have her back.
Ain't so tough now, are ya?
I picked up her 100 Pound body. She was around 5'7. She's supposed to be 135, and healthy.
It's... pathetic.
Putting her on my back, I felt what little strength she had left be put into holding my neck, which wasn't much. Most of the wait of her was held my me.
"Look at you go." Undyne snickered. "You're being sincere for a change." She held a cocky grin and I rolled my eyes at the comment.
"It's not like she's going to remember anyways." I snapped. "Lets go. Papyrus is waiting."