Hexanthia

The door locked and Human in tow, the Feline turned to the girl in silent question. Leanna's gaze turned to the left, and she nodded, but didn't move. She didn't want to leave the possibility of safety at the Cat's side. Chuckling, Zeta patted the kid's head and turned to lead the way. "Stay right on my tail, Kitten, don' get lost now," she warned. Only a soft hum of affirmation sounded in return. The cat's bare paws made no sound against the sidewalk, but both females were quite aware of how loud Leanna's shoes were with every step. Zeta didn't mind, but the kid seemed to mind considerably. Glancing back as the sound of the girl's footsteps

A run-down little shop sat quiet in a quiet border town, crammed between so many more in the half-rundown place. Signs and flashing lights drew attention to the other storefronts, but this one had something of a simple look. Cats Alley, the sign above read, in large silver lettering on a violet oval. The only other signs of life was the lit Open sign, the fact that the doors were not blocked, and the sign affixed to the door itself. Rather than the usual mantra of 'No shirt, no shoes, no service', it read 'No Weapons, No Liars, No Thieves, No Exceptions.' Several random things rested in the large window, serving as an example of what lay wi

It had been eight years since the Monsters were freed from the caves beneath the mountain. Eight years since they stepped out into open air again, full of hope and wonder. Eight years since the harsh reality crashed down on them all. Humans had never quite been known for being accepting of things they didn't understand. Unknown brings uncertainty, and uncertainty guides fear. The little human Ambassador that had freed them all tried with all her soul to talk to the other humans, to convince them that it was alright, they wouldn't hurt anyone. But she was just a child, what does she know? How can she be sure? That sweet, naïve little thin

A child of light, lost in darkness; speaking with silence to plead for her life, even as she saught to sacrifice it. Pursued by monsters, haunted by phantoms, and guarded by one who was deemed the laziest of all. The little human seemed the epitome of contradiction.   And a figure unseen, eyes shinning in the darkness, watched her passing with great intregue. A golden eye glittered with curiosity, a silver eye shimmered with concern. Not a word uttered, though emotion filled her Soul. The slender tail swayed, twitching with each conflicting emotion, ears turned at every contradicting feeling. This small creature, this little human was the se

*N- ..No, please.. Please…I don't want to fight…* Her small hand cut through the air frantically, speaking in the only way she could as her other pressed hard against her chest. Her blue eyes were wide, pure sapphires shimmering with the tears she barely held back. Her lip quivered, and she took a small step backwards. She was terrified. And her terror fueled his fury.   "Jes whaddya think yer doin, buddy?" He couldn't remain silent anymore. He couldn't just watch anymore. Wouldn't. Not this time. Frisk spun as she heard his voice, but she didn't move. Looked like she couldn't move. *Sans..* Her hand moved, calling his name in s

Bestial ˈbesCHəl,ˈbēsCHəl/ adjective: bestial    Of or like an animal or animals.      "Darwin's revelations about our bestial beginnings"      "Stanley's bestial behavior"    Savagely cruel and depraved.        "bestial and barbaric acts"        synonyms: savage, brutish, brutal, barbarous, barbaric, cruel, vicious, violent, inhuman, subhuman, depraved, degenerate, perverted, debauched, immoral, warped ♪~♥~♫ {Begin?} [Yes] [No]< {…Are ya kidding me with this? Get back there and try that again.} {Begin?} [Yes] < [No] {There ya go. Now, let's get right to it, eh?} ♪~♥

He felt a sudden light touch on his arm. Jumping a bit, Sans looked down into those beautiful sapphire eyes. Until her hands started moving. *My dear? Is something wrong? "Huh? Oh…n..No, I'm fine, kiddo," he stammered, shaking his head in an attempt to clear it. Distals, what had come over him? He could feel the blue stain across his cheekbones spreading. *Are you quite sure? Frisk tilted her head as she watching him, frowning slightly. She still had the bit of her desert on her face. "Ya still got some Nice cream on your cheek there, kid. Or are ya saving it for later?" Sans's grin widened. *Oh, no…Here?  She reached up towards

Let me be your Shield. My heart can take more pain. It's had much more practice, See, it can be fixed again. It may look patched and tattered, Barely beating on, But I promise you, my friend, it's still going strong. I can spare my strength, You need it more than I. You've been through so much I can't bear to hear you cry. I know you tried to save me From more than I will know, but please don't ask me, now or ever, to simply let you go. So let me be your Shield, And you can be my heart I'll protect you from the world, Please don't let me fall apart.