Hi! So I finally got this chapter out, yay! Hope this one turns out great. I played Undertale and adore it, then this story plot in my head, having to write something. Its nice to see that a few people viewed it and decided to follow/favorite. Got one reviewer that wanted more so here it is.

Ask any questions or comment so I can understand what I did right or wrong. Undertale is a resent fandom and I will make mistakes, but I'll try my best. Hope the characters won't be OOC as it goes on. Thank you for reading or, at the very least, trying it out.

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Something soft but hard pressed against her back. The familiar scent of golden flower with the bright sunlight flashing against her closed eyelids.

Letting out soft sigh of disappointment pass her lips. She was back. Everything had reset once again.

Covering her eyes with one of her arm didn't help a lot. At least she could control her own body now, but her journey have to start over again.

Something deep inside her told her that everything will change this time, but she knows it was too much wishful thinking. Every time she reset, it was always at the same location and whomever controlled her body decided the outcome.

Every reset was like a severe case of déjà-vu. Memories came and went. Some stayed and others would reappear later on, whenever she would face monsters or her friends. But lot will stay, which made navigating much easier if unsettling ones doesn't reaper often.

Now, she needed to wait for the dreaded voice to appear once again, ready for the onslaught of verbal attack.

Nothing?

Bolting straight up, she tried to find the presence of the other soul trapped within her, despite never needing to before.

...it's empty. That extra burden she usually felt in the back of her head isn't there. 'Where is she!?' she thought as panic sinks in, her mind was tries to recall what had happened at the RESET button.

The memory was foggy, as it was every time she awoke but now it was even foggier. Then, a unrecognizable white, glowing figured seemed to stop something. There was a kind voice telling her it was over. Trap...chain..feeling of terror...

She could piece nothing else together.

Frustrated with her lack of memory, the only clear thing she remembered was feeling determined. Determine of what exactly? Still something inside her told again that this run will be different. How she know that is something unusual, but she still brim with determination. Her goal was still set since the beginning. The whole Underground freedom was counting on her.

Her hands quickly pushed herself off the all too familiar flower bed. She didn't bother to look around, as she knew where she was already.

Before setting off to the only door in the room, a hand was placed on her shoulder. Panicked at the new feeling, she quickly turned around and she was greeted with the sight of another person behind her.

It was another girl and there was no feeling of déjà-vu that followed after seeing her.

'Did something change?' she wondered, torn between feeling excitement and fright.

With her feelings overwhelming her, the girl fell back on using her hands to talk for her before she remembered not everyone understood sign. Grabbing a stick beside her, the girl turned to begin writing what she wanted to say before a slightly horsed but light voice stopped her.

"Stop…ummm…I understand what you said before. And no, we are the only person present."

Testing the waters, she quickly asked with her hands. "What's your name?"

The other girl shuffled her feet a little. "My name is Viola."

'Viola' felt the calculated gaze from the other girl. The kid was sharp, although Viola doubted she remembered much of anything. With multiple time-loops and the resetting of one recently, memory became distorted and foggy. Especially ones that never happened before.

It had taken Viola a moment to make her new body. She stood slightly taller than the other girl with lightly tanned skin. She wore a light blue t-shirt and a large black jacket with a hood that was long enough to pass her waist and the sleeves covering over her wrist. She also wore simple, tan shorts and white sneakers. Her was eyes were a dark blue shade with bursts of red. Her white-blond hair was slightly tousled and reached over her shoulder to halfway down her back.

Viola could feel the soul that she captured still slumbering. At least she could worry about that one later, but, for now, she had questions. "Excuse me, what's your name?"

The other girl quickly told her, "My name is F-r-i-s-k."

"Fr-i-sk...Frisk? Did I say it correctly?"

The girl, Frisk, nodded.

"Good...so where are we?"

Frisk is worried. "You don't know?"

"Nope. This is my first time here."

"How you get here?"

