
Part 8(idk what to make this one either)
"No, no! I don't wanna! Please!" He struggled as the man dragged him by the wrist.
"Sans, stop making such a fuss. If you do, it'll never be done." He growled.
Alter continued to squirm and attempt to pull away, tears streaming down his face. "No, please! No!" His voice cracked as the man opened a door. He threw him into the room and locked the door behind him. "No, no no no no no.." Alter scrambled to the corner of the room and hid his face.
"Stand up, Sans." The man grabbed something from a table. Alter whined and scooted further into the corner. The man picked up something else from the table. "I said, stand up!" He threw it at him and it shattered, making him yelp and stand up. Alter looked down, shaking. "Sit down over there." He obeyed and sat down in a chair at the other side of the room. Restraints suddenly held him in place, but he only looked down in defeat. The man left the room for a bit, coming back with papyrus, throwing him to the ground.
Alters eyes widened and he started to struggle again. "Don't you dare touch him!! Hit me! Poke and prod at me, please! But dont touch him!!!" Paps was crying and the man hit him with something, causing an electric shock to pulse through him. He cried in pain. "Stop! Dont hurt him!!"
He pulled harder at the restraints and whimpered as his brother was tortured in front of him. His blood boiled and his eye started to flame. His hands and arms grew a bright purple flame too, in fact, his whole body was on fire.
The man hit Papyrus again and Alter closed his eyes. The fire grew brighter.
Another hit, a brighter light.
Another hit, a brighter light.
Soon, Alter opened his eyes. They were both purple orbs of fire. In rage and fury, he broke the left restraint, then all the other ones. An enormous blaster appeared and it was aimed at the man. He turned around with wide eyes. It fired.
-6 dmg.
The man scoffed, as Alter collapsed. "Weak. Pathetic. And you'd use my own invention against me. Futile." He grabbed his throat, lifting him into the air. "Back to your room." He also grabbed papyrus and started walking through the halls and back to the cell, tossing both of the brothers in there.
(I am a horble hooman bein)
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