Umm, what exactly am I supposed to say here? Uhhh, hi, enjoy my story, leave reviews. Most people put personal info here after a while but I don't know whether it's going to be good or not so… It might be OOC but I like it. I'm not doing Frisk's sign language because I don't know how to write it properly. What else? Chara is a girl, Frisk is non-binary. CHARA IS NOT THE VILIAN! Enjoy the read :)

Chapter One:

Something stirs me inside. A scream rips through the air and something smashes onto me. Some of my petals break and I feel a swell of tears coming to my nonexistent eyes. I reach out with my consciousness and touch the gentle golden petals that now hang limp and broken. I feel the piercing pain, as if someone had ripped of my fingernails.

Again I prod the pain with my consciousness and give it a little soul. The pain fades away, but I would be panting for breath if I had a body. All I have are flowers.

My tears turn to anger as I try to sense what had landed onto me and hurt the only things I care about anymore. I reach out… and feel warmth?

Surprise fills my soul, as I realize there's a body. Not just a light monster body, like Tori-a certain monster that likes to water them, or some spiders that weave beautiful cobwebs that make my soul feel light and purple. It's a human, it's another human child which has fallen on my flowers, each time forcing me to give up more soul, only this one is the first in years.

I feel the pounding of their bright red soul as I realize that they are alive. I bring my consciousness together from all the different flowers, and raise its head. I sense their soul but unlike most humans, I can't tell if their intentions are good or evil.

Nervousness swells in my consciousness, as I feel slightly sick as I pray to the heavens that they'll be good, unlike the ones that killed Asriel, unlike the ones I lived with, unlike 99% of the human race.

I try to calm down. Getting angry has never helped me, great example was when I accidentally hurt one of the other humans who had fallen. Luckily Flowey reset the timeline, and my exp disappeared. That was the only time I had ever thanked him for resetting. Seeing Sans's hopeless face as he watched the world reset again had broken my heart. But if my heart was really broken each time i felt that way, i wouldn't have one.

Hello? Human can you hear me? I pulse the words in their direction, but their face doesn't change from the blank expression. Their face was so emotionless that I wondered if they had really been the one to scream, or had I found a way to- no, I haven't talked in years. Not out loud. Not with sound and feelings.

They got up, and started walking away. I let out an imagined sigh and was about to turn back to state of half-consciousness when I felt a tugging sensation. Something was pulling me to them. I didn't hesitate, I leapt toward them.

To be honest, I didn't know what I was expecting. Usually when I try to leave my flowers, an invisible force stops me before I go too far. I only know about Sans and Papyrus from Toriel's head.

But this time my soul dived right into the human's body. I saw the sudden reddening of my soul, I saw how clear it looked, like all the soul I had fed into my flower bed to keep it alive, and all the soul that I had given to keep a certain flower alive, had been restored.

The rush of sudden power made me want to keel over, and for a second, the human did. I could feel their muscles trembling with my desire, but their soul was much stronger than me, so it didn't do anything of the kind.

My soul, turned and twitched in the back of their head, finally I managed to locate the eyes. I peeked through them, making sure the original soul didn't notice my intrusion, and gasped. Sensing things with your soul, means so little compared to seeing it with eyes. Everything is so much clearer and vibrant. As if only through eyes could you see the true beauty of the world.

I stretched a little. My cramped soul filling all the unused space in the back half of their body. I felt so free, I could feel the breeze chilling the human's gentle skin. I could feel their shivers. I could smell the musty scent of the ruins. I could see my spider friends weaving crystalline webs and I stared for as long as I could until the human started moving again. It was so big and beautiful and wonderful and so full of life, in that one instant I had the urge to hug this human, to move the arms I now have and wrap them around myself. I was filled to the brim with delicious joy and excitement.

Still riding on the adrenaline rush that it was feeling again I probed the human's mind, hoping to see something about my savior.

I could feel their fear… and I could feel an untapped well of bloodlust simmering deep in their soul.

Shocked and scared, I tried to pull my soul away from their body, I wanted to go back to my little flower bed. Even if I never got to see the underground again through those beautiful eyes, even if I could never really feel things again. Even if I never got to taste Toriel's cinnamon-butterscotch pie, or hear one of Sans's funny jokes, or touch the softness of a warm bed, or smell fresh snow.

Tears welled up in our eyes, and they touched our hands to our cheeks, making no change in expression as our fingers came back wet.

Our eyes…Our cheeks… Our fingers…I was already thinking like I was a part of them. I pulled at my soul again.

I didn't want to stay with this human, because even though they could save everyone if they wanted to, they could also destroy everyone if they wanted to. Humans were unbelievable powerful.

But it refused…I couldn't leave this body. I was stuck on this ride. I was stuck with this human until the very end.

Again the tears came, but the dominant soul prevented them from dripping down to the pavement below.