"Don't know...I only remember darkness and awaking in the flower bed. It was like I appeared out of nowhere." She answered with a shrug, wondering why the girl wasn't using her uninjured voice.

Most of her answers were half-truths. Still, Viola could feel that Frisk wasn't buying her story so far. Well, it was worth a shot.

As for Frisk, she was confused. She hadn't met this girl before, right? All those resets must have done something. But for better or worse..?

For some odd reason, deep inside, Frisk felt she could trust this girl. Why, though? She had no clue but Frisk decided that Viola was a better companion than her old one. A shiver ran down her spine, shaking the dark memories about to flow forth aside.

She grabbed the sleeve of her new acquaintance to follow along. The confused look on her face disappeared when she pointing at the lone door in the cavern.

Viola followed Frisk through the purple pillar door. The new room was another huge cavern but it had some sunlight so it wasn't all that dark. It was fascinating to see more this place has to offer.

Up ahead, she could see a patch of grass with a single yellow flower. On closer inspection, she was surprised at what she heard and saw.

"Howdy!" The flower greeted brightly with a slightly high pitch voice, making Viola raise an eyebrow. In the center of the yellow petals was a face with a pair of eyes and a mouth on it's white pallet. She recognized familiar entity of plants that can talk or had faces and decided this could end two ways: good or bad.

Frisk was a bit shock of his light greeting, like this was the first time meeting her when first fallen. Something doesn't feel right as it made her heart shake.

"Great, time for another-" The flower stopped mid-sentence when he saw Viola standing behind Frisk. "Two humans? ….golly. Don't thought you will invite a friend here. Hi! I'm Flowey. Flowey the flower. Looks like you're new around here. Wow, it must be your lucky day. Since you're new here, someone ought to tell you how the world works here! Look like little ole me will have to do it."

'Oh no...' Viola thought.

"Ready? Here we go!"

Viola felt her soul and the one she was carrying being tugged. Nope, not happening! She quickly stored the other soul deeper inside her as her own soul was pressed in front of her jacket. It glowed and shaped into a valentines heart. Glancing beside her, Frisk's soul was the same way, only colored red to her white one. She can feel the soul follow her actual heartbeat, pulsing at a rhythm. There was a few things appear in front of her but barely paid attention as Flowey started to talk.

"See that on your chest?" Flowey asked as he continued. "That is your SOUL, the very culmination of your being!" Viola rolled her eyes as she moved closer to Frisk.

Frisk experiencing that something was wrong, Asriel is repeating his lines. Which never needed as much after countless resets. 'Was it because of Viola?' she ponder while listening to the rerun scrip.

"Your SOUL starts off weak but it can grow stronger if you gain a lot of LV. What's LV stand for? Why, LOVE, of course!"

Viola could feel Frisk stiffening beside her as the flower talked about love. This confused her. Did love actually mean 'love' or did it have a different meaning here?

"You want some LOVE, don't you? Don't worry; I'll share some with you!" Flowey said before giving them a wink with it's tongue sticking out in a cute (?) fashion. Five white, spinning things appeared from the flower. "Down here, LOVE is shared through little white...'friendliness pellets.'"

Viola heard the flower's voice shift slightly as he said those words. Before she could decipher the expression, it quickly disappeared. "Are you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!"

Viola did not buy a single thing the flower spoke as she watched the pellets fly towards her. Frisk must have known or agreed with her as she tried to yank Viola out of the way. One managed to graze her shoulder and pain shot though Viola's body, covering it with her other hand.

Viola looked back and saw that the flower's face had a larger smile with its teeth showing. "You idiot." The flower said very slowly, its voice laced with evil intent. "In this world, it's kill or BE killed. Isn't that right, Chara? Or should I say Frisk?"

'Who's Chara?' Viola wondered as she looked closely at the flower. 'Is it that other child's name?'

Since the cavern seems to revolved around souls, Viola laced her eyes with energy and stared at the plant, searching for anything.

