With Frisk

Frisk looked around at her surroundings. There was a large, purple door, similar to the one in the Ruins. She felt a strange feeling coming from the door that she didn't like. Even though she'd been in this strange place for a physical total of about five hours, it felt to her like she'd been there for days. She could very clearly remember waking up here and wanting to leave.

She looked down at her body, which had gained several injuries in this place. Painful cuts that burned lined her skin, blood still coming out of some of them. She stared at them, sighing as she remembered how she'd gotten every single one of them.

"QUIT or scream for help." Came the voice that sent a chill down her spine every time she'd heard it. Its owner materialized into view, his ghostly form causing her great fear and terror. He grabbed Frisk by her sweater, holding her up to where his face would be. (A/N: just so we're clear, this is not Gaster—in case you thought it was—whether or not he resurfaces is up to how this story goes, but this particular entity is not Gaster)

He wore a black hood and cloak that hid most of his body. The only thing Frisk had seen of him was his hand, which was bony like a skeleton's, but unlike Sans' or Papyrus' hands, this one more resembled a human skeleton's hand.

"No.' Frisk said, her tone uneven, but still firm.

"I've brought you to the full extent of your limitations" the being said, slightly irritated. "And yet you still resist me."

"I won't QUIT." Frisk said firmly. "What would that do?"

"Your DETERMINATION may be at a decent level" the being said in a slight growl. "But, I will cause you to give up. You may have escaped me once, but I will take you."

"What are you talking about?" Frisk asked. "Are you talking about with Sans?"

"Oh, that's rich." The being said, laughing. "You really don't know? Funny, then. You should ask your 'sister'."

With that he raked his bony hand (which was very sharp) across Frisk's stomach, making more cuts that burned heavily. Frisk cried out in pain, but still refused to give in to the being's demands. This seemed to irritate the being even more as he continued to make cuts across Frisk's body, causing her to cry out in pain, but not for help.

With Flowey, Cooper and Chara

"I'm not a full blooded human." Chara said, her tone serious.

"You're just now telling him this?" Cooper questioned.

"What?!" Flowey exclaimed. "How?!"

"Well, it's a long story." Chara said, chuckling.

"We've got time." Flowey said.

"Fine." Chara said, beginning her story. "Well, first off you should know that my mom is a monster. My father was a human. They met and became good friends, eventually falling in love. One thing led to another and eventually, I was born. However, in case I was to leave the cottage, my mother used her magic to seal up my own magic powers so that I would both resemble a human and also not develop a hybrid's mark (A/N: a hybrid's mark is a feature on a hybrid that distinguishes a hybrid from other monsters or humans—it's far more easily distinguishable in humans (because there aren't many different types of humans)—it could be like a human with a skeleton's hand (for example) or some other feature)

"That doesn't seem so bad." Flowey said, thinking. "So, how'd you end up in the Underground?"

"Well, in my village" Chara said, growling. "There were only about two people who were at peace with monsters, aside from my father one of them was Cooper how protected my family. The rest of them hated monsters with all their passion. My father met with my mother in secret (she lived in the woods in a secluded area my father stumbled upon) and they just became friends."

"So, wait." Flowey said, starting to understand what his best friend was getting at. "So did they…"

"Eventually." Chara said, sighing and looking down. "Eventually, they found out about my father, about my mother, about me. On that day, I realized just how cruel humankind could be."

Flashback—some time ago

"There's the monster lover!" the villagers shouted at each other, looking towards the secluded cottage. "It's time we showed him what we do to their kind as well as the monsters!"

They carried their torches and weapons (A/N: no, this isn't cliché—it's nighttime there) towards the cottage.

Inside the cottage, the human man and the monster woman looked out in fear, the woman clutching her small, sleeping child to her, and a boy looked out the window cursing that they found them.

The human man wore a simple collared shirt and pants (think Little House on the Prairie style). His hair was brown as were his eyes.

