CHAPTER II: WINGDINGS GASTER

'W-what is h-happenin-' Kris thought was interrupted by his own hand plunging into his chest.

It was the most painful experience of all his life. He tried to scream, but no sound came from his mouth. After a few moments, his hand ripped something from his chest. It was red, shaped like a heart and when he saw his own body throw it in the little cage at the feet of his bed, he felt like all the control he had over his body, was gone. He saw with the corner of his eye that a long knife was now in his hand, its blade shining in the moonlight that passed through the window.

"That was easier than I thought."

Kris froze, as the voice broke the suffocating silence. It sounded like his own but… colder…

'W-who are you...' Kris tried to speak, but he couldn't, not anymore and yet, to his surprise, he felt his lips turn upwards and a giggle that sent chills running down his spine left his own mouth.

"Greetings…

my name…

is Chara…"

'C-chara? W-what do you want?' Kris asked, his question was met with yet another cruel laugh.

"To show to this pathetic world the real meaning of life… just like I did with the previous one."

Kris felt his body move towards the window and his own eyes roam the outside world.

"Mmmmh… this time monsters are already free, or perhaps… they never went into the Underground?" Chara wondered out aloud.

'T-the Underground? What are you talking about?' Kris asked, his voice trembling.

"So there was never a war, am I right Kris?" Chara asked in an oddly soothing tone.

'N-no there wasn't a… wait… how do you know my name?'

Chara let out a disturbing chuckle.

"Oh Kris… such a naïve and simpleminded child… I knew everything about you the very moment I latched onto your soul…"

'H-how?!' Kris almost shouted, it had to be a nightmare.

"Well, let's see… usually it's hard for me to take full control… but this time, well it was easier… and you want to why Kris?" Chara asked, Kris remained silent but he felt the smile on his own face widen even more, "It's because we're the same person Kris, you and I, we're the same."

'You're lying! I'm nothing like you!'

"Oh is that true? You want to tell me that if you could, you wouldn't take revenge on those who hurt you? Those horrible people that kept hitting you…"

'Stop…'

"Those who kept starving you…"

'Stop!'

"Those who abandoned you on that rainy day, on an unknown road, your clothes all torn over… you can still feel the cold isn't it Kris? Even when mother hugs you, even under all those blankets… you can still feel the cold… the cold of this world."

'Please… I'm begging you, I don't want to remember anymore.' Kris whispered, his voice cracking.

He felt his own hand rest on his cheek, wiping away a single tear.

"Don't worry Kris, we'll show this world that we're stronger, we'll erase it and kill everyone that stands in our way… then… we'll move to the next one… partner." Chara spoke in a comforting tone.

'N-no! I don't want to hurt anyone!' Kris cried desperately.

"Oh Kris… still you're resisting? I'm offering you revenge and still you refuse to cooperate? Maybe I should show you that no one really matters in the end… everyone die, everyone will disappoint you, abandon you in the moment of greatest need and the memories you made of them… will fade away…" Chara's tone became lower, more distant, as if they were remembering something, however, their next words made Kris' face turn pale. "We'll begin with mother, how does that sound Kris?"

'No… no… you're lying! You wouldn't… y-you… you can't!' Kris shouted angrily.

"Oh, I can't? I think I can Kris and I will, one single hit from a human who actually wants to hurt, and any monster, no matter how strong, they'll turn into dust before they can even blink." Chara began to laugh, her voice sounding more and more distorted. "Isn't it beautiful Kris? How nothing really matters in the end? I'll show you, I'll show you right now."

Kris felt his feet move. One step towards the door of his bedroom, then another and then another. He pulled back, he pulled back with every bit of strength he had. He wanted this nightmare to end, he wanted to wake up, to hug his mom, to eat her cake and go to school. He wanted to see Susie again, to see Ralsei and Lancer. He wanted Chara to disappear. But even if he wished with all of his heart, even if he pulled back with all of his might, the disturbing echo of his steps still filled the air inside of his bedroom.

"Surrender to me Kris, it will be easier for both of us." Chara grunted, as if they were actually struggling to keep moving on.

'Please… please help me! Anyone! Help me!'

"Help you?" Chara laughed maniacally. "And who could help you now Kris? Who could even hear you? Admit it, you're hopeless! Hopeless and alone, now shut up and stop resisting!"

Kris felt his strength diminishing, he felt his will starting to break. He hoped with all of his heart that as soon as his hand grasped the handle of his bedroom's door, he would wake up. But this wasn't a nightmare and he would never wake up.

"Now, which room-" Chara started to speak but then… they stopped abruptly.

Chara stopped talking, stopped moving, they remained motionless as they heard a sound coming from behind them. Kris heard it too, it was the sound of that rusty cage opening. He felt his body turn around quickly, Chara raised their knife but it was too late. A strange, white hand grabbed Kris' wrist and pinned them against the wall. Kris felt his eyes widen and that horrible, horrible smile on his face, finally disappear. In front of them was a cloaked figure, darker than anything Kris had ever seen… yet darker. The figure's face was broken, two large cracks adorned it, one above his right eye, one below his left. His hands, they had holes in it and while the figure's right one had Kris and presumably also Chara, trapped, the other one… the other one was holding a soul… a red soul… Kris' soul.

"HAVEN'T I MADE MYSELF CLEAR ENOUGH?"

"Oh you did Doctor… but I think I'm not going to follow your prescription." Chara laughed, using Kris' free hand to grab the figure's wrist.

However, Chara's laughter died in their throat as they felt the figure's hand move towards Kris' chest. Kris felt Chara push harder but the figure's hand kept moving, becoming closer and closer to his chest.

"You can't keep me away forever… you know there are places in which you won't be able to stop me, places in which you'll be weak, places our dear Kris will have to visit if they want this world to survive." Chara chuckled darkly.

"PERHAPS… HOWEVER, FOR NOW, YOUR TIME HERE IS OVER CHARA, GO BACK INTO THE DARK, YOU WON'T BE THE ONE DECIDING THIS WORLD'S FUTURE, NOT THIS TIME."

"We'll see about that… We'll-" Chara's voice vanished as the figure pushed their hand against Kris chest, the red soul they held penetrating it, disappearing inside.

It was like Kris was able to breathe again. He slumped against the bedroom door. He never felt so tired in his entire life. He even couldn't do anything as he felt the figure's arms wrap around him. Kris only hoped he wouldn't hurt him. But the figure didn't do anything as such. They simply took Kris to their bed and tucked them in.

"Thank you." Kris whispered.

REMEMBER… THE FUTURE IS YOUR HANDS.

And the world turned black.

I'm back! I really enjoyed writing this chapter and I think I'll write even more since you seem to appreciate, I changed some things in the first chapter if you want to go take a look, just some more dialogue, especially with Noelle, I really liked her character, did you know that she's in the "Fun Gang" draft of Toby Fox? I swear, with Kris, Susie, Ralsei and Lancer… hmmmm… I'm wondering if I could… well, maybe. However, I hope you liked this chapter, tell me what you think about in the comments and I'll see you, in the next chapter! Bye bye! (Totally not copypasted from a Markimoo's video)