A/N: YES. I am indeed updating a little quicker! Regrettably some things happened with my schooling so I have to wait to enroll in fall semester. SO to keep myself occupied I'll be posting more chapters for you guys! Thanks for being patient with me. Good news for you guys eh? :) ENJOYYYY!

Chapter 5 - Underfell Pt. 4

Frisk never stopped. She never looked back or said a single word even as Flowey shouted things at her such as "Frisk slow down a minute!" Or "Please calm down!" All she could process was how hurt she felt and how afraid she now was. It was funny, Toriel hadn't scared her, but the thought of Sans trying to kill her? She didn't know if that was a fear of being killed or a fear of him no longer having feelings for her. Both were very horrifying. Flowey tried telling her this was too good to be true and she didn't listen. She thought as long as she had him... As long as he was on their side, they were fine. There was nothing to be afraid of. She would be safe... And happy. Flowey however opened her eyes to the facts finally. This was a world of death and hatred. She had truly been a fool to believe that Sans was an exception. She could have believed he was maybe a tool for Papyrus at least. Never did she think he actually played the part willingly. Tears continued to stream down her face as she sprinted through the last part of the forest. Once she cleared the trees she finally stopped to catch her breath. Now they were out of the forest, and Frisk now could see the mountains and frozen lakes that she remembered all too well, in another world she knew anyway..

Flowey patted Frisk's arm gently. "Frisk, are you ok?"

She slowly shook her head as the tears continued to fall. She was panting hard from the sudden run, but she was slowly regaining her breath. She looked up ahead of them. She knew where to go now, but she could also remember some very crucial things about this place, and in a world where people liked to kill for fun she knew she had to be more careful than ever before.

"I'll survive, but I do have to ask you something Flowey."

"Sure anything."

"How do you feel about... Dogs?"

Floweys eyes widened. "Well um, that depends which dogs you are referring to... There are quite a few here after all.."

Frisk wiped the tears from her eyes and began to head down the path that would lead them to Snowdin. If she remembered correctly then this place was indeed going to have a few dogs on the way. Which ones though? Her memories were hazy. It wasn't even supposed to be possible for her to remember those things in the first place, yet if she thought hard enough maybe..

"Frisk wait! What's that up ahead?"

Frisk glance up and saw a little wooden booth that looked out of place in the middle of the snow covered path. There were some trees behind it, and she couldn't see if there was anyone in it. They would need to get closer for that part. This particular booth however she did somewhat recognize.

"I can't be sure to be honest... but I think it's a... sentry post for someone?"

Flowey shivered on her arm. "Someone who? Frisk you know everyone here is a killer of some sort right? It would be very important to know this!"

Frisk clutched her head and squinted her eyes. "Flowey I can't... I can't remember. It's like there's a part of my mind I'm not allowed to see in. Probably because I'm not in the same world. We will be fine though I think, but if you want to outrun Sans this is the way we need to go."

Flowey shook his head quickly. "Nope! I definitely will take my chances here than with him!"

Frisk sighed and tried to keep a lid on her emotions, at least until they made it to snowdin. Then she could sort everything out. For now she needed to carry on with the task at hand. She began to slowly walk by the booth, following the white snowy road that she knew would lead to a path down the mountain to Snowdin. She creeped by quietly and cautiously, praying that she was wrong and maybe there really wasn't anyone in the stand at all. She had almost gotten past it until she heard a low growl coming from the little wooden post.

"I can see you moving."

Flowey held in a squeak and Frisk immediately froze mid step. Suddenly she saw a figure creep out from behind the counter. She had been right. She certainly knew this creature very well. This was one of the first monsters she had been acquainted with once before. This was Doggo.

Frisk took in a deep slow breath. She tapped on Flowey's head and whispered. "I was right. This is Doggos sentry post."

Flowey looked at the curious creature who was now staring straight at them from the booth. He was full on glaring, and it appeared he was drooling quite a bit with a sword in his hand.

"I've heard of this guy.. he can't see anything that doesn't move. The good news is he hasn't had a steady record of killing people, but that's probably because they didn't move around much."

Frisk took a bold risk and moved another step forward. This caused Doggo to glance at her and growl. "I saw that! What are you!? Who are you?! Show yourself coward!"

Frisk halted again. This definitely wasn't going to work. If they kept this up Sans would be here, and they would all be dead for sure. She looked down at the little flower curled around her arm timidly, and an idea formed in her head.

"Flowey can you do me a favor?"

"Will it possibly endanger my life?"

