AlterBreak W.I.P

     After another great day of hanging out with everyone, it is time to turn in for sleep. Standing in front of the door with the porch light on and facing a skeleton in blue. The light coming from the front of the house that is covered in snow.  Even though they are still in the Underground, it is their home, and this moment could not be even more magical. Reddish pinks meet those of star shaped blues, gloved hands pressed up against one another and softness just radiating between the both of them. The night, or well what feels like night, is perfect. The glow of the porch light masking the color of the blushes a light upon both faces. "Sans, we should do this again," A soft voice so full of hope and love is heard.

   A light crunch of snow is heard as they both come together, hands part ways allowing for those arms to wrap around one another in a loving embrace. Words from the skeleton are mouthed out, the actual replaced by heart beats and a sudden surge of anger. The scene flickers to that of black and white and the only one in color is Tori. Pink sweater, short pleated white skirt, pink scarf, and a pink bow tied on the left small horn. The blue skeleton before her....appears to be distorting. With the distortion comes cracks along the black and white scenery, the lights within his eyes...gone, a smile is on that face and both arms are wrapped around his body as though to try and desperately keep him together.

  "Tor," His dying breath is heard being choked out, then,"Crack, crunch, crunch...CRACK!" The cracking of the reality in the background crumbles into nothing but darkness while the shards of perceived reality explode the moment San's body turned into nothing dust in her arms. White dust is sprinkled over those arms, or well...what is left of it.

  Tears mix with the dust and pain swelling up with a building rage.  This anger...it hurts. It feels like fire is coursing within, threatening to reduce that body to nothing but ash until...
"TOR! Wake up!" That voice, it's...Gori? Blurred vision upon opening both eyes and is looking up at him. Those beautiful reds looking down into reddish pink. Wait, he is, scared? Sparks of green light the air up in an eerie ghostly light. Wait, oh...the pain, what was? Sitting up in his arms the goat holds her head,"Gori, what happened? Why does my head hurt? Wh-why does my body feel like it's on fire?"

Why is it dark? Wait, it's dark, echo flowers are every where and the sound of rushing water? Why were they in Waterfall? What's going on!? The blonde goat stands up and is holding onto his chest, coughing and is looking at the smaller one, he is silent and now not even looking at her, silence until the sounds of screams, laughing, crying, anger, and fighting. Those voices, Alphys, Mettaton, everyone...what is this? What is going on? What happened while she was out? Wait, where are both of the Sans at? "Gori?" That breaking voice is heard squeaking out, "G-gori? What is going on? Why are the echo flowers playing this?"

  Nothing, not a word comes from him, though the answer should be obvious, however, that injury to the head....eh it is understandable. Gori looks down and covers his face and uses the free hand to point down at her left hand. Tori looks down to see a blue scarf and...dust sprinkled on it. "THUD! THUD! THUD!" Her heart slams against her chest as though to threaten to leap out of that chest. T-that wasn't a nightmare? Th-that actually happened, then those cries. "Gori!" The tears begin while her mind is suddenly flooded with blips and flashes of what happened just moments before arriving here. Fire, monsters being killed. Dust and snow mixing together, echoes of laughter intermingling with the screams.

  The flowers have silenced, this noise is heard mentally until an image, clear as day fades in....a child, a human child with short brown hair, a purple sweater with a pink stripe, shorts, and boots. Their eyes red with a creepy smile on that dust covered face. They caused all of this? Time begins to pass and what was minutes felt like hours and Gori takes her hand while whispering,"We need to hide, if this...thing can not find us then we will be safe."  Toriel hears her brother but that look on her face says it all, no hope, heart broken, and... angry. Holding onto Asgore's hand she follows him through Waterfall. Glowing mushrooms lighting a dusted path, the human was here already but where are they?

