The voting is finished for the next 6 human SOULs! Thanks to the people who voted (And I know you guys mostly haven't been, because only 5 people voted. Come on, guys, I'm not as stupid as I act (which really isn't all that difficult…))

This chapter is going to introduce every human that's going to be a main character. Keep in mind, they may appear in this chapter, and then not be seen for another twenty chapters. This chapter is really just to get you ready for who's coming.

Lastly, I know I said I would explain some things about the barrier this chapter, but I couldn't fit it in here, so it's probably going to be next chapter. Key word: PROBABLY.

-4 Chapters Remain-

-Nevermore-

"Rusty!" Asgore cried as he pulled the limp boy into his arms. "Rusty, are you alright?"

"Just…peachy…" Rusty gasped, his face pale.

"Oh, how could I let this happen?" Asgore wailed.

"Next time…I would…suggest…not just…charging a…guy with a…sword…"

Asgore thought about it for a second, then nodded. "Yes, that does make sense now that I think about it."

The gargoyle was less than pleased. "Excuse me, I'm still-"

He was promptly silenced as Asgore shoved his trident into the gargoyle's shoulder. The monster look at the wound, looked at Asgore, looked back at the wound, nodded, pulled out the trident, and calmly walked out of the room, muttering something about "letting you three have your space."

"Rusty, in all seriousness, can you walk on your own?" Asgore asked, guiding Rusty to his feet.

"Y-yeah…I think I'll be…" Rusty said, before promptly falling on his face.

That night marked a low point for the Dreemurr household. Rusty was very weak with a stump where his arm should be, Amy was still borderline catatonic after what Jared said to her, and meanwhile, Jared himself still remained nowhere to be seen. In fact, the only one who seemed willing to smile was, ironically, Chara.

"I think the time has come," she chuckled, pulling a knife out from her back pocket, "for us to have some fun with these rebels."

"Chara," Toriel said wearily, "now is not the time for offense. We should wait and gather ourselves before we do anything too hasty."

"No, she's right," Amy growled. "Those bastards almost took everything from us. If they try again, who's to say they won't succeed?"

"They won't," Asgore muttered. "This time we'll be ready."

"Weren't we ready this time?" Amy asked. "Weren't we prepared for an uprising?"

"Well yes, but," Asgore started, but Toriel cut him off.

"We honestly weren't expecting them to be so straightforward. We were expecting a small uprising here, a little revolt there, but nothing to this degree," she admitted.

"So, we're dead in the water?" Rusty asked groggily, barely keeping his eyes open.

"Pretty much," Chara shrugged, and Asriel whimpered a little.

"W-we're going to be okay, right?" he asked, and Rusty struggled to stand.

"We'll be fine, kiddo," Rusty muttered, shocking everyone as he got to his feet. "Don't worry about me," he reassured Toriel. "I'm alright."

"Unfortunately," Toriel thundered, "you aren't alright. If anything…you're all LEFT!" She flashed a cheesy grin, and the room fell silent for a long time.

"Toriel, I've been life-changingly wounded, Amy's having a panic attack, Jared's an asshole, Chara's enjoying this entirely too much, Asriel and Asgore are borderline sobbing, and you're…making jokes?"

Toriel nodded cheerfully, and Rusty gave an impressed grunt.

"I'll give you credit for lightening the mood," he said, before clutching his head and sitting down. "Damn migraine…won't go away…"

"Do you know what's wrong?" Amy asked, kneeling down so she was at eye level with Rusty.

"Probably just my body going through shock. I'm pretty much…" Rusty glanced down at his arm. "Broken, you know?"

The Dreemurrs made to comfort Rusty, but Amy held shot them a look that clearly said, Give us some time.

Everyone agreed that leaving Amy with Rusty was probably a very poor idea considering the humans' conditions, but nobody wanted to argue with a look that clearly gave off a message of murder, so they reluctantly left, Asgore giving one last worried glance before shutting the door.

Amy sighed deeply and stared at Rusty, who was still glaring at his arm, as though it were his limb's fault it had gotten cut off. She heaved a massive sigh and raised her hand, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to do.