The monster woman wore a red hood and cloak combination that was opened with the hood down, making it look like a cape. She wore grey armor that had a large, green, upside down heart on the front and the cloak was fastened with another green, upside down heart. Aside from her monster features, she had a humanesque look to her (though she was a full blooded monster). Her skin was paper white. A single, white fang poked out of the corner of her lip (not her only tooth, but the longest one). She had dark brown hair, out of which came brown and grey feline ears. Her right eye was grey, but the other one was glowing red and seemed to be like a fire due to her heightened emotions.

The child had short brown hair and brown eyes (which were closed). She wasn't an infant, but was around three or so.

The older boy had on a read straight jacket with 4 hooks attached to the straps, he had on had camo pants, his eyes were covered by bandages in fact anywhere where skin could be shown was covered in bandages.

The man could sense her distress, knowing that humans tended to be stronger than monsters, minus the magic capabilities.

"It's alright, Khara." He said, hugging his lover tightly. "I'm right here. I'll protect you and Chara as best I can."

"Dame if only i could end them, this would be so much easier on all of us but we will have to try something else." The boy said out loud to no one in particular.

"I" Khara said, trembling, a tear coming from her grey eye. "I'm not so afraid for me as I am for our daughter. They'll slaughter her without mercy, those beasts."

"The only hope we have" the boy said, looking toward Mount Ebott in the short distance. "Is to escape to the Underground."

"I agree with Cooper on this one." the man said to Khara

"But, Grey" Khara said, her voice unsteady. "That's over two miles away. Do you think we can make it?"

"We'll have to try." Grey said, rubbing Khara's dark brown hair. "If we wish to give Chara a good life."

"You're right." Khara said, nodding and clenching her fist. "We have to try. But, the monsters. They might kill you. Humans have dropped down into Mount Ebott to kill before."

"If we can keep our daughter safe" Grey said, kissing Khara on the head. "I'll take any risk."

"Okay." Khara said, standing to her full six foot nine height. "Let's go now."

"Right." Grey said. He turned to open the back door when a spear came through the window, embedding itself in his leg. The front door burst open, the villagers crowding in, throwing spears with cries of 'kill the monster and her lover' and 'leave no abomination alive' echoing throughout the house.

"Khara, run!" Grey shouted, standing up to face the angry villagers. Even though he couldn't use his leg fully, he stood firm, full of DETERMINATION.

"no." Khara said, standing next to her lover. "I won't leave you."

"Khara" Grey said, his voice in a growl. "Leave now and protect Chara, Cooper go with her."

"A-alright.' Khara said, nodding as she ran, holding the sleeping Chara. After she left the house she heard Grey shut in rage and then he was silent.

As she ran, several of the attackers ran after her. However, Khara, being her species of monster (A/N: her species is known as a Nekomon), was faster and more agile than the humans. She easily dodged their spears and other projectiles, all while cradling her sleeping child.

"Stay back!" Cooper yeled as he burned more spars in the air.

Chara began to stir. She blinked her eyes and looked up at her mother, the light of the torches revealing some of her face.

"Mommy, Cooper?" the young girl asked, confused. "Where's daddy?"

"Daddy's gone." Khara said, tears running down her cheeks.

"Will he be back?" the child asked innocently.

"No, Chara." Khara said, holding Chara tighter. "No, he won't."

"Mommy?" Chara asked, looking into her mother's tear filled eyes. "Where are we going?"

"We're going to visit some friends of mommy's." Khara said, picking up her pace.

"okay." Chara said, the very young child having no idea what was going on around her.

Khara reached Mount Ebott, running towards where she knew the entrance to the Underground was. She made it to just within a hundred feet of the barrier when a spear struck her in the side, narrowly missing Chara.

Khara dropped to her knees, crying out in pain. Two more spears lodged themselves in her body, one in her leg and the other in her chest, just below where Chara was resting.

Three men appeared from the bushes from behind Khara, all of them holding spears. When they saw that Khara was near the Underground, they stopped advancing, worried that Khara wasn't the only monster that had managed to escape imprisonment. Khara stood up shakily, limping as fast as she could to close those last hundred feet. She was just about over the hole to the Underground, when she collapsed, her willpower depleted. She let her child tumble onto the ground in front of her, just in front of the hole to the Underground. Chara began to cry, having hit her head. Khara looked at her child with tears in her eyes, unable to stand up and hug her one last time.