"Only if you mess it up, but you're smaller than me, and you can burrow underground if it gets too risky. I need you to be a moving distraction for Doggo so I can get by him safely and quickly. I'll collect you once we get to this road up ahead."

Flowey sighed. "I guess we don't have any other choice."

"Not if you don't want the angry skeleton to see us here."

Without another word the little flower hopped off Frisk and landed in the snow. Then he burrowed his way up to the counter. When he was close enough he popped back out and began the plan.

"Here doggy! I'm Flowey the flower! Catch me if you can!" Doggo immediately took notice of the movement and darted out of his booth to tackle the small flower. Frisk flinched for a moment out of fear for Flowey. This may not have been a good idea after all. She didn't want Flowey to get hurt. However Flowey appeared to be able to fool the somewhat blind dog, as he continued to dart underground if the creature got to close. So she waited for the right moment and finally sprinted past the sentry making a succesful getaway. Frisk had almost made it to the other side until Flowey suddenly screamed at her.

"Frisk! Watch out!" Frisk twirled around quickly only to see Doggo soundly slash her arm with the sword. She toppled and rolled in the snow a bit clutching her fresh wound. It had hurt really bad, but she couldn't stop now. This thing could still kill her if she didn't keep her guard up.

"I saw you move! Where are you now? I know I got something! Come out so I can finish you off!"

Frisk held still, clutching her arm as Flowey quickly created another diversion. "Yo Doggo over here! I found some... Dog biscuits over here!"

Doggo whirled around and scrambled toward his booth. "Don't touch those! They belong to me! I stole them fair and square!"

As he scrambled around his post to collect his treats, Flowey raced over to Frisk, and wrapped himself around the arm that hadn't been damaged.

"Frisk make a run for it! We can make it! Come on you can do it!" Frisk struggled for a moment. The pain of her arm was finally registering, and blood seeped into her long black sleeve. She jumped up quickly, and still clutching her arm she ran past the unsuspecting Doggo, who was still scrambling for his biscuits.

Frisk panted heavily as they finally came to the fork in the road. Flowey moved up Frisk's arm and crawled onto her shoulder. He was trying to examine her wound. He flinched as he saw there was indeed a long gash going up her arm, the sleeve had been split, and blood was turning the already dark material even more black. She was very hurt and the wound itself would need some serious treating.

"Frisk that looks bad... how much farther is it to Snowdin anyway? Can we get there quickly?"

Frisk's eyes were clenched in pain. She tried taking deep even breaths to calm the panic and lessen the tension in her arm, it was making the pain harder to deal with. They had gotten through the sentry easy enough, but this was going to be the real test.

"I've got good news and bad news.." Frisk choked out.

"What is it Frisk? Is it your arm?"

"That's one part of the bad news. The good news is Snowdin isn't that much farther. The bad news is.. I can't use this arm, and... The bridge we need to cross to get there... I think I remember.. Papyrus... rigged it?" She asked herself questioning her thoughts. She actually did remember Papyrus setting up a goofy trap on the bridge back in another world. She had been worried, but suddenly Papyrus called it off, and spared her. She had realized in that moment that he wasn't going to hurt her with it... However if its here in this world..

Flowey gasped in shock. "The trap! Sans was talking about it in the woods with Papyrus.. The bridge is his ultimate torture device! If we go near it or even try to cross it.. It could be curtains for us.."

Frisk groaned in pain as she tried to lift her arm up. It was useless. Moving it only made it worse. She decided it was better to let it hang limply by her side than to move it about alot, she then began heading toward the Bridge path. Flowey looked at her with alarm in his eyes.

"Frisk you can't be serious! We can't cross the bridge! Papyrus is practically waiting there for us!"

She shook her head. "We don't have any other choice, I'll never get this looked at if I don't get to Snowdin. We wont find any shelter either. Not to mention Sans will be here soon."

Flowey most definitely feared for their safety. It did seem as though the only way to get to a safe place would be to go through lot of trouble for it. Frisk's arm was also in terrible condition. He had to do something to help her, but what could a small flower like him do? He thought hard for a moment. Before he could formulate anything to assist the matter though, Frisk interrupted his thoughts..

"There's... more dogs... I think there's... two that are together.. and one very big dog that guards Papyrus's bridge... then we will be in Snowdin..."

Flowey groaned in dismay. "Sounds like Dogamy, Dogaressa, and... Greater dog."

"I think that's what I remember them being called. They will be our last obstacles before we hit the bridge. Then we just have to avoid Papyrus's torture device."

"You make it all sound so simple."

"Well, all I have really is my determination after all. Can't rely on much else until we get there to figure it all out."

