Chapter 51: Is it Right to FIGHT?

Undyne was the first to notice Toriel pushing back through the crowd. The Captain was currently leading monsters to a safehouse where hopefully they could hide. It was hard enough to manage all of them being panicked. But now, even Toriel was showing immense signs of worry. What had gotten her so riled up? She was normally so calm and collective.

Deciding to check on Toriel, she asked Red to take the lead for now. She had placed more trust in the canine in the past month than ever. Red was happy to do whatever was asked of her anyway. That's why Undyne trusted her so much. She was enthusiastic and willing to do the job without backing down.

As Undyne pushed her way through the crowd, some monsters stopped her, begging for answers as to what was happening. She answered with the same thing each time. "We don't know." Some humans were in the crowd as well, as they were visitors of the neighborhood.

One woman stopped Undyne before she could get to Toriel. She had a little girl next to her, clinging onto her hand. Undyne thought to herself that it was the woman's child. Many families were being affected by what tragedy had struck this world. This was just one of the many. "Excuse me…" The woman whispered, catching Undyne's attention. "Do you have a moment?"

"Uh, sure lady." She was quite unsure why this woman was talking to her. It was most likely the need for answers as usual.

However, she received something much different. The woman glanced to the side in worry. "Be careful. All of you need to be careful." Undyne arched an eyebrow in question. She noticed, and lowered her head. "Some of us believe that it was your species that is causing this catastrophe… They may take it too far and try to…" She trailed off, unsure.

"It's all right Ms." Undyne reassured her. "That is not the concern right now. Our only concern is keeping everyone safe from whatever is out there."

"I… I understand." She lowered her head.

"Good, now let's keep moving." Undyne spoke, feeling a bit lighter inside. Why was this? She felt relieved, knowing there would be others on their side if anything went wrong. Hopefully, there would be humans like that willing to offer them help to defeat whatever was on top of that mountain.

As she finally neared Toriel, she now knew why she was freaking out. Frisk and Chara were nowhere to be seen. Undyne accelerated into a sprint, her soul beginning to twist in fear. They couldn't have run off, could they? It would have been a stupid idea, and Frisk wouldn't do anything brash.

But, that contradicted what she was seeing. They were completely gone. Asriel was still there, but the two humans were unaccounted for. Dogaressa was frantically trying to calm Toriel down. The boss monster herself was in tears, trying to break free from Dogaressa's hold.

The canine was trying to bring reason to her as Undyne approached. "Toriel, please… it's too dangerous to look for them." She had her paws clamped around Toriel's, trying to keep her stationary. "Please, your majesty, we need to get you to safety."

"M-My children are out there." The emotional turmoil she had been thrown into was nearly sparking magic through the air. "I can't lose more. I've… I've lost too many children in my lifetime. I can't-" Her breathing was getting sharper as she spoke. Hyperventilation from Toriel was something rare, and no one liked seeing it. She did not deserve to feel this pain.

"Your majesty…" Undyne interrupted the interaction between the two. She, for a moment, regretted trying to interact with Toriel. This boss monster was normally calm, but she was always persistent. Toriel's head whipped to her direction as soon as the title was addressed. That stare of desperation was crazed.

She was losing herself to this chaos. "Undyne! My c-children… they… Frisk, Chara…"

"Woah, Toriel, form words please." Undyne stated, putting a hand on her own hip.

It took a moment for the monster to compose herself. Toriel's emotions were running wild. "I… I was just walking with the crowd as you were g-guiding us. I looked away from my children for just a moment and then they…" She trailed off. "They were gone."

She had this happen to her far too many times. Six humans before Frisk had done the exact same… Asriel had left through the barrier when she had to leave the room when Chara died… All her children had walked away without her knowing…

"Toriel… you can't go after them." She muttered, shutting her one eye. It would be far too dangerous for anyone to get near that mountain. "Sans and Papyrus… they…"

The boss monster nodded in memory of watching that dragon fall from the sky in defeat. Sans had fallen, fighting for them. He needed them to get out of there. But, then her eyes snapped open in shock. "Papyrus? H-How? What happened to him?"

