Frisk ran along the purple brick walls of the ruins. He made his way towards the golden flower patch where he first fell into the underground. He wanted to save him, no matter how many resets it took. He wanted him to live. He deserved to live.

Frisk had tried everything to save Asriel, he had thought of every possible solution, no matter how dangerous it was. When none of them worked, he decided to talk to Alphys about it.

Flashback to a previous timeline

Frisk knocked on the door to Alphys' Laboratory.

"Hey Alph, it's me, Frisk. May I come in?", Frisk shouted at the door.

The door opened and Alphys was on the other side. "F- Frisk, good to see you! C- Come in and take a seat!"

They sat around a small table, decorated with a pot plant and several cups of MTT-Brand instant noodles.

"Alphys, may I ask you about something? Something to do with your old research?", Frisk said with a slightly concerned look on his face.

Alphys seemed to be shocked at the question. She never wanted to have anything to do with the topic of SOUL manipulation after the grotesque experiments with the Amalgamates had failed. But Frisk was always there for her, she couldn't let a friend like him down.

"Uh… I- I…", she gulped and put on a fake smile, "Sure, Frisk. G- Go ahead".

"Is it theoretically possible to give a soulless person part of your SOUL and make them able to feel again? I know it sounds strange, but just don't worry about it. Is it possible?", Frisk inquired.

Frisk could see the amazement on Alphys' face. "Hmm… I remember researching about that t- topic...", she replied. She stood up and walked over to her computer. She opened a folder and typed in a 20-digit password.

"Watcha lookin' at?" Frisk said, glancing over Alphys' shoulder.

Alphys hadn't noticed Frisk behind her, she jumped a bit. "It's my old r- research about s- soul manipulation. Maybe we'll f- find an answer here", she explained.

After looking through the files for what seemed like hours to Frisk, Alphys leaned back in her chair and looked at Frisk.

"THEORETICALLY", she emphasized, "It would be possible for s- someone to part their SOUL and g- give one half to another p- person."

"That's great! How do I- Umm…", Frisk said enthusiastically, nearly giving away his plan. He didn't want Alphys to know what he was trying to do, afraid that she would't tell him out of worry. "How does it work", he finally corrected himself.

"I'll try to explain.", Alphys sighed, "In order for s- someone to give up half their SOUL, t- they would of course have to p- part their SOUL first".

"That seems rather obvious." Frisk complained.

"Yes, but you see:", Alphys explained, "Only a person with abnormal amounts of DETERMINATION c- could part their SOUL, and the r- recipiant too would need huge amounts of it. O- Otherwise the two halves would not b- be able to regenerate, and b- both the donator as well as t- the recipiant would have too w- weak of a SOUL to live with. Eventually they would both d- die."

"I see.", Frisk replied. But he wasn't at all worried. He knew both him and Flowey would survive the procedure, after all they were the beings with the most and second most amounts of DETERMINATION.

"So, how do you part your soul?" Frisk questioned.

"W- Well, this is where the problem lies", Alphys nervously uttered, "I don't know. I have n- no idea"

"Well that's a shame. But thanks for the help anyway, Alph. Say 'Hi' to 'Dyne for me alright?", Frisk said, clearly disappointed.

"Will do.", Alphys replied as Frisk left the lab.

Frisk thought to himself for a while. There must be a way… There HAS to be a way… I won't abandon him!

End of flashback

Frisk finally arrived at the flower room. He'd been here many times before, and every time he failed to save him. The one he cared for the most. And there he stood, in the middle of the flower patch. Flowey. He was facing away from Frisk.

But this time would be different. This time Frisk had a plan. A plan that would risk everything. It's either save him now, or never have the chance to do so again. Alright Frisk, stay calm. This is your last shot. Don't fuck it up. He walked over to Flowey, his hands were shaking. His knees weak, arms spaghetti. His palms were sweaty.

"Az? It's me, Frisk. Remember?", Frisk hesitantly asked the Flower.

Flowey slowly turned around. He had that wicked grin on his face. Frisk hated it.

"Don't call me that!", he shouted, "I told you to forget about me. I told you to not return. Why are you here and WHAT DO YOU WANT!". His facial expression shifted to an evil smile.

Frisk took a deep breath and exhaled. He held his hands over his chest and exposed his SOUL. This is it. Stay focused. Make this count.

"I want you to kill me."

It was his plan. His last, desperate plan. He had tried everything, but nothing worked. He was willing to take the risk. He was willing to risk his own life for Asriel. Asriel was the only one Frisk would do it for.

"What?", Floweys maniacal grin vanished. He was obviously not expecting that. He didn't want to hurt people anymore. He just wanted to suffer alone, and forever. For pain and suffering are all the emotions he could experience.

"You heard me." Frisk repeated.

Flowey paused for a second. His evil grin returned to his face, as he remembered what he was.

"GLADLY!", he yelled, summoning forth his pellets. Frisk was prepared. No, he was DETERMINED.

As the ring of pellets pierced Frisk's SOUL he screamed in pain. It was parted in two halves. Frisk rushed forward to flowey with his last energy, his DETERMINATION delaying his death. He pushed one half of his SOUL into himself and the other into Flowey. He heard him screech as Flowey dropped to the ground. Then, everything went black…

Authors note:

HEY everyone. This is my first fic and it's gonna be another one of those "Frisk saves Asriel and they become great friends (possibly more)" fics. I know it's not very original, but I'll still try to give it my all. Its hard to come up with entirely new ideas, seeing as there is just so much great material already out there. I don't expect the story to surpass 10k words, but we'll see how it goes and how people react. Also, I'm sorry for any broken english, it's not my first language. Leave some replies and feel free to give me ideas. Criticism is not only accepted, but also desired (if it's constructive, that is). Next chapter should be out in a few days, as I've already got a plan for it. Just a tad too lazy and tired to do it right now ^^. Thanks for readin' and stay awesome!