"I'm sorry, Chara." Khara said, crying. "I'm sorry I couldn't see you grow up and become a woman. I know that you will never be safe or happy in this world, so, I'll give you happiness with my friends, Cooper take her pleas and keep her safe."

Summoning the last of her strength, she pushed Chara into Cooper's arms, immediately afterwards laying her head down and turning to dust. The wind carried her dust and blew some of it into the hole.

"Sleep well." Cooper said and moved his head to the people. "Now that she is dead my promise of not killing you is over now DIE!" Cooper yeled and lit all of them on fire and jumped back, into the hole falling.

With Chara (still flashback)

Chara tumbled down the hole in Cooper's arms, actually laughing and holding her arms out as if she were flying. Suddenly, though, they hit ground in a bed of flowers, knoking Cooper out and hurting herself and beginning to cry. As she slept, dust fell on her. She touched the dust, rubbing it on her face and hands. As she did so, she began to feel comforted, her crying beginning to soften. Eventually, the embrace of sleep claimed her, causing her to lay down on the flowers and close her eyes.

While she slept, a goat like creature about her height and age looked at her from behind a pillar nearby. He was curious as to what this creature could be. He walked over to the creature, touching it. A small amount of dust came off on his fingers, making his eyes widen slightly. But, he could sense a link between the dust and the small girl, who he now identified as something that resembled a human (A/N: he can sense that she's not fully human, but he can't tell right away). He picked her up and the boy that was holding her, carrying her to his parents who were nearby. They both gasped at their son carrying what looked like two humans.

"Asriel" his father said, looking over the sleeping Chara. "Where did you find that human?"

"On the flowers." The smaller monster, Asriel said, holding her up. "She's got dust on her."

"Dust?" his father asked, taking Chara from Asriel and touching her face, a small amount of dust coming off on his fingers.

"This dust is similar to her own essence." He whispered to his wife. "She's a hybrid. But, she doesn't have a mark."

"She's just a young child." His wife whispered back. "It might not show up on human children until later in life."

"Right.' Her husband said, thinking. "Though, the dust is familiar. I feel like I know the monster this dust is from and how is this."

"Well" his wife said quietly. "Let's take them inside and let them rest. We can figure out what to do to help her later."

"Right, Tori.' The father said, nodding. The four of them walked back into their home, which was on the other side of the flowers.

Present time

"Well" Flowey said, thinking. "That explains a lot. Why would mom and dad hide that from me though?"

"Well, there's still more I haven't told you." Chara said, sighing. "Remember the buttercups?"

"Yeah.' Flowey said, his tone suspicious. "What about them?"

"Well" Chara said. "My mother told me that buttercups can distort magic. It was when she told me about my seal keeping my magic powers from emerging. I ate the buttercups to see if I could gain my magic powers because I was feeling left out. You guys had all those magic powers. I guess I ate too many."

"How many did you eat?" Flowey asked.

"About fifty." Chara said.

"Fifty?!" Flowey shouted. "Dad was vomiting uncontrollably after eating two of them. You ate fifty and still survived for three weeks! I've heard legends about your mother being powerful (A/N: Flowey didn't know until then that Khara was Chara's mother, he heard about her), but you're something else."

"Well" Chara said. "I was trying to gain power and take revenge for my parent's murders."

"You didn't count on dying though." Flowey said. "And then, it led to me absorbing your soul and then me carrying you."

"Yes." Chara said. "But, when I tried to get you to fight, it wasn't for revenge. I knew that those beasts couldn't be reasoned with. They'd kill me if I went back there anyway. I wanted you to at least defend yourself, but you held that peace view."

"Yeah" Flowey said. "And look what happened to me."