Undyne bowed her head in shame. She had let this happen. It was her fault that she let Papyrus go after Sans. "He…" Tears sprung to her eyes. So many memories had been shared with the goofy skeleton, and now… he was gone. He was only dust in the wind. "He-... went after Sans, and didn't ever return."

So many had already fallen. How many more? Undyne knew one thing, she would not let her queen be another to fall. "Your majesty, if you went to save them… you would perish as well."

Toriel knew this, biting her lip. "I… I cannot let my children die, Undyne. I can't lose more…"

And, Undyne had made a vow to protect her friends. That was her goal. She would help them, and keep an eye out for them no matter what. It was a personal oath when coming to the surface. After all, it was the Royal Guard's job to protect those in need. "Then… I'll go after them." She felt regret worming into her soul as she spoke those words.

Toriel's eyes widened in shock. That couldn't happen. Undyne was strong, but Toriel was a boss monster, more capable of advanced magic. What would happen to the warrior if she were to come into contact with me? Or… what I had become. "No, you mustn't do that Undyne. What about Alphys? She still needs you. These people need you to help them."

"And that's what I intend to do Toriel." Undyne pounded a hand to her chest. "If I can ensure Alphys and everyone else a better future, if I can help the people of this world, I need to defend against that thing."

"You'll die Undyne! Please, it is not worth your life!" Pleading, Toriel tried to bring reason to the monster.

The tables had completely flipped. "What? Is it worth the life of others instead? I would rather sacrifice my own life to save those of others Toriel. No one else will fall to this thing."

"... What will I tell Alphys? What will I tell Asgore? What about Red? So many people still need you here." She reasoned, trying to find an opening in Undyne's logic. However, it was her job, and Undyne was ready to take the task into her own hands.

Undyne grimaced, clenching her fist. "Toriel… if this is the last time we see each other… Tell Red that she needs to take responsibility from now on. Even if she is a child, she is capable of leading these people. Asgore and Alphys are speaking with the humans in Ebott City… so… tell Asgore that I said thank you for him being a friend to me… and having faith that I would grow stronger."

But there was one more.

"I… I wish I could talk to Alphys right now… and tell her this myself…" Undyne knew that if she tried to stop me, the odds would be against her. She knew she was walking straight on the road to death. "But, we don't have time… Just tell her I love her, and to live the future for me. Got it?"

Those words sounded so heroic, even to Toriel. There was no stopping this determined warrior. "Undyne I-... you can't. You cannot throw your life away."

"See ya, Toriel. And take care of Asriel, got it?" She asked, flashing a determined gaze to the young boy. His expression was emotionless. But, there was one thing that stood out about him. He showed no anger… He would have made a great king.

Before Undyne could be stopped, she raised a spear to the sky, and began her charge to Mt. Ebott. "If I die today, I'll be sure to beat the crap out of this deranged kid."


Frisk and Chara were both panting while they began to reach the top of the mountain. Neither lost the determination to keep moving during the journey over here. The stakes were too high for any time to be lost.

Signs of damage riddled the area. Trees had been snapped off of their stumps in certain areas. Magical residue was in the air, most likely from the battle that had taken place. Then came the worst feeling ever. Dust.

The dragon had no doubt been reduced to dust on the mountain. Being that its size was massive, it caked the side of the mountain with dust. However, it didn't reach the top, as it died on the side when crashing into it. It wanted to make both humans throw up in disgust. The feeling of it caking them as they walked didn't help their cause. It felt too familiar.

As they began nearing the top, dread filled both of their souls. There was no fighting behind heard at the top. The feeling of magic was completely absent. That either meant Sans was able to win after the dragon fell, or… Neither wanted to finish the thought.