Blood rushed from her body as Frisk began feeling cold. She tried to pull Viola away from the attack but failed. She can see the pain torn through Viola as she held her injured shoulder. Then Asriel was speaking and acknowledged Chara and her in the same sentence, he always refer them different.

'What is happening?' Frisk wondered fearfully.

A circle of the pellets caged the two in a wide circle, not leaving any opening like before to escape.

"Either way, this is the end for you. DIE!" Flowey shouted, the circle slowly enclosing the two.

Viola wasn't as scared as Frisk and she could feel the girl's soul shivering. Something must have changed since the last time than just her being here. To her delight, searching the flower's soul proved to be helpful. She store it for later, but now they have a bigger issue.

Frisk could see the familiar circle gathering nearer and nearer, but she stood tall beside Viola. She was not going to let her new companion down. Dread overtook her, though, as she wondered what to do.

Viola was glad Frisk was beside her to fight. Something must be bothering her with that frown though, but now wasn't a good time to think about it. Her energy pulsed inside her small body, a spell already on standby.

Before anything could happen, the pellets suddenly disappeared. Flowey sported a very confused face, as were they. He was distracted enough to not see a ball of fire aimed at him. He was hit and went flying to the left side of the room where shadows danced. Viola could feel her's and Frisk soul's returning to their bodies, officially ending the battle.

Viola's eyes widened at the huge anthropomorphic goat creature standing in front of them. Taking in its appearance, the goat looked like a female, having white fuzzy fur and wearing a slate-blue robe. In the middle of the robe were weird looking runes with an orb between two wings and three triangles beneath it; with the bottom middle triangle inverted and all were colored white. The goat had a pair of short, slightly curved, sharp horns on top her head with a concerned expression directed towards them.

"What a terrible creature, torturing such poor, innocent youths!" The goat said, sounding very worried. She slowly approached them, but Viola backed away while pulling Frisk with her.

The goat noticed this and backed away a bit. "Ah, do not be afraid, my children. I won't hurt you. Come here and let me heal you."

Frisk stepped forward at hearing the familiar, caring voice again. Warmth spread throughout her body at seeing her surrogate mother alive. Despite wanting to hug her goat mother, she remembered her friend was injured and had met one of the nicest monsters in the caverns. Frisk grabbed her friend's uninjured arm and dragged her closer to her mom.

Viola was skeptical after her encounter with the flower but she trusted Frisk's judgment. By the smiling and cheerful demeanor circling around Frisk, Viola could tell the monster wasn't bad.

After closing the distance between them, the goat fell to her knees and used her magic to heal Viola's shoulder. After the soft green glow was gone, Viola rolled her shoulder to feel it was healed. 'Interesting. So they have the power to heal too.'

"Does it feel better?"

Viola nodded.

"Good. Oh, I am Toriel, caretaker of the Ruins." The goat informed.

She greeted back with kind smile. "Hi, I'm Viola. And this is Frisk. Thank you for helping us, Toriel."

Toriel gave a tender, warm smile. "Not a problem, my child. Luckily, I pass through this place every day to see if anyone has fallen down. You are the first humans to come here in such a long time."

Toriel gathered herself off the ground and dusted off her robe. "Come! I will guide you through the catacombs. It's not safe here."

Frisk followed Toriel closely with a smiling face. She was happy to return and make sure this reset was the perfect one. Although, questions keep looming in her mind concerning the many changes and the new encounter already happening. She needed to question Viola when they were alone so she could question her and explain how the Underground works after Toriebl was done giving her explanations.

They left through another the doorway with Viola slowly trailing behind. She glanced at the spot the weed was before and where it supposedly landed. She saw nothing and felt nothing with the empty soul of the plant. She thought that maybe she was imaging the expression the flower face when that fire attack hit him. Relief, that what it expressed. But why be happy by being attack and stopping the battle?

Not wanting to be left behind, Viola quickened her pace with her mind playing thoughts about the journey ahead.