There was a loud crack heard throughout the house, and Rusty raised a shaky hand to his now-red cheek.

"Y-you just…hit me?" Rusty said, sounding almost like a question.

"Damn right I did," Amy said, her eyes stern, yet soft. "We can't just sit here and feel sorry for ourselves. We have to find the people responsible and put an end to this here and now. And the only way for us to do that is if our heads are clear. We need to get going," she said, and Rusty shot her a sarcastic thumbs up.

"This blows," Jared muttered as he wandered through the sewer. "I don't even know where I am. Wherever it is, though," he observed, seeing his breath turn to mist, "it's got to be pretty cold." He heaved a sigh of relief, seeing a light a ways away. "Finally."

He sprinted the entire way to the exit, which happened to be roughly a mile in length (optical illusions are assholes,) and was heaving quite heavily by the time his shoes crunched in the snow. A massive snowman stood in the center of a large clearing, and he was pretty sure he heard voices not far off. He was ready to finally relax, when he caught some of what they were saying.

"Did ya 'ear?" a deep male voice said. "Squad three 'ad ta pull back, but 'ey got one da kids pretty bad, 'parently. Heard Calibri talkin', the boy's near dead."

"Oh dear," a familiar female voice said, a small snicker lying under her voice. "How very unfortunate, uhuhu. But those humans, I've heard some bad things about them, ahuhu. I've heard they love killing spiders, ahu. So, for now, consider the remainder of my work for free, understand?"

Rusty? Jared thought to himself, before shaking his head. He's not my problem anymore. If I just turn myself in now, they'll leave everyone alone.

"So, wha's the plan from 'ere on in?" the male voice said, and a female responded.

"We find all three of the humans, and we kill every last one of them. As long as they live, they're a danger to just," a seductive voice said, and Jared felt his mind going foggy. After all, a voice that beautiful couldn't be wrong, could it?"

"Hey, buddy," a sharp voice broke Jared from his trance. He glanced around, but saw no one. "Down here, numbnuts!"

Jared obliged, and was met with a very agitated looking wallaby.

Cassidy grumbled a little as he hit the buzzer on his alarm. Today was a big day, and not one he intended to miss. His class was going on a field trip.

He gave a massive yawn as he forced himself out of bed, picking up the first pair of socks he found on the ground. The first sniff quickly revealed they probably shouldn't be worn any time in the near future, but Cassidy put them on regardless. They were going hiking, so it didn't make sense to sweat up another pair of socks. He glanced at the clock and groaned. It was way too late for any kind of breakfast. But there was time for one thing…

He tore open the door to his closet, double checking that everything was in place.

"Kaneki…Kirito…Death the Kid…perfect," he said, relieved everything was in place. There was going to be a massive con in town that weekend, and Cassidy was planning on a different cosplay every day. Not that he had time to worry about that right now. After all, it was only Tuesday. He had a while.

He sprinted out the front door and cleared the twenty feet between his porch and the bus in less than two seconds. The bus driver smirked a little, but said nothing as Cassidy gasped for breath, looking for his spot. His face lit up as he saw his friend towards the back. Jack gave a weak smile as Cassidy plopped down next to him.

"Hey, bro, how's it going?" Cassidy asked, giving a cheeky grin. Jack fidgeted a little, but Cassidy could see a small smile tugging at his lips.

"J-just fine. You excited for today?" Jack asked, not taking his eyes off the floor.

"You kidding? I've been waiting for this for a long freaking time," Cassidy said closing his eyes for a short nap before school. It wasn't long, though, before his eyes shot open. "Wait, I forgot to do this earlier," he said, bowing his head and holding his hands together. Jack politely waited for Cassidy to finish praying before speaking.

"W-what did you ask for?" he asked.

"Nothing major," Cassidy said, going back to his nap. "Just that you'll ask me one of these days."

Jack blushed furiously, but didn't speak.

Diane sipped her tea as she typed furiously on the keyboard, Sinon looking on with mild amusement. She didn't even look up when the door opened and was gently pushed shut.