The summit was in sight. A sickening feeling churned at Frisk's stomach when they continued. They did not want to see what was waiting for them at the top of the mountain… Despite this, they kept moving with Chara, who was feeling just the same. They turned to Frisk, asking, "You ready?"

Frisk nodded, pulling out their worn dagger. Likewise, a glowing yellow revolver came to life in Chara's hand, for defensive reasons. They finally reached where the land evened out, nearly throwing up their insides at what they saw. A lone jacket and scarf sat, one on top of the other. One pile of dust was covering them. The two brothers had died, staying together even after death.

Shadows covered Chara's eyes, seeing what sin had been committed. Tears welled in Frisk's eyes, their hand going to their mouth. Papyrus and Sans were dead, and there was no going back on the act that had been committed.

The human ran forward, kneeling next to the pile of dust that used to be their friends. Dust sifted through their shaking hands, as their breath hitched in disbelief. "S-Sans? P-P-Papyrus…?" This couldn't be happening. There was no going back on this. Resetting was… gone. Sans and Papyrus were never coming back.

They would never hear the horrible puns Sans made. They would never hear the antics of Papyrus as he offered them puzzles and spaghetti. Their friends were now dust in the wind, forever forgotten.

As the dust fell between their fingers, their teeth gritted. Hands clenched into fists as anger overtook their mind. Those tears had turned to ones of anger. The scarf and jacket clenched in their hands, remembering what did this. They recalled the trust they had put into me before. Yet, I was the one all along who had caused this. I was the true danger of this world, and they had failed to notice.

Now, they had paid the price dearly.

A crippled laugh coming from them escaped into the air. Chara let go of the gun in terror at the piles of dust. The yellow magic was dispelled into shining light as they began walking towards the dust piles. There was nothing that could be said.

However, Frisk continued crying in a mixture of anger and sadness. They could not accept the fact that the two skeletons were gone forever. As they felt Chara approaching behind them, a new wave of hostility washed over them. Through bared teeth, they spoke in full anger towards the other human. "Do… you still think he's a good person?"

Chara jolted backwards at the question, not getting any closer. Frisk had a malicious glint in their eye. "Frisk are… you okay?"

"Do you still believe there is a good person inside that thing that controlled us? Do you believe the thing that killed these two is able to come back like nothing happened?" Their face was contorted to sheer anger. "Do you believe he deserves redemption?"

"I…" They trailed off, eyes locked on the piles of dust that used to be Sans and Papyrus. "I don't know…"

"You don't know?" Frisk stood up, the dust pile being disturbed by the movement. "How can you not know?" They raised the red scarf into the air. "Do you see this? He's a killer. He controlled us Chara. He made us kill, and now he's come to finish the job."

Chara felt tears prickling at their eyes, feeling Frisk's pain in this moment. Betrayal was something Chara had felt many times in their life. It was something they had to deal with, and something that we related to each other about. We had both been betrayed once, but now I had just broken everything they knew about me.

Something snapped in their soul. It must have been what Frisk felt. "I-I guess you're right Frisk…" They remembered the feeling of being used, blamed for erasing the world. It wasn't them, yet they reaped the penalty. Sans and Papyrus were dead, what would happen if I went on to kill their family? They did not want to imagine. "I… I want to believe that he's still in there. But, I need to put all of you first."

They grimaced, kneeling down to the pile of dust themself. "If he decides to threaten them, I won't show mercy, Frisk. I tried to learn how to show mercy to others rather than be inclined to fight… but… if he doesn't want mercy, I'm not giving any." They placed a reassuring hand on Frisk's shoulder. "I won't put your lives in danger just for the sake of sparing him. If he wants to fight, I'll give him a fight Frisk. Don't doubt me on that."

