Chapter 3

Chara saw monsters turning to dust left, right and center. They were all screaming for help. All begging for mercy. She saw a human going around killing them all. They had a sharp knife in their left hand. The figure looked like Frisk.

How is he alive? Chara thought knowing she had disposed of him.

Chara walked swiftly up to the humanly figure, turned them around and didn't see Frisk, but herself. Chara was the one killing all the monsters.

This Chara had the same face from the mirror. The only difference between the real Chara and the other Chara is that the other Chara had short hair like when she first fell.

"But...no! I didn't kill anyone!" Chara yelled

"Oh but didn't you?" Said the other Chara in a demonic voice.

"I...I only killed myself!" Chara said defending herself

"But that's where you're wrong Chara, " the demonic Chara walked around real Chara with big, evil smile. "You killed Frisk!"

"But I had to! He was a murderer!"

"But you killed him in the end...doesn't that make you one as well?"

"NO! I'm not a killer! I'm not!" Chara started yelling more.

"Oh Chara…" the other Chara went in front of the real Chara.

"You know, deep down, this is who you are! You stood by and watched all those innocent monsters getting killed and did nothing. You were a bystander. You were just as BAD as Frisk was Hehe...maybe even worse! "

"NO! I'm nothing like Frisk! I care about the lives of my people!"

"You can't deny it forever Chara…you'll become the monster….one day...just wait..." The other Chara walked away and vanished.

Chara stood in the middle of nowhere surrounded but dust. Chara looked at her hands. Her left hand was holding a bloody knife and the other was covered in blood. Her clothes were soaked in blood and covered in dust. She started to quiver from fear. She was a murderer. And she knew it.

Chara screamed and opened her eyes waking up to a crackling fire and the smell of apple-cinnamon pie. Chara felt a cold shiver run down her spine. Like her sins were crawling on her back. Chara breathed heavily.

It was...just a bad dream? A nightmare?

Chara felt a wave of relief flow over her but she still felt terrible for what she did. She knew she killed another person. By force. And what was worse? She watched monsters die by the hand of someone she used to call a friend. I could've stopped him...but I didn't...This tore her up inside. She was never going to let this down. She knew this wasn't going to end. These nightmares? These visions? She need help. But from who?

If I told mom, she wouldn't believe me. I need help though. Who can I go to? Who can I trust?

Then it hit her. She knew Sans.

If Sans remembers who I am, maybe he can help me...He does seem like a sciency kind of guy. And besides, I need to tell Dad that he can't break the barrier. No matter what!

Toriel walked in and saw Chara awake.

"Oh. Chara did you sleep well?"

Toriel said. She clearly didn't hear Chara scream awake.

"Yeah mom. It had a great dream!" Chara lied to her mother because she knew she wouldn't understand.

"Oh? What was it about?"

"It was about…uh..." Chara had to think happy thoughts, real quick. "You ...and me and Dad and Asriel...and we were all living happily on the surface! Together. As a family."

Toriel smiled and replied in a bit of a saddened tone, "I wish that could come true, my dear."

Toriel kissed Chara's forehead and invited her to have some pie.

After dinner Chara looked around her mother's new home. She never really looked around to carefully. She knew there was an empty picture frame in her room, and a hand-drawn picture she did when she was 11.

Chara did notice all the empty picture frames in the house.

Mom must really hate photos.

That reminded Chara of when they took their first family photo.

Chara had just fallen a few days ago and Asriel's family had already accepted her into their family. Asgore wanted to this picture to be special, so they picked some flowers that reminded Chara of the ones on the surface. Toriel and Asgore stood behind Asriel and Chara who were both holding a bouquet of flowers.

Chara was very shy at this time, and when the photographer took the picture, Chara hid her face in the flowers she was holding.

Her family loved the picture and hung it up on their wall.

Chara wondered if it was still there now. After all these years. Did Asgore still keep the memories of his dead children? Or did he take down any memory of them like Toriel did? There was only one way to find out. Chara had to venture there herself.

It wasn't going to be the only reason of course. She also wanted to see the rest of the underground with having to follow Frisk's every murderous move. She needed to tell her father she was alive and to stop trying to break the barrier. She wanted to make friends with the monsters, unlike Frisk, who clearly hated the race. But most importantly Chara wanted to know why she was having nightmares and why she was seeing things. The only way, was to leave the ruins. And venture on.

Chara, knowing the decision her had made, steadily walked towards her mother. She was going to leave the ruins and she needed to let Toriel know that.

"Mom?" Chara asked nervously

"Yes, my child?"

"I...have to tell you something...and you might want to sit down…"