Underground Spirits

Chapter 5: Live

Flowey's Point of View:

I hissed out while watching the wispy figures before me. That stupid doctor was glaring me down, surrounded by the shattered souls of the stupid human girls' parents!

It was quite often that I ran into them when I was trying to get closer to those two humans who souls were just like Chara. Their souls burned with the same red determination as my sister from when we were both alive. A soul from the two of them would work perfectly. That's what I needed to come back to life. Not those other souls that were so... not like her's. None of the souls harvested by my father-the king, would suffice.

No, determination called out to me. It was the only thing that made me feel again...

But those fucking ghosts kept getting in my way! They were attached to her! They fed off her energy as her soul kept them to this 'mortal plane' or whatever! But the fact didn't change that they were in my way! I couldn't get past them! Somehow, they were able to use magic on me! I could only guess it was because they were attached to that girl, Angel. The older of the two sisters. She was the stronger one of the two. She was selfless, motherly, and god-fucking great.

It just made me twitch and shiver at the fact that she was the soul I really wanted to take. Her sister's would have been a great second... but there was something about Angel's that called out to me... I couldn't understand why.

Not that it really mattered...

"Why the hell do you always have to be in my way!?"

"Why do you think we'd just let you have our children's' souls?" It was the ghost woman who spoke. Her tone was cold like ice. If I'd been alive back then, I know I would have felt a shiver down my spine from the red glowing eyes on her as well as the pressure. Her soul's magic that she got from her husband, and his, the two of them crushed down on my small body that danced before them.

"Beat it flower." The male human spirit said. "Unless you want to play with us again?"

The malice filled grin settled on his features and I watched as chains actually appeared around him in the heat of the moment, ready to strike. He let one lose then to thrash at the ground before me. I hissed in pain as he actually had hit one of the many roots I had filtered through the entire underground city. I had to pop down under the surface for a brief moment and surface again a few feet away. My roots I slowly pulled back from where they were encircling on Snowdin...

I'd been working at this for months! Growing out my roots to surround that tiny fucking town to attack them! But those ghosts prevented me from getting much past the woods! And if those girls ever left town, those ghosts put up almost like a barrier around them! I couldn't get closer if I tried!

It was so frustrating! For years I've been waiting for souls like theirs! I knew it was what I needed to be complete again! To feel! To not be like... this?! I was so sick of feeling not a single thing!

I tried to act like a happy person like before I died and I noticed nothing! I tried doing things that I never would have done when I was alive, hurting, killing others! A few souls landed in my hands, but monster souls did nothing for me. I felt nothing when I consumed them, perhaps because I was so much like a monster myself...

But I wasn't a monster, I was some sort of scientific experiment gone wrong... I shouldn't have even been alive...

I still remembered them... the voices...

Over here! We need to contain him!

Blast it all! The machine can't take it!

Please stand back my king! We don't know what this will do to you?

Where is my son? My daughter? You said you could bring them back?!

It was all I wanted. To live again, to feel. But that could never happen without a soul. A soul is what gives everything to a monster or a human. I was neither. An abomination since I was created. Due to lacking said soul, I was missing... so many features that a soul would have. Feelings... that bothered me the most. Not a single thing or action made me feel better. It was endless... Like watching a constant movie. I wasn't involved so it didn't matter to me. Right?

"You'd best heed him, Flowey." Doctor Wingdings Gaster said with a narrowed look to his eye socket. The glow of orange in his eye lights was actually quite eerie as a black smoke came from them as well. Showing his death to me more solidly. "Unlike when you escaped the lab when I lived, no one will let you get away with anything. Just like every other time we see you descending your grip upon the village. Depart now, and retreat those horrendous roots with you. We will know if you do not."

"Oh bite me you asshole!" The screech came out of me quickly. "You won't be able to scare me off forever. At some point, I'll get any and all of those kids of yours! Oh their souls will be so delicious! I can't wait to devour them!"

The mother was the one who attacked that time. I had second to react and slither away under the ground before she came charging. Her chains pierced the ground and I howled in pain... though... sometimes I stuck around for more of the abuse just to feel something in the moment.

I felt pain, and even if it hurt... I felt it.

"You will do no such thing, you absolute abomination!"

I had to sprout back up at least another fifty feet away so she couldn't get me. Sometimes I'd try to drive them out and see how far they could stretch from Angel. It seemed the halfway point was the woods between Snowdin and the old ruins where my mother-Toriel, lived.

"Oh yeah?! How are you gonna get me when I'm out of your field of reach!? Haha! Sucks to be you fucker!"

"And yet, you can not get any closer without losing those precious roots, nor getting hurt."

I let out a heated breath when the doctor said that. He was right, annoyingly so. There was nothing I could do so long as they protected her. I just had to wait for the right chance to get in there and get at those girls...