"I'm sorry." Chara said, wrapping her arm around Flowey and pulling him into a hug. Flowey didn't struggle like he normally would (Chara was the only person who could hug him and he not fight it), but instead accepted it, spreading his leaves like he was hugging her back. "I didn't mean to drag you into that. It's all my fault."

"It's fine.' Flowey said, shrugging. "I got over it."

"I haven't, i still can't believe you left me out of you plane." Cooper said.

"Right." Chara said. "But, there's still some stuff I haven't gone over yet."

"Like what?" Flowey asked.

"Well" Chara said, starting again. "My mother told me that my seal could be broken by near death, so when I revived, my seal was broken. With my hybrid soul, I could leave the barrier as I pleased."

"What did you do when you left?" Flowey asked.

"I only left once." Chara said. "I tried to slaughter the village, letting them know exactly who I was and why I was doing it (both for you and my parents). But, first I went to my mother's house and found some interesting things."

Flashback—some time ago

The older, more powerful Chara walked into the house. Though she hadn't been there in years, the house held some nostalgia for her.

Chara was dressed in a yellow and green striped sweater. Toriel, her adoptive mother, had given it to her because she wanted to match Asriel. Her hair was longer than it was, reaching her shoulders. Her eyes were a much darker brown than before, but her right eye had a reddish glow to it.

Something moved in the house. She summoned a Gaster Blaster, something she'd learned from Gaster, the move's creator. She'd met him formally after she'd resurrected herself. He never did trust her, but her fascination with his magic had led him to teach her to manipulate her magic to use them. She enjoyed firing Gaster Blasters at various targets he'd set up. It was one of the first times she'd seen Gaster smile at her. Too bad he fell into the core though

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The moving object revealed itself. It was only a squirrel. Chara dissipated her Gaster Blaster. She hated using them and then recalling them. Such a waste of magic, she thought. She summoned a dark fire to her hands, a magic property passed down from her mother. It used much less magic, being a genetic magic (if a monster manages to learn a technique that is not one their species can normally learn without training, it costs more MP (Magic Potential—how much energy using certain magic takes) than a genetic one). Plus, the darkness felt comforting to her, as if she belonged in it.

"I wonder what I thought I'd find in here." Chara said to herself. She looked around the house, trying to sense anything that might help her understand why her mother had left her. Her caretakers, Asgore and Toriel, had told her that her mother had died before she fell into the Underground, but they never said anything about it. They'd always said they didn't know, which Chara believed to be true. It's not like they could have left the Underground to find out anyway.

Chara noticed something in a drawer, something she hadn't noticed before. She picked it up, looking at it.

It was a journal, belonging to her mother. Chara opened it and read it, waves of emotion flooding into her as she read.

"November 1st, 10X7" (A/N: I'm just using random numbers here—they aren't an official dating system—also, this is before Asriel is born) the journal read. "I figured out how to escape the barrier via my teleportation skills. It drained most of my magic and I won't be able to do it again for quite some time, but it is nice to know that I can exit and live on the surface (let's just keep this a secret between us. No need to tell Asgore and have him all in a tizzy). I will visit the Underground, but I think I'll live fully up here with long vacations to the Underground. I don't think I'll be able to bring another person with me, especially someone big like Asgore or Gaster. Speaking of which, I heard Asgore and Toriel are trying for a child. Lucky them. I do hope, though, that Asgore doesn't name this one. My god, how many things have bad names solely because monsters wanted to let Asgore name them. (don't tell him I said that, journal—this is just between us). Well, I'm tired, so I'm gonna sleep. Until next time: Khara."

"January 5th, 18X2" Chara read. "I met two humans today when I was walking through the woods to find berries for my pie that I was making. I know you don't believe me, but my pies even rival those of Queen Toriel's (don't tell Asgore though, he'll be on my ass about making him some—guy always did love good pie). I hope little Undella's (A/N: wonder who her name sounds like) doing okay. I hadn't quite finished teaching her how to cook yet. She's the first aquatic creature I met that learned how to cook from me instead of Toriel. I'll have to visit sometime. Anyway, the humans were very kind and they helped me. I thought the villagers near here hated monsters, but they do not. One of them named Cooper a wired human but has promised to keep me safe and hidden from the villagers. The other has this very mysterious name: Grey. He's really handsome. Well, I gave him some pie. He almost choked on it, but when you eat it as fast as he did, it's expected. He asked if I'd like to meet up soon and I told him yes. I hope to see him again. Well, later: Khara."

