A New Beginning, same Characters

(Aurora's POV)

"What do you mean a Fragment?" She said with confusion and panic in her voice. I sighed, not that she could hear it. Using the piece of graphite in my hands I wrote on the paper that I clutched in my claws. 'I mean what I wrote, I died and shattered, and the me right here is a collection of fragments that came to be here, though I feel that there are other shards here.' I lost my voice, it was annoying to say the least. Also I was trapped in one form for now, that of a small dragon. I was about one foot long and a deep purple color. I wasn't native to this AU, this one is called FlowerFell, For some reason when I manifested this small part of me together I triggered a True Reset, not that I know how.

"How did you die? Was it another monster that killed you?" Was her question. Before I could answer her a voice called out.

Flowey appeared in an empty pot on the nightstand, "There you are! What did I miss?" His eyes sparkled with slight panic.

"Only that my friend here is called Aurora and that she died somehow." as Frisk was explaining to Flowey I was writing 'I died to save the lives of other monsters, In doing so I used up way to much of my magic, and because I don't have a soul or determination like you two, it led to my death.

Flowey's leaves curled in shock, "Wh-What?!"

"Yeah, what do you mean, how can you be alive with out determination or a soul?" They said, her voice was filled with more worry than shock. 'I exist purely on magic, I normally have a huge amount of it, but in order to save those that I did, it required a lot of my power, I saved them even though I knew the cost.'

Flowey's petals twitched with curiosity, "Why are you telling us all of this? You just met us, and we've done nothing to earn your trust." He had a look on his face, quite similar to the creature he was in other alternate universes.

"Who did you save, maybe we can go find them!" was Frisk's excited plan. 'We cannot, after all that is not how timelines work. And to you Flowey, when I was whole I was a wanderer I traveled far, even through other timelines, you don't know me, but I know you.'

His expression tightened in terrified shock, "Y-You!-" he sputtered, "Just like that sk-skeleton!" He recoiled like a snake.

"So they are fine now because of the Reset?" She asked, 'sort of, the timeline I saved them in is still going.' I turned to Flowey before writing 'I am not like Sans, I am not a judge.' Flowey wrinkled his 'nose.'

"So what do, if you don't judge?" that was Frisk again. 'I normally only watched unless asked to help, and then if what they asked was for a good purpose I will help.'

"Help with..?" Flowey scowled. Frisk just nodded to that question, silently saying she wanted to know as well. 'With the timeline, sometimes things go wrong, people go missing, or new people show up, I either find the missing person, or detain the new ones normally.' The frustrated flower was quiet. 'If you think that I am a threat, than for the moment you are wrong, I am no even close to being a threat to you, Frisk, or any other monster.'

Flowey exposed two sharp teeth, "So you are a possible threat?" I laughed silently 'In my full power I once fought on equal footing, god of hyperdeath. Though that was in a different timeline, one in which the monsters acted differently than here.'

The Flower's face seemed to pale, "I-I...How did you..know?" I simply smiled 'I am a traveler, I have seen all paths.' He flushed.

Frisk just looked confused. "What are you talking about?" I looked her in the eyes before writing 'Spoilers.' Flowey's petals twitch in discomfort.

"What do you mean spoilers?" She was confused at my response. 'I mean that in order to find out we must leave the Ruins, and make it to the end.'

"Toriel will be back shortly," Flowey escaped back into his pot, unnerved by the topic. I hid the papers in one of Frisk's pockets and then curled around her neck, I used the little bit of magic I have to shield my self from Toriel's sight. A knock on the door was heard.

"My child are you there." Toriel sounded happy, but in her voice was an undertone of hate.

"I am here," Frisk called as she opened the door. Toriel stood there, her bloodshot eyes looking around the room.

"I was sure that your flower friend was going to be here, but it seems that he is not, anyway it is time for dinner," as she said that she walked away. Frisk followed her, making a face when Toriel was facing the other way. They got to the dinning table, on it was a plate of 'food', I am using that term loosely, for Frisk to eat. It was burnt and made out of blood and monster dust, but Frisk sat down at the table anyway. she was going to act like she ate it but as soon as Toriel looked away I carved a 'FF' on it and 'ate' it in reality. I new that Segoe was probably still looking for me, even though my absence was slowly causing her to forget me, out of everyone she had the closest bond to me. Because I am made up of the magic of the Void, I can send things there, so when I 'ate' the food I sent it there, where she could find it. Hopefully she will understand, and come find me, after all she has my 'Soul'.

"Did you really just eat that?" Frisk whispered to me, I shook my head. "Magic?" I nodded, "Great, that was good." After that Toriel came back and saw that she had already eaten.