"Chara…" Frisk started, looking down at their knife. "What if you don't have to be the one to face him? What if Gaster is able to stay together long enough to take him down instead of you sacrificing yourself…"

The older human simply smiled. "That's the plan, Frisk. But, if it comes down to it, I will protect you all." They ruffled Frisk's hair playfully, trying to keep them in better spirits. Much to their surprise, it was returned with a strong hug from the smaller human. Chara's muscles tensed in surprise at the new feeling. "F-Frisk… what's wrong?"

There was one thing Frisk wanted to do. If this was the last chance that they would have to speak about this, then they'd take the opportunity. "Chara… I-I'm sorry… for blaming everything on you, for thinking you were a killer… I… I never said I was sorry…"

A small laugh escaped Chara's mouth as they smiled. "Frisk… you couldn't have known. And, that's still no excuse that I was the one who struck down all the monsters and humanity the times after… Even if that was my way of making you suffer the consequences…" A moment of realization struck them. "And… I guess I'm sorry too, for blaming the genocide path on your actions."

Neither moved, keeping each other in the warm awkward sibling hug. However, after a moment of silence, Chara mentioned something. "Frisk, there's another thing I have to tell you…" Frisk became attentive, perking up slightly. "When I offered the option to Erase… I… I wasn't offering it to you." A chilling cold washed over both of them. "I was offering it to him. I could feel the Player's presence, but I wondered if it was my insanity… Now, we really know what this is…"

"I-It's okay Chara. You couldn't have known." Frisk reassured them, a determined look on their face as they detached from the hug. "And now, we're going to stop it. Right?"

"That's the spirit!" As Chara tried to retain that smile, it quickly faded. "But… I need to extract Gaster's soul fragments from their… dust…"

Frisk's expression changed back to downcast at the mention. "Oh… o-okay. Should… we collect the dust for funerals?"

"I'm afraid I can't do that… The dust will probably have to all be used to create the soul fragment itself. It's not concentrated in the eye anymore, so I have to basically just u-use all of it that's still here." They explained, wanting to vomit.

"Um… oh… kay?" Frisk took a step back, looking slightly dizzy. "J-Just, let's hurry. I don't know how much longer I can stand all of this dust from that dragon."

Chara nodded, turning back to the dust. Shutting their eyes, they began the steps Gaster had taught them to extracting soul fragments. Placing their hands over the dust, they spoke in Wingdings. Frisk couldn't make out what they said as Chara's hands began glowing red, bringing the dust into two concentrated shards. They, with no doubt, were Gaster's soul.

Pulling out their phone, Chara summoned the capsule holding the fragments from a dimensional box the scientist had installed beforehand. It was one of their favorite features, as they had a habit of keeping chocolate in there.

Both the capsule holding the fragments, and the free ones themselves shone with brilliance. Frisk had to shield their eyes to block the blinding light. Chara swore under their breath, knowing that this could call the attention of anyone nearby, specifically me. When the light dimmed, the soul was three fourths of a whole. The other shards were across time, but this would be able to keep Gaster stabilized for enough time to hopefully put an end to my rampage.

"This is all that we need." Chara stated, gazing at it with wide eyes. "Now, all we have to do is-" Their eye caught a flash of red in the distance. They had the sickening feeling that they knew just what it was. And, red strings were flying beside the entity, heading right for Frisk. "FRISK! LOOK OUT!"

In a swift motion to protect their sibling, they grabbed them by the arms, and rolled out of the way with them. Chara was too slow. The strings were able to snag their ankle, pulling them upwards. The capsule containing Gaster's soul fell out of their hands. That familiar feeling of no longer being into control filled them. Frisk turned around, bewildered at what they saw.

I was floating in midair, strings wrapping around Chara like a puppet. An unamused expression was showing on my face. "I leave for one second to toy with some police, who by the way, are now not in the land of the living, you all have a little pow wow without me. How rude!"

Four souls had been obtained by me from the stupid cops that tried to stand in my way. They seemed to not learn from the first time that tasers don't work against a demon. Frisk hesitantly picked up Gaster's soul, putting it into their pocket so it wasn't in the open. Their knife was already in their hand as they pointed it directly at me. "Let my sibling go!"

