Hey everyone, finally done running, and I'm here with a friend. Sadly, they're busy rounding up a few survivors of ending timelines. Now that I'm "safe", I can talk more, if you didn't realize it already which I'm not sure if that's possible, this timeline breaks off the beaten path as of recently. Don't worry BTW, we've hidden this one from a certain person's view and accessibility. In other words, UnderGallery is safe and can continue until finish. I'm just gonna say this now, if you like the story, be sure to fav/follow and review. See ya
Chapter 13
Ib had regained her consciousness moments after it faded. The surrounding area was what looked like a round table with four chairs, on the furthest chair was an upside down white SOUL hovering above it.
"Is that… a monster SOUL?" Ib asked herself.
Getting closer, she noticed two other SOULs, red and upright, one darker than the other, on the right and left chairs. The lighter SOUL hovered above the right side chair as the darker one was above the other. At the center of the table were four computer screens showing the Flowey Mary hybrid. Ib sat herself onto the chair closest to her, the chair facing away from her.
"Finally woke up huh?" a voice radiated from the darker colored SOUL
"Chara?" Ib asked, "where are we?"
"Beats me, never been in a place like this."
Then another voice.
"I think we're in Sans"
A quieter voice, a bit lighter in pitch, and gave off a more comforting feeling.
"...Frisk?"
"Y-yeah, it's me."
"You… you… how can you talk? Here? How am I talking?" Ib spewed out multiple questions, each begged to be answered, this certain child talking is VERY uncommon.
"We're talking using our minds, since we are all still conscious. Maybe it's because we're all SOULs without bodies now." Frisk answered
Then the fourth voice, the voice coming from the white monster SOUL. Sans' voice.
"Oh, you guys are still around, interesting. So this is what it's like to absorb SOULs." he spoke through his heart.
"Sans, aren't you fighting or something?"
"Yeah, but right now I have some free time." he said shifting his eyes to the left.
Outside of this mental meeting room two powerful beings stood against one another, filled to the brim with near limitless energy. Flowry's (the hybrid of Flowey and Mary's body) red eyes were almost firing beams at the skeleton adjacent from her. Claws sharp enough to tear through nearly everything. On the other side, was Sans, was a skeleton sitting cross legged on the ground staring at a pot.
"What… are you doing!?" Flowry shouted.
"6… minutes left… till noodles are done…"
"Are you fu-"
-Back in the mental space-
"I have the flower occupied." Sans finished. "So, for the next seven minutes, we have some time to chat."
"Then first things first, how're you gonna beat them?" Chara asked kicking their feet onto the table.
"Well, I got nothing. I have no plan."
"What do you mean?" Ib asked.
"I never had to deal with any problem like this, the flower's never done this before and now with both six SOULs and a body with even more DT than he had, he can keep the six SOULs stable within him. I have no idea how we can win. Things won't go the way they had before, this is gonna be a battle of pure willpower… two minutes."
"M-maybe we can, we can reset?" Frisk suggested.
"And then do what? The flower can also do that. Nothing will have changed."
"Oh,"
"We can't hurt Mary" Ib reminded.
"Yeah, but then we're left at the same situation as if this was a normal run, kill or be killed. Unless we can figure out how to separate the two, there'll be only one option" Sans eyes seemed to darken, not yet black but close. "Oops, eight seconds, I'll be going now, start making a decision."
And with that Sans' voice vanished from the room as if it wasn't there at all. He resumed his battle.
"And he's gone, now, what're we gonna do." Chara asked.
There was a silence that befell the group. There was no response or suggestion. After a full minute of nothing, Frisk spoke,
"I… have an idea."
"Let's hear it,"
"If Flowey gets seven SOULs, then he can become Asriel right?"
"Yeah,"
"So. If I give him my SOUL, then maybe-"
"No." both Ib and Chara said in unison. "You're not doing that,"
"But, why not?"
"What if it doesn't work, you realize what could happen right? You're the only one on our side who can RESET, if we lose you it'd be very dangerous."
"But what other way is there?"