"Wow, that was fast, you must have been hungry." Frisk smiled and nodded. "Well it is time for you to go to bed now," it was half telling, half commanding her to go to sleep. So we went to her room, "We leave in the morning." I nodded, I left her to curl up on the bedside table, actually around the pot that Flowey uses.

"Goodnight, you two," speak of the devil, he recoiled in the soil, and lay down for sleep. As I went to sleep my thoughts went towards those that I had saved, the Gaster, Chara, and Asriel of Undertale. I hope that they were living well, after all Frisk wouldn't be able to Reset anymore. As I was dieing I made sure that the timeline was locked, so that even if he or Chara Reset, it would take them to just after the monster's were set free. I was still in pain though, you would think that death would have set me free right? Well it didn't I still felt pain, I was scattered across many AUs, though none of them had enough shards in one spot for me to form a fragment. I got lucky that my 'mind' was stored in that Snow globe that I carried with me that day... Please Segoe, find it, I don't care that they don't remember, I don't deserve to be, but please be happy.

In my dream I sat in that room once again, I was cracking becoming undone, it was pure pain, but I didn't show it. I sat with a sad smile on my face, as I died I felt a great sadness in one of the AU's. My last thought as a complete person was "I wish their sadness would end, that they would be given hope." I saw myself shatter like stain glass once more, and the fact that not only was I shattered, I was scattered among the Void and the AU's, but a lot of the shards came here, where I felt the sadness, but I never expected this, to not only be alive some how, but also to cause a True Reset. I am glad, even in my death I brought joy to them.

(Somewhere in the Void)

"C'mon, G! This way!"

G sighes, "I'll never shake that nickname, huh? You've been calling me that since E13-"

"And I'll be calling you that until X48!" The monochromatic figure stuck her tongue out at him. She pulled at her scarf impatiently, grey eyes sparkling with excitement.

G rolled his eyes, well, his pinpricks.

"Hurry up, Wingdings!" she grabbed his hollow-centered hand, dragging him with her.

Gaster could remember only a few months ago she wouldn't even eat, shaken stiff by some terrible fantasy. Now it appeared that Segoe had recovered, but she was constantly distracted. She acted almost like a little kid, it was...bizarre.

She liked to talk about someone she saw in a dream, and constantly tries to prove their existence.

"Here! I saw it here!" Segoe gestured to the floor of the void.

"Segoe, you know there are no shadows in the void. There's no light and nothing to cast it."

"But there was!" She pouted, eyes brimming in defeat, "It was right here!"

Gaster put his hand on her shoulder, "Come along now, Ink must be wondering where you are."

She frowned, "But where did she go..?"

"That girl in your dream?"

"She's not a dream! And I'm not insane!" Segoe's eyes burned with fury, but not in the sense of grey and purple.

Change in magic is taken as a sign of losing your mind, so she wouldn't dare.

"Of course you aren't," Gaster ruffled her hair-which she decided to leave down-and gave her a warm smile.

"You all think I'm crazy..." Segoe hissed under her adjusted her scarf, but it wasn't always there. She used to wear it around her waist, tied into a neat bow, but one day she woke up in tears, and it was worn as a scarf. It felt so right to be worn like that, so she left it, all in hopes to figure out how it got there.

The other thing that she couldn't explain were the scars on her face. There was a jagged line was sprawled across the bridge of her nose. She hated it. Almost more than she hated grey-which is a story for another time.

She had gotten so lost in thought, that her friend's voice hardly penetrated the fogginess, "Hey, Segoe! You're spacing out again!"

"O-Oh! Sorry, Ink..." she was still holding firm to Gaster's hand. She slowly untangled her fingers from his, releasing grip. She had found herself in the tidy house of Inktale Sans and Papyrus, where she was living for the time being.

"Seriously, if you don't quit wandering off we're gonna need to get you a bell!" the artistic skeleton rolled his pinpricks, a teasing grin painted on his face.

"I am not wearing a collar!" She puffed her cheeks out indignantly.

He fastened his pinpricks to her troubled irises, "I'm kidding..." but he looked a little closer, "Your eyes-"

"What about them?" she asked defensively, had he noticed the color change?

"They don't change shape anymore."

At that she avoided eye contact, humming in response.

Gaster waved a hand in farewell, "I must get back to my universe." Oh, there's another thing no one can explain. Gaster, Asriel, and Chara are all living peacefully on the surface-Frisk hasn't been resetting, either. Almost as though they were manually placed in that position of peace.

"Segoe..."

She had once again lost herself in thought.

"Here, I'll get some water boiling for ya."

"Tea!" she cheered, rushing to the kitchen of the two-story house to pick out her favorite teacup-a colorful watercolor mug.