"Oh no! What's this? I am so terrified by a human with a butter knife!" I mocked, showing fake expressions of fear. "But in all seriousness, why would I fight you? After all, isn't it more fun to cause more pain in interesting ways…" At this cue, Chara jolted forward from the strings around them. Their eyes dulled, turning into black voids as they lost total control.

The familiar buttons stood out in their mind that haunted them to this day.

[FIGHT] [ACT] [ITEM] [MERCY]

Before their vision faded to nothing as they slipped from control over their body, they tried to call out to Frisk. "Frisk… r-run."

Immediately, Frisk stepped forward, not leaving their friend behind. Chara lost all consciousness, slipping into my full control. "WHAT ARE YOU?" They yelled, knife held in a death grip. "WHY? WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?"

"Why? It's simple…" My eyes snapped open, four yellow souls appearing in opposite directions. My personal soul flickered into existence on my chest. The black had begun corrupting the gold slightly. "Because some idiot author told me to!"

Okay, but in all seriousness, that didn't happen.

"I'm doing all of this…" A spear appeared in my left hand, turning Frisk's soul green so they couldn't flee. "Simply." The souls fired rays of bright light into opposite directions, before facing Frisk like guns. "Because." Gaster Blasters filled the air above me, charging light in their maws. "I." The puppet I had in my grasp formed a True Knife in their hand, speaking the last word for me. "CAN!"


"Live reports show that this magic wielder in the area is indeed, not monster." The news reporter spoke, standing in front of the police station where the murders had taken place. "There were no survivors in the station, and many families will mourn for their love ones that died…" She lowered her head in respect for them.

But, coming into view behind her, there were monsters being guided by none other than Red to the safehouse. This woman, was the same one Undyne had spoken to. "As you can see, the ones behind us are in fear as well from this unidentified foe. I talked to one of them myself as they were leading us here. It was actually the Captain of the Royal Guard herself."

She paused for a moment, looking into the crowd with an unsure expression. "She may be far into it… but I will simply recap. The thing that has killed these four men is indeed not monster. It looks more human-like, but has too much power to be considered one of us. King Asgore and Royal Scientist Doctor Alphys are speaking with the President this very moment to find out the next course of action."

"We have been notified that everyone needs to stay inside, shut your blinds, and hide. This thing can strike at any moment. And remember one more thing. Humans, do not blame monsters. Monsters, do not blame humans. We must stand united against this opponent in hopes no more lives will be lost." The report ended, leaving many families in panic and shock.

But, it was one simple thing that the reporter did not catch that made them so terrified. In the background, behind the police station, stood Mt. Ebott miles away. Some were able to make out yellow beams shooting out, right before the report ended. Others claimed they could see me as a matter of fact.

However, one thing was for certain… That fear was replaced with responsibility, as many either prepared to defend themselves, or order others to safety. They would stand united, and protect as many lives as possible.

One thing was for certain, that mountain still had one more death in store on top of it. Sans and Papyrus were not the last.

AN: I'm so hyped to write next chapter!

Although, exams are coming up fast, and I need to focus on those. Updates may still come out though! So be prepared for the feels train!

Sorry if the chapter was not my best work. I had a heated argument with one of my "friends" today, and told him how I really felt about him bashing me for writing. I won't go into detail, but it took a toll on me.

And, now my mom knows I write fanfiction. Guess what? She fully supports it as long as I don't do anything MA. This came as a shock, but she has literally stated she is so proud of me for this. We even had a conversation about me learning to program. :3 So, that changed the mood for me at least a bit.

But, I may have just lost a friend, and my sanity around them.

So, that sucks. But, anyway, tune in for the next chapter!

I'm hoping to have this done by New Years Day, so fasten your seatbelts! We are going for a ride!

BadDRUMMERboy15 Signing Off