-outside the mental space-
*vrmm phh*
*explosions*
Countless missiles, massive shards and lasers flew about covering the ceiling and walls around the two. Despite the three SOULs, Sans still had to be careful since he still only had a base stat of 1 ATK and 1 DEF. luckily, his experience and ability to teleport made it rather easy to dodge attacks. That said, Flowry was not the same as Photoshop Flowey. Flowry had a human body, a body the same size as the children he had problems with. On top of that, Flowry had significantly more than 92 HP along with the ability to save and load states; an ability superior to RESETting. Flowey had witnessed Sans in actions numerous times before, it would most likely only be a matter of time before he were to fall, and Flowry would have more than seven. That didn't stop Sans from giving it his all though.
"Just stand still!" Flowry hissed violently.
"Cold say the same to you buddy." Sans said dodging a number of pellets, bombs, and vines being shot at him rapidly.
Sans summoned seventeen Gaster Blasters surrounding Flowry in a hemisphere formation. All fired simultaneously, but were blocked with by a green translucent dome with only a small amount of cracks caused by the attack.
"Hm, that could be an issue," Sans said before shrugging. "Oh well, I have some tricks I'd like to try."
Flowry summoned the indigo SOUL from the center of their chest. Countless blue tentacles shaded the same as the SOUL fired out of the SOUL and attempted to latch onto Sans, but luckily for him, he knew a trick with this attack. The tentacles instantly pierced through him without a trace of resistance, why? Because they phased through him.
"Blue attack," he said before teleporting to the side. "My turn."
Sans attacks were powerful, but very predictable once the patterns could be recorded. All they were, were just a bunch of easily memorable attacks. This time however was different.
Flowry braced for either vertical/horizontal bones, gravity shift, or blasters. Those were his only moves. Flowry felt their body's gravity flip upside down as they were forced to the ceiling, but they didn't see bones, just a blaster hitting them straight in the head.
"What the!?"
Bones, not from the ceiling/ground, but the walls reaching all they way to the sides impaling Flowry in six places.
"What is this!?" Flowry demanded.
"A new attack, I've been working on a new moveset since this run started. I can't keep you too bored after all heheh," Sans said raising his left hand into the air. Six blue bones arose from the ground surrounding Flowry in a hexagon shape, then another blaster from behind, instead of being a simple laser attack, the beam pushed Flowry's body right into the blue bones damaging and Flowry. Unfortunately, Flowry's HP bar was only 7% down.
"This is gonna be a long day." Sans complained.
"Then die and end it now why don't you?"
"No can do flower, got a promise to keep, and a job to do." Sans said grasping his shirt where his SOUL would be if it was visible. His eyes lit up once more. "Besides, I got plenty more to keep things interesting."
-back in the mental space-
"What other choice is there?" Frisk asked. "We can't hurt them, Mary's our friend, and Asriel is too."
"I know that" Chara replied irritated. "But right now we don't have many options, if we lose you we're screwed. You alive is our lifeline."
"What about if I do it?" Ib suggested meekly
"If you did that and Mary found out what do you think she'd do? If she really can really RESET then we'll still be here. Our best bet is to defeat them. Ib, you know Mary, does she have any weak spots?"
"What? Um.. n-no I don't, think so. I never got into any fights with her. But she did say that one thing back in Hotland."
"That's it! She said she didn't like fire right? that's our chance."
"B-but we can't kill her!"
"That's not my goal, Flowey's a flower no matter what, if we can pressure him just enough maybe we can get him to remove himself."
"But how do we do any of that?" Frisk reminded. "We're just SOULs right now."
"Gimme a second, I think I remember how to do this. It's not the first time I became an absorbed SOUL."
-outside the mental space-
"Gaahg!" Flowry wretched in pain getting a bone through their left thigh. Blood didn't spurt out, instead, the hole simply filled with small vines that blended back into the color of their light tan skin.
"Just once! One hit! Stand still you trashbag! Just die already!"
"Heh, you seem frustrated, looks like I'm pretty good at my job huh." Sans said grinning. "By the way,"
And then another attack, a mental attack, a pot with water and a pack of instant noodles once more.
"Oh you mother f-"
7 minutes… until the noodles… are finished.
"Sans, Sans can you hear me?" Chara's voice rung inside Sans' mind.
"Kid? What is it?"
"We figured out a way we can win, do you have any fire magic?"
"Don't know, maybe if I could get Tori here then things'd be different. But that's not an option. Why fire?"
"Because that's Mary's one weak spot."
"Well, I got another idea, tell everyone to keep their eyes clothes, because they won't want to see this."
