Monster…such a broad term is it…”Monster”, but what makes a monster? Is it appearance? Actions? Both? But what makes a hero? What makes a man? Such questions have many answers. But one thing is certain, it doesn’t matter what you are, as long as you do good in the eyes of God. That’s what one particular monster, a skeleton, wished to do good for the world for both man and monsterkind.

“SANS!” a loud, frustrated, but charismatic voice called out from another area, waking the groggy skeleton named Sans. he seemed exhausted like he didn’t get enough sleep last night. His brother, a tall, lanky skeleton, comes barging into the room, nearly breaking the door off its hinges.

“Papyrus, Watch it! You nearly broke the door…” Sans says groggily.

“I’ll worry about it later! Toriel called us to the castle, it’s urgent!” Papyrus says urgently, Sans immediately picks up the urgency of it, and this causes Sans to sit up.

“What’s wrong?” Sans asked, baffled.

“I don’t know, Toriel wasn’t specific on what it was, but we need to hurry!” Papyrus said, rushing to get his things to prepare to leave. Sans soon went and got dressed quickly and made it outside their house, Papyrus was already outside.

“Sans…I don’t ask this often…but we need your shortcut…” Papyrus says with a serious look, Sans looks at his brother in surprise, this gives the short skeleton a good indication of just how serious the call is.

“Okay, hold on,” Sans grabs hold of his brother and they soon vanish into thin air, it takes less than a second to arrive in Asgore’s war room, Toriel looks while holding a young human child’s shoulder.

“Thank God you're here…” Toriel stated, concerned. “We have a serious situation” she added holding her child close to her.

“What is going on?” Sans asked.

“Monsters…creatures of the underworld…they’ve returned…” Asgore says this caused the room to go quiet.

“And your kind unfortunately doesn’t affect them…” spoke a human general standing to the side.

Sans and Papyrus are at the human general. They are surprised to see a grown man standing near their king, but it shouldn’t be as surprising since they were on the surface and had been for the past couple of years.

“What exactly do you mean by that General Samuel?” Toriel asked him.

“Many Monsters tried using their magic to fend off the Underbeasts but ultimately failed…it’s like the beasts are immune to normal magic attacks. Magic spears, blasts…you name it…” Samuel says pondering on what to say next.

“Pardon me but-” Papyrus started to speak, but Sans cuts him off.

“Who are you?” Sans asks bluntly.

“Oh! Sorry, I’m Samuel Thomas” Samuel says politely, as if he isn’t even looking at two skeletons right now.

“He's been a huge help in fighting the Underbeasts,” Asgore said as he gestured to Samuel.

“Is that what they’re called…” Papyrus says as he ponders.

“So you said a monster's magic is ineffective towards these things?” Sans questions.

“Nor human weapons…” Asgore adds with a saddened look, Sans and Papyrus were worried.

“Then…we’re sitting ducks…” Sans says.

“Where did these things even come from?” Papyrus asks.

“We aren’t sure, we’re currently looking into that,” Samuel says. Soon the sound of the doors opening caught their attention, Samuel looked and smiled. “Ah Debbie, great timing,” Samuel said as a girl with a messy bun came rushing towards them.

Sans looked over, his eyes widened at the sight of her, she was a rather beautiful woman with long black hair up in a bun, and she wore round glasses that framed her cute rounded face. She was pretty average in appearance, but that didn’t matter to Sans as he watched her.

“This is my sister, Debbie, she is doing extensive research on the Underbeasts,” Samuel said as he looked at Debbie. Debbie smiled a sweet and calm smile.

“It’s nice to meet you all,” Debbie said, handing the papers to Asgore. “Alphys and I were looking into how the Underbeasts operated, and we did find something interesting,” Debbie said.

“And what’s that Debs?” Samuel asked. Debbie looked at her brother and then back to Asgore.

“The Underbeasts have a weakness,” Debbie said calmly. This revelation made the whole room go silent, Sans was shocked by this information.

“There is a magic that’s powerful enough to kill them…it’s called the Nightmare Warrior…legend had it that the first being to use it had a noble heart and soul, its magic was so powerful it managed to drive the Underbeast back to once they came,” Debbie said, she sounded calm but certain. Sans felt a glimmer of hope arises from within him. He looks and takes Debbie’s hand without thinking to ask more about this Nightmare Warrior power.