Chara skimmed through the next few entries (they were mostly filled with 'Grey and I hung out and did such and such'), but one caught her eye.

"March 9th, 19X3" it read. "Today, I feel a little strange. I started having weird cravings and they didn't stop. Must have something to do with that fun time Grey and I had. I won't tell you about that, but it was HOT! As Gaster would say, we went to the 'Bone Zone' (oh god, I hope that if he has kids, they don't ever use that quip). I do hope the cravings go away before I decide to eat my couch (that was a little joke). Next time: Khara."

Chara continued reading, but for the next dozen or so pages, it was all 'weird craving' or 'Grey and I'. A couple mentioned the villagers asking Grey what he did on his walks, but Grey always said 'nothing'. Two particular pages did catch her eye though.

"December 12th, 10X3" the first one read. "I'm so excited. Our child was born. She was born in human form, but I assume her hybrid mark will come soon. I named her Chara because I can sense that she has my dark power (if you didn't know, journal, Chara, similar to my name, Khara, means 'Dark'). She has the most beautiful brown hair and eyes, just like her mother. Her father said she's got his badassness, but we won't know until we've seen her grow up, now will we? I think she may have gained my skills (you know, those skills that won me my position as head of the Royal Guard?). Undella was idolizing me when I came back to the Underground. Her cooking's improved too. I heard Toriel and Asgore had a child as well. And, wonder of all wonders, Asgore simply named him a mixture of his and Toriel's names (though, it is an anagram—eh, I'm sure it's not that bad). I do hope that I can bring Chara there, but I know that if I do, she can't leave. I still haven't been able to teleport anyone else out with me and teleporting myself out drains me so much that I have to recover for weeks. Until next time: Khara."

"July 7th, 20XX" the second one read. "The humans are attacking. Grey said there were stirrings among them and some of them had found out about meand Cooper and quite possibly Chara. Grey doesn't know if they know about him, but he's not taking any chances. I wonder if we should head into the Underground to hide… Oh no! They're here! I have to go, journal!"

Chara looked at the journal, no pages following the entry she'd just read. Tears filled her eyes as she clenched her fist. However, her sadness was soon replaced by a burning hatred that she could not easily quench as her eye glowed red, fire coming off of it.

"Mother." She said, her voice quiet. "I'll make them pay. I promise. I'll make all the humans pay for your murder as well as father's. And for Asriel's."

Chara left the house, dark fire appearing on her hands once again.

Present time

"That explains a little bit.' Cooper said. "But, why did you come back into the Underground?"

"I attempted to fight the village." Chara said, looking down. "But they nearly killed me. In my hatred and anger, which consumed me, I decided to raise my LV by slaughtering monsters."

"So" Flowey asked. "What'd you do with your mother's dust?"

"I carry it in a vial." Chara said, pulling said vial out of her sweater. "I like to keep it close."

"Makes sense." Flowey said, shrugging.

"The oddest thing is" Chara said. "When I first met Frisk, the vial felt warmer. It's actually the reason I started following her in the first place."

"Maybe your mother was trying to guide you from beyond." Cooper said. "To become better."

"I guess.' Chara said. "Well, I wouldn't change it. I met you again and we reunited and I met all my friends."

"Yeah." Flowey said, leaning his head on Chara. "I'm glad we met. Truly, I am."

"Yeah.' Chara said. "But, enough of this emotional crap. Let's go find Frisk."

"Right.' Flowey said, nodding.

Chara continued walking until she stopped dead in her tracks, a sharp scream of pain hitting her ears.

"Frisk!" she yelled, taking off in a run toward the source of the screaming, Flowey holding on for dear life.