But then,
"S-san...s" Mary's weak voice stutered out of Flowry's mouth, surprising Flowey who was supposed to have full bodily control. "P-pleas-e ki...ll me…" Flowry's body stopped it's advance as Mary refused to allow the fight to continue.
Sans sighed through his teeth as he closed his eyes for a moment.
"Sorry kid, but I gotta break my promise to you. Thanks for cooperating" Sans sprinted towards the immobilized Flowry tackling them to the ground in the process.
-in the mental space-
"What's happening?!" Ib demanded seeing the screen in front of her.
"Sans said he had an idea, so we're gonna see what that idea is." Chara explained.
"But why did he tackle her?" Frisk asked.
"We'll s…" Chara stopped as Sans made his second move.
*thmp *thmp
Several swings, punches, jabs, clubs to the face and body. Sans was "laying into her" as it were, beating the life out of them as his hands glew blue and red.
"Ggh- w-sto- stop it! Uhhg" Flowry grunted as they were pounded on by not magic but physical strength.
"Get out" Sans muttered through his panting. He was never a stamina type. Physically having to beat the everliving crap out of something was a first. Unlike the past attacks, small traces of blood began staining his hands, followed by screams of pain. Screams mixed with Flowey and Mary's screams. The most surprising to Frisk and Chara was that he wasn't smiling. He always smiled even when his friends and family were murdered in cold blood. This time, he had a vicious glare that could pierce a person's soul.
"Get off!" a burst of magic energy ripped Sans off of his punching bag allowing a bloody battered body to rise from the ground.
"You'll pay for that" Flowry growled. The yellow SOUL sprouted from their hand and fired multple shots at Sans, who dodged them easily. Then the purple SOUL that created a large web under the two. Sans avoided the web's adhesion through a combination of teleportation and the levitation of the Gaster Blasters. The blasters he wasn't standing on all shot lasers consecutively, blocked by the green SOUL.
"Hm, this is getting annoying." both of them thought. They'd been at this for at least half an hour without either seeming tired in the slightest.
"Give up trashbag," Flowry commanded. "You can't outlast my DT. eventually I'll take the SOULs you have and become the god I should be."
Sans chuckled in response.
"Huh? What's so funny?"
"Flowey? Do you know how many times I've died?"
"What?"
"Four times, do you know how long I stood my ground before death? If you look at it from a certain perspective, I've committed genocide even more than the kid ever has. To top it off, I didn't have a single shred of DT in me. I lost it all when Pap, bit the dust. With these SOULs filled with Determination, I can't afford to not care. So let me put this on the table. Without your save stated I'd've killed you three times. And you're not gonna win, we'll be here together, fighting by the barrier together. Unless you give up."
"Hah! Why would I ever-" Flowry stopped talking as their jaw dropped. Sans' eyes opened wide as both of the two godlike monsters saw something. A red SOUL removing itself from Sans' body. The SOUL levitated to a position equally distant from both Flowry and Sans. the SOUL's DT flowed out of it and took a humanoid form, the dark red changed shades and colors in certain places. It grey hands and feet with fingers and toes. Hair and facial features. Chara had somehow reassembled their body out of DT.
"Chara"
"Kid."
Chara looked at Sans and smiled. "Sorry Sansy boy, but I'll have to do something you might not like." Chara stretched their right hand to the side and out popped their SOUL, centimeters from touching their hand.
Suddenly
The color in Chara's eyes faded slowly, as something seemed to have awakened within them. The SOUL shot towards Flowry and penetrated them, granting Flowry seven SOULs. Flowry started to glow brighter and brighter. From a ball of light, Mary was spat out from one side and another from the other side. A monster with a green shirt, basic office pants, and the head just like that of Asgore's and Toriel; Asriel Dreemurr. They all watched Chara in confusion and fear of what was about to happen.
"C-chara…" Asriel stuttered.
"Hey there Az, but not yet… heh… hehe" the black room started flashing red, then black, then red again and again. In their other hand formed a small object, it curved at the tip and took a grey shining color. A knife, where their SOUL was became a RESET button.
"Tell mom and dad I said hi… hehahahahaha" Chara's voice broke into hysterical laughter as they pressed the button.
"No!" they all thought.
END
So the next 1 or 2 chapter(s) will be the last. The next chapter will explain why Chara hasn't been "Chara" for a long time.