“Then we need to find the Nightmare power and destroy those things, Miss Debbie…!” He asked her with a bright smile, this sudden action caught her off guard and it made her blush.

“W-while yes these things indeed have a weakness…there is one problem…we don’t know how to find or get this power…” Debbie said as if she was saddened. Sans noticed her saddened attitude.

“What do you mean?” Papyrus asked with a concerned look.

“We can pray to God that he gives us the answers we seek,” Debbie said looking at Sans, her deep brown eyes piercing into his white ones. Sans blushes, he soon pulls his hands away from hers.

“Yeah…that’s one option,” Sans says flustered.

“Well Miss Debbie, do you need more time to research this?” Asgore asked.

Debbie snaps out of her blank stare.

“OH! Yes! Sorry, yes I would need more time to research this” Debbie says as she shakes off her blush. Asgore noticed but didn’t mention this at all, all he did was nod in agreement.

“Then it’s settled, you may look in the royal library to see if you find any information there,” Asgore said. Debbie bows slightly.

“Thank you, sir,” Debbie said with a smile. Asgore nodded and soon the meeting adjourned, Sans was blushing like crazy with embarrassment. He couldn’t believe he held Debbie’s hands without thinking, but he can’t lie, Debbie’s blush was adorable to him as well.

Sans was making his way back into his room, he seemed…disheartened, so he walked into his room and sat down on his bed. The room was filled with silence, his thoughts were all over the place, he soon looked up to the ceiling, as if he was expecting something. That's when he sighed and soon got off the bed and kneeled, as he kneeled, he looked up at the ceiling.

"Please...give me the strength to help the people I love..." Sans says as he looks down, he keeps praying. “Please God…give me the strength…” He said looking up, he continued praying, and that’s when he soon went to bed, as he laid down, he started to doze off.

He started to dream of him running through the city. It was complete and utter chaos. He was running around, calling for his brother, or anyone for that matter ...the entire place was in disarray and chaos. He looked and saw Debbie on the ground unconscious. “Oh no…” he muttered as he rushed over.

Sans held her gently, checking for any indication of injury. As he held her, there was the sound of thundering footsteps, the ground shook as the thunderous sound got closer. Sans looked and his eyes widened when he saw a towering Underbeast, its massive body towering over the buildings.

It looks at Sans and it growls with rage, it soon prepares its attack from its mouth. Sans had zero idea how to avoid or escape the beast's attacks. He feels that he is too weak and hopeless to go against it. And not just to save everyone. Including Debbie. He was starting to shake, he fearfully closed his eyes, but he felt a wave of determination fill him, reopened his eyes, and unbeknownst to him, his eyes changed to have a four-pointed white star in his eyes. He held onto Debbie with a firm but protective hold while glaring at the Underbeast. He stretched his hand out and summoned a strange spear-like weapon with an ax head. With a battle cry, he threw the spear weapon at the Underbeast. It soon goes straight through the Underbeast’s head, killing it instantly. Sans was shocked about what had just happened. Blinking, he looked at the spear returned, he looked and saw it was a halberd, it was a beautifully crafted weapon, with elegant markings that were carved into its blades.

Sans was very confused, he looked at the halberd and soon saw his reflection in its blade, he was shocked at how his eyes had changed, some markings appeared on his face as well. He reached to touch the markings, which gently glowed upon contact. That’s when Sans slowly started to wake from his dream, as he did, he had the worst headache he’d had in years…this wasn’t like any other headache, this was like a hangover headache or a headache you get when you wake up late. He sat up with a groan, he went to put on his slippers…only to notice how tight they were. He looks and reaches to grab one.

“What? They fitted just fine yesterday…” Sans says he went to stand up, only to realize he was now much taller than normal. “What?” He asked himself, clearly, this was throwing him off. But he soon went to see where Papyrus was. As Sans made it downstairs, he heard the sound of cooking, which brought a sense of relief.

“Morning Papyrus,” Sans says as he walks to the kitchen doorway, he could still clear the doorway without having to duck, which is a good thing cause no doubt that would’ve been an annoying thing to deal with.