Trying to hide were they? That's funny, that is down right rich. Oh, how those two skeletons were easy to kill. Red eyes trained on the pair and are slowly following them. They must be festering in despair, sorrow, hatred.~ All of those feelings, this child is feeding off of them. They would giggle from it but it's best to remain silent and follow. The duo's reactions are priceless. Ahh yes, Frisk relives those moments. Hours back, that skeleton in the ruins all of the smaller monsters. How...determined they were to stay alive, begging to be spared, but no. There is no mercy, this Underground will go empty indeed, empty and silent then...reset and the killing would only start again, maybe spare some? Nah! This wouldn't be called bloodlust but dustlust. Just hours before, everyone in their path, slaughtered and hunted. All met the same fate. Even that blue skeleton who was sharing a tender moment with that goat. Too bad the other goat and red skeleton got in the way. Heh, both struck down, both met their fates.

However, these two made it. The guards did very little to stop them, this makes the child grin madly. Then that lizard, that damned lizard! Tch, she was fun. Very fun, it was fun to watch her melt and shouting for Undyne, that fish....she was boring. Coward, but that robot, who knew that his explosion killed the both of them...oh but the child is getting a head of themselves. Where are those two going? Tch, back tracking is such a pain in the ass. Oh, that direction? The Temvillage? Really? HAH! Those little dogs, easy if not amusing.

"Tori....I know you're hurt," Asgore begins to speak up as they enter the village. Both hands are in his hoodies pockets, the red scarf hidden from view...it's hard enough on the blond, despite mourning the loss of Lord, he had to stay strong, but that rage is brewing. Determination beginning to fester to the surface of that rage, heating his body, red eyes glaring. "Just stay here, hide in the shop and whatever you do....DON'T ENGAGE THAT HUMAN!" Tori flinches from the change of voice and nods in silence. "I'm going out to see if I can find some thing to make a fire," lie,"So, don't come out of hiding for anyone unless I tell you it's alright..." That voice stern. Pulling the hood up, both hands are jammed into his pockets and trudges off with a pocky stick hanging in that mouth. "Fucker..."


 Alone with her thoughts, crumbling world, lost dreams...Tori looks around the shop in horror. Dust, dust everywhere. Even the Tems? But, why? They are harmless. Why did this human have to kill everyone? Why did they have to die? Eyes look down at the scarf once more. Tears drop down onto the fabric, alone. She is alone right now and now is where this goat will get to break down. Hugging the cloth against her own body and curls up against a wall. The gravity of the situation is digging in. Is this what Asgore was trying to protect this little ball of innocence from? This horror? A manic smile is spread over that face only to giggle some. "Blue, I'm sorry....so sorry. Hahaha...heh. I never got to take you to that place by the sea. I never got to tell you my feelings in full. I never....got to."

 "WHY!" Punching the ground over and over again, "Undyne! Alphys! King Sans and Papyrus! Mettaton! The guard dogs....Muffet, Grillby...." Both hands move to tightly grip her head, digits digging in only to rip her fur out. "Lord Sans...." It seems that those tears have no end. "My friends!" Standing up a fist sent flying into the cave wall. It didn't hurt, no it doesn't but the wall cracks some. "Gori...." No, she can't let him be dusted! The bandanna is pocketed in favor of the blue scarf being tied against her face. Reddish pink eyes turn into a black pink color. Behind the scarf, a twisted smile is cracked. Something within has already bubbled to the surface by now and it fills her form with so much power....too much! It hurts, but forget the pain, right? Heavy breaths are muffled back just as both gloves are tossed off and left there. Bolting off in the way her brother went, Tori dashes like a madwoman.

