Toriel had given me a phone before she had lefft me, and I had continued on my own despite her warning me not to. I answered every tedious call, and I suspected she was doing something special for my arrival. She was so sweet. However, I encountered monsters. It was the same thing as when I fought Flowey, but now I had a..console of sorts, and I simply walked onto the field of battle when I needed to dodge the attacks. But, a presence had guided my hand to the fight button, against my very will, and I had whacked with my stick, whacking and whacking and whacking until they were all..dead. All of them. Sometimes a fight would initiate, but in my text box..it would say "But nobody came." Those words sang guilt into my heart. Everyone was dead.
My movements were..no longer my own. I felt trapped in my mind, locked in chains that held my hands behind my back in ths empty darkness where all I could do was watch. Watch as I had killed and slaughtered and the leaves beneath my boots were tinted red and my footprints had blood residue on them. There was nothing I could do, something was possessing me I could not control. I wasn't even allowed to dodge. There was no way I could get past the chains holding me back, no way I could yell for someone. Well, I could. But..I wouldn't, I still won't talk, not unless..anything, hopefully. And I couldnt sign with my hands. Dammit, I was screwed. This..thing, possessing me would kill everything. Would they spare Toriel, as I was about to spare the dummy before the presence had controlled me? I do hope they did, in the short time I had known her..it had been better than so long in my life, and I felt great with her around.
But when I had finished all the puzzles, killed every monster, and came to the crossroads, I continued forward, taking the turn to the room with the mysterious structure. The presence controlling me turned left. What were they doing? I could only watch. I watched as they bent down, picking up a toy knife, and I could feel it in a way, the presence's sense of familiarity flooding back as it handled the knife and tested it on the wall. They left the stick behind, and went back, only to turn right instead of going back the way I came at the crossroads. But they stopped, and instead of continuing on, they turned and sat in the leaf piles, and my mind went dark. I could see nothing. Perhaps they released control on me. Then why can't I move?
Giving a frustrating grunt, I pulled at my invisible binds. Sighing, I sat on my butt, staring forward and just waiting for something to happen. And then something did. A figure, similar to my own, came forward from the darkness. Their appearance was like mine, but their skin was pale, their cheeks pink, hair lighter with an auburn tinge, and their sweater a mix of green and a lime-y yellow. I scuffled back, fear gripping me, as I could not see their shadowed eyes, and only the glint of a mind-replica of the toy knife in their hand. "Hello, I'm Chara. And I'm in control now. Understand?" the figure asked, voice sweet, similar to Flowey's..but lighter, more like that of an adolescent's. But fear drove me to give a feeble nod. I did not want to see what they would do to me, despite them already killing so many innocent creatures that did not deserve the horrific death this Chara had done to them. "Good. Now, I'm going to release your binds. You'll join me in fights, but you'll be a good little girl and don't interrupt me. But, I may..require you to be in control, but then, you may not ruin my plans, or we will reload our last save," they said, voice darkening. I gave another feeble nod, fear churning deep within me and causing my body to tremble with terror, when I felt my binds dissipate, and my hands could finally move freely.
Still remaining where I was, I let my bangs shadow the upper half of my face. Reload the save if I messed up. They had done that whenever I had died, SOUL and body. They had taken that newly found power away from me, and I remember when I had felt it. A power that only I held, the great and mighty Frisk. Not. Now I was powerless, even in my own mind. However, I brought my knees to my chest and closed my eyes, unable to see what horrible things Chara did next, using my SOUL and my body to do whatever they wanted. However, they had passed through the door and were now exploring the house of Toriel, ater passing the dead and blackened tree with the goat-like woman. She had taken our hand in her warm, furry one, showing us to a room that would now be our own. I felt a tug of sadness from Chara, and looked up for a moment to look at them, staring at the room with their fists clenched, knuckles white.
However, they quickly moved on, sleeping, before taking the pie and shoving it into my inventory, and then continuing on. Chara consistently asked Toriel how to exit the RUINS, and she looked uneasy with each probing question, before she had made a sorry excuse and walked the way we had come from. Chara had directed us to follow, and down a few flights of stairs we went, before coming up behind Toriel. She gave a speech about how she would destroy the exit, but still, Chara continued on, they wanted to leave. I, too, would have probably argued that I would like to leave. This place intrigued me, and everyone - except for maybe Toriel - didn't seem too happy. Perhaps I could change that, one day. But Chara had their own intentions, and I did nothing to stop them.
Although, she spoke of someone named Asgore. I listened to each word Toriel spoke intently, but still, Chara pushed against Toriel. They wanted to leave. Then, at the door, Toriel initated battle. Horror engulfed me. They couldn't kill Toriel, they just couldn't! I wanted to intervene, but the fear was too strong, I did nothing, I just..sat and watched. Chara continuously hit MERCY, then Spare. Whenever Toriel attacked, they dodged the fireballs with ease, although some singed my sweater, and remorse fluttered at the depths of my soul at the pity. But still, hope bloomed in me, they were going to Spare her!
But then Toriel remained silent after several attempts at Sparing, and didn't attack. That's when Chara hit the fight button, grinning maliciously. Leaping to my feet, despite being in my own mind, I screamed, "NO!" But it was too late. I didn't dare look at the damage count, but I knew there were five didgits. Five damn didgits. Toriel didn't have that much health. I looked up, seeing her bloody and torn. Tears streamed down my cheeks, burning and boiling and I felt her pain and I wanted to reach out and save her, even though I knew it was too late and there was nothing - nothing I could do. All I could do was watch and listen.
Toriel's voice shook, "You . . . at my most vulnerable moment . . . To think I was worried you wouldn't fit in out there. Eheheheh! You really are no different than them!" Then she fell to one knee, a paw on the ground and her eyes closed. "Ha . . . ha . . ." Then I watched her blown away into dust, her SOUL bursting into little pieces, and I screamed, trying hard to fight away the pain and remorse and guilt, knowing it was me who was doing it, despite not being in control. I crumbled to the ground, on my knees with my head in my hands and sobbing uncontrollably, and I could hear Chara uncontrollable laughter around me, and all I could do was...nothing.
The RUINS' people were dead. The RUINS' caretaker had fallen. The RUINS were in ruins.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: not much to say except..ow, my heart hurts just from writing that (tori i love you shhhh)
also I know my chapters are rather short at the moment, but that's mainly because I haven't gotten to the good parts just yet. Stay tuned for more chapters coming soon!