"That's... very true. Onward then I suppose." Frisk smiled and patted Flowey on his little head with her good hand. She had no idea where she would be in this world without him.

Meanwhile back at the sentry post, Doggo had gotten a hold of his treats, but was devastated to find what he had been targeting had disappeared from his terrible sight. He couldn't even smell them anymore, So he knew they were very much gone. He grabbed a dog biscuit and lit it up with a match, as he sat quietly at his booth smoking his biscuit he saw something flash by his vision. He sat up, alert, and confused. Had he really seen something move again? What had it been?

Little did he know it was the ever furious Sans, who was still hot on Frisk's heels. He darted by the stupid mutt with the bad eyes with ease. He couldn't teleport as much as he liked since he overused his powers so often that using his magic was always a challenge. Besides he knew he could catch her easily enough, the real question was could he get to her before Papyrus did? He clenched his teeth. He had been thinking about it as he was pursuing the human girl who was plaguing his thoughts. It became evident that he truly wasn't going to hand her life over to his brother's hands even if he took it as treason. Sans may not be in his right state of mind due to the world's new laws, but he still remembered all of what had happened before... and he knew in his soul that Frisk held a very special place there, one that could easily outweigh Papyrus any day... But what was this phenomenon called? Did it have a name even?

As Sans was lost in thought he stepped on a patch of snow that seemed oddly softer than the rest. He glanced down, and his eye sockets widened. It was a fresh splatter of blood. He gasped and stepped back quickly. There was the huge splatter of blood, and what looked like parts of snow that got rolled around in as the blood left little splatters behind it. His eye began to burn a horrid, angry red. He whirled his head around to glare at the Doggo smoking the biscuit, that's when Sans saw it... The dogs sword which was resting next to the post had a blood stain on it. If Frisk had gone by here, and she survived the encounter with this guy, then this meant that she had been hurt.. That this creature had dared to harm his human. Now he was pissed. In a flurry of rage and anger Sans successfully teleported in front of the creature with a menacing red glare. The Doggo was shocked by this sudden movement and began to panic.

"What the hell? Who goes there! Where did you- GACKKK!" Without any warning Sans had grabbed Doggo by his throat and was now pulling him over the booth counter.

"There was a human who came by here with a stupid, fuckin' little flower... I don't suppose you saw her or the flower did you?" He growled.

Doggo shook his head quickly. "N-No I mean.. There was some travelers who came by earlier.. I slashed one of them, but they got away!" He choked out.

Sans eye began to glow brighter. "So I see. Welp, I got bad news for you bro. Ya seriously fucked up. Let me spell this out for you. What ya slashed at earlier was a very delicate human girl... Her bloods in the fuckin' snow and its on your sword.. So she's hobbling around here dripping blood everywhere with a fucking wound inflicted by you! Which means you've just crossed a very bad line ya damn fuckin' mutt! That was MY human girl... You had the balls to put your hands on MY property. So do ya know what the punishment for that shit is?"

Doggo was gagging as Sans clenched his bony hand around him tighter. Doggo's eyes grew wide as Sans's red eye flared out a trail of magic, and an enormous skeleton monster head was now charging up a red beam directly at his face. Doggo tried shaking his head no, and to plead for mercy, but he couldn't speak around Sans slowly strangling him.

Sans let an evil grin spread across his face. "Well congrats. It looks like you are being relieved of your duties.. Permanently... YOU'RE FIRED YA STUPID BITCH."

A loud sound of a beam being fired and a wailing howl was all that could be heard across the Snowdin forest.

Frisk instantly stopped moving and turned her head toward the direction of the forest. She heard a loud explosion and the horrible sound of a dog howling off yonder. Flowey too also flinched at the eerie sound.

Frisk sucked in a sharp gasp as she could see smoke spread above the trees. Something horrible had just occurred. She just knew it. The smoke was an obvious sign of trouble.

"Flowey... Do you think... that was Sans's doing?"

The little flower sighed heavily. "Frisk if it was then... whoever crossed his path is most definitely dead now.." Frisk's eyes widened. She looked down at her injured arm.. It was still bleeding a little, and she noticed she was leaving little dots of blood on the snowy road. That would definitely come back to haunt her later for sure. For the moment though she was more concerned that Sans had probably just killed someone not far from their location.

"I just can't believe he would do that to someone.. I never could have imagined it." She whispered. Flowey patted her shoulder carefully.

"Frisk I tried telling you... this is what he is.. this is what he does, and for that matter if that really was him then he's not that far away from us.. We need to keep moving or we could be next." Frisk nodded sadly, and continued heading to their next destination.