"hff....tch." Asgore has begun to shake and sweat, heh this has not happened since his fight at Hotlands. Muscles start to wear down due to all of that determination being used. Heh, that fucking kid keeps on coming back? Darkness envelopes both Asgore and Frisk. The only light that is provided is the mushrooms, magic, red eyes, and glints of that knife. No, he can't let this little brat kill him, his sis is depending on him to come back alive. "Heh." A lunge is made Goris'and Asgore musters up his strength to grab the child's arm in one hand only to cock back the free arm and just lets that fist hammer them in their chest. Frisk doubles over in pain only to be tossed to the ground. Red eyes glare down at the battered child as they stand up. The male goat raises a hand and a tear in reality is made summoning out a large odd shaped looking blaster. Magic springs to life in the sockets.

"Kill that...demon," He spits and the horned skull obeys, the child looks on in alarm. They were not expecting this, no matter. Frisk smirks, "This will end soon enough," They say in a soft voice full of murder. The goat's body is unable to keep up... teeth grinding, snapping that pocky stick clean in half. The moment one of the ends hits the ground the blaster releases its blast and the child takes no chances of getting hit by it... FUCK! Seeing the blade coming towards him, Gori just barely manages to get hit by it. "UGH!" Huffing out, the male just barely skids away and falls onto his knees. No more strength, the determination burning his body. It's taking its toll. The pain sears through followed by the laughter of a child and the feeling of something sharp stabbing into him, through his cloth and straight into the neck.

 "Where's the other goat...Gori?" The child mocks, Asgore chokes out while holding his bleeding neck. Fury rattles him up, huffing and coughing the goat tries to stand, but it is no use. Not being able to handle the determination anymore he begins to melt. Vision blurred, and for the first time, he feels fear. Fear of not protecting his sister. Cries of fury, sorrow, anger,...even fear wants to bust through but, he can not muster up the strength to do so. DETERMINED to stop the human, Asgore manages to crawl after them, grunts of effort do manage to escape just as those legs melt away. The human stops and turns to watch this...pathetic attempt and laughs. "Y-you are still trying!? -snrk- AHAHAHAHA! YOU IDOIT! I am going to kill the last monster here....then, reset and do it all over again! Why? Because it's fun! That's why!" Turning their back to Asgore the child continues on their way.

He has to be here, he has to be here! "ASGORE!" Toriel screams out, frantic, wild...."ASGORE!" Black pinks scour the area, nothing, even in this darkness...she is unable to find him. Something, anything! Where is he? Where is he? Following the glowing trail, the goat comes to a stop seeing what appears to be blood spatters and....and...d-dust!? This is the last thing she needed right now, this must be a lie. He isn't dead, maybe injured? Wishful thinking. There, in front of a dimly glowing mushroom is a figure. Tori's heart stops and falls onto her knees. The figure is melted, unmoving aside from breaking down into dust. Defeated by this site, a cry rings out echoing. Her world has been shattered, there is nothing but hate. Is this what all humans are like? There is no strength left within her, or it would have been all gone but there is a single whisper that is heard from a nearby echo flower. It's Goris' voice. "S-sis b-be good." It repeats, over and over. His voice, the strain to speak. It sparks that burning sensation once more, however, it blends within her.

Unbridled hate, replacing the love and compassion....hope,  hope has begun to boil into determination. Determination to kill....kill? Has she always had those thoughts? No, this thought, no...not thought, feeling? Yes, feeling, this feeling something new. Moving to pick up the blood stained hoodie Tori holds it close to her and just break downs in tears. Dust covering the hoodie, his...dust. Oh, gods, it's his! Leaning over and just sort of crumbling there, not caring if the human is still around. She cannot handle this. "Gori! I'm strong enough!" She cries out in a mixture of sorrow and rage, "G-gori..." The echo flowers replaying those cries over and over. They echo within her mind. Her body trembles as the feeling of being psychically ill have started to over take the small goat.

"Toriel, I know you are the best little sis and all but don't give up even if the task at hand seems to be impossible." His words, that memory...it is so powerful, it cuts like a knife through butter...she can do this.

 Red eyes shine about, no luck finding the last one huh? They could have sworn that they would have been in that cave where her brother had left her. "She must have run off, heh. What fun." Frisk's voice is heard