"Hey, Jack," she muttered, not taking her eyes off the screen. She was writing a very passionate moment between her two favorite characters, and she needed to concentrate as much as she could. Jack didn't try talking to her, knowing it would just get him yelled at. He hated getting yelled at.

Instead, he meekly took the seat to Diane's right and booted up his own computer, waiting for the screen to light up before continuing his own manuscript. Sinon had read what he had written so far, and had cheerfully signed everything she liked and disliked about it. Cassidy, however, was much more open about supporting his best friend, and proclaimed loudly to anyone who would listen that Jack was the best writer of this generation. Jack merely blushed and muttered weakly that he wasn't really that great, a comment which Diana agreed with.

The door opened once more as Cassidy stepped in, making Diane sigh with annoyance. Cassidy was a nice guy, but there was no denying he was loud, and she really needed to concentrate if she was going to finish this scene of love and passion before their grade left on the field trip. Cassidy was strangely quiet, however, but Diane didn't mind much. It was better to not pry when it came to Cassidy. When the time was right, it could be bet on that he would tell all.

Alice sobbed openly as she ran through the woods. Brother, where are you? Mom and Dad told me they found you, but they didn't say where! She stumbled and fell to her knees, the tears falling to the ground unhindered.

It's hopeless, she decided, feeling her eyelids grow heavy. It was better just to disappear…

"'Ey, kid," a confidant female voice woke Alice up. She glanced around and realized it was night. The last she had remembered, the sun was high in the sky. "What're you doin' lyin' on the ground?"

"W-who are you?" she asked the large woman who stood before her.

The woman didn't even looked phased, instead just shooting a toothy grin. "Name's Paula. Who're you?"

Alice thought about it for a second. Rusty had always told her not to talk to strangers, but Paula seemed really nice…

"I-I'm Alice…"

"Alice?" Paula asked, and the girl nodded. "Well, nice ta meetcha, Alice! C'mon, let's getcha some grub!"

Lorelei gasped in an effort to keep up with the two boys she was supposed to be babysitting. "Ivan! Jean! Slow down, I'm too old for this," she begged.

"You aren't that old," Ivan teased. "You're only what, sixty?"

"Sixteen," Lorelei corrected, before realizing Ivan knew full well what he meant. "Come back here, you little hellion. Don't make me call your parents!"

"Maybe we should listen to her," Jean said to his friend. "My parents told me to do what she told us to do."

"And you always just listen to your parents?" Ivan teased, getting a reproachful look from Jean.

"N-no way! Hey Lori, catch us if you can," he said, trying to sound like Ivan, who cackled madly.

"Oh, this is not going to be fun," Lorelei groaned. "At this rate, I'm going to miss my recital!"

Abigail smirked at the man cowering in the corner, knife at the ready.

"P-please," the man begged. "I have a family!"

Abigail cocked her head slightly, a smirk growing on her face. "I know. And I think it's time you joined them." She raised the knife above her head, ready to land a killing blow, when her eyes widened in shock. She stumbled around a bit, her mind struggling to take in this new information. When she finally made out the voices in her head, she burst into riotous laughter, her cackles echoing through the building.

"Sans, you sly bastard, what did you do this time?" she cried to the sky, as the man tried to scuttle away. "A timeline like this hasn't come around for a long while! I've been wondering how long it would be until I got to meet you face to face again," Abigail screamed with joy as she kneeled down and slit the man's throat. He let out a weak gurgle before collapsing to the ground in a heap. Abigail's eyes flashed a murderous red, as she glared in the direction of Mt. Ebott.

"It's been so long since I got to see your face, Sans. But now, this is the beginning of the end." A wicked smile crept across her face, her eyes blank and emotionless. "And I can't wait to bathe in your dust."

Your votes are in! The next humans, in order, are:
Cassidy

Diane

Alice

Frisk

Jack

Jean

Sinon

Lorelei

Ivan

Abigail

Why's Paula in this chapter, you ask? EXPOSITION! Also, I'm going to, from now on, answer any question you guys have about the CHARACTERS in the author's notes from now on. I'll try to avoid answers that are too spoilery, but I'll do my best to answer as many questions as I can!