"Fine, fine, whatever!" With an evil cackle, I tilted my head while wondering aloud. "But how long can you defend them? You may be attached to them, but how long can you keep this up?"

"We're dead like you, you stupid flower." The human father raised an eyebrow. "We've got all the afterlife after all, eternity. Just as long as your soulless ass."

"Pft." I whipped my head around and turned away from them. "Whatever..."

I dropped down into the ground and traveled along my roots to get back to the place where I called home. The cavern where my sister was brought to me for the first time. She fell among the bed of flowers while I was playing and my parents were exploring to see if the ruins could be made into another city if needed again. Repairs, reports, all that stupid shit.

I couldn't help but stare at the bed of flowers for a while. I still remembered that day so clearly. Our memories merged together once we were... together, but her broken body was among the flowers from my personal memories. Covered in blood as she had hit some of the protruding rocks when she fell. Her head had been split open. I remember calling out for my parents the second I found her since I wasn't good at healing magic yet. I was barely five at the time.

Chara was hesitant to trust and kindness when she first came too. I remembered that so clearly when she'd hide in the corner of a room in the castle when we'd bring her food. All I wanted was to be her friend, but that was a point where she couldn't trust us then. I couldn't remember how long it was, but it was almost a full year before I remember her joining us for small things, meals, playing with each other, bedtime stories. It gradually grew until I remembered the one phrase she said to me.

"You're nothing like humans, are you?"

And no, we weren't. Chara later described her home to be cruel and mean when she opened up to us in her later single digit years. A runaway from an abusive household as I learned later on. Chara spent years recovering from the ill treatment she received when she was younger. It was something that I'd felt upset about at the time and wanted nothing more than to help her. She became my sister, my parents adopted her and she was elated.

But Chara, the damage had already been done to her...

I moved away from my spot in the center of the cavern to a hidden area below the dirt. With just a crack open to the light, I could see the one picture I had of my entire family together. It was Chara's tenth birthday. I had made her and my entire family flower crowns which we all adorned upon our heads. I with no horns yet saw the crown falling into my eyes. Chara had enough hair that it kept out of hers, but a sly grin showed when she watched me. Mother and Father just laughed at my misfortune, even if it all did make the human girl who had become my sister happy.

But that didn't last...

In later years, when we got to our rebellious teen years at the ripe age of fourteen was when she had a brilliant idea. We would merge souls. I was surprised by that at the time. She wanted to marry me? But we were siblings? Wouldn't that be wrong? But Chara said it would be fine, and she would give herself to me if I could do one favor, take out the ones who hurt her.

But nothing went as I thought it would go. Instead of a ceremony to merge our souls, Chara dove for the flowers our father grew. I never knew this, but the petals were safe to make tea with which was what our father used. But Chara... my one and only sister... she discovered that the roots were poisonous.

Even after all the good we did for her, she was happy, but not content. She wanted to die, yet be with me forever. I watched her grovel and die among the flowers while her soul detached itself from her body. Without a second to think, the red soul charged right at me, combining with my own white one and changing me. Her hatred, her fury, everything that she experienced in her younger years that could never be forgotten... they flooded into me, mutated me into a lanky adult form of myself with much longer horns. Her anger overtook my soul and all I could feel was the malice she always kept at bay.

I only figured out in those moments just how... perhaps bad of a person my sister had been...

My feet moved of their own accord to the surface where just at the base of the mountain there was a developing town. The barrier was nothing for myself with a human and monster soul combined. The town was small with barely enough people to fill it. My eye could only notice one particular building that was away from most. A small little fire was going out of the chimney and I remember the gleeful delight that came from Chara's soul as we walked toward it.

My thoughts, myself, it was all kept deep within our combined selves. I couldn't think, talk, move, anything. I was a prisoner in my own body as Chara had the controls.

She continued to move along the trees until she made it to the little house she wanted to go to. Humans that stood there, adults like Angel, stood there angrily in the doorway of their home with loud whispers carried on the wind to us. Chara especially was happy to see them. My only guess was that it was her biological parents that she'd wanted my help in getting rid of. She cackled and brought my hand up to use the fire magic I had possession over. With her in control, she let loose a volley of them upon the house. The man and the woman screamed in agony, trying to flee. Yet, Chara kept up the assault. She never gave in, laughing the entire time. I remembered that she asked them how good it felt to get hurt. Her words never received an answer as she kept up her attack until their bodies were charred and non-recognizable.

We'd used too much magic on that small, stupid plan of hers before something was thrust up through our chest. Chara almost seemed to come back to reality as she saw what was becoming of me. The noise, the fire and smoke, attracted the other villagers. They came with weapons at the ready that were used against myself with no more magic left to use and fight. All of it being used for revenge. Chara released her control immediately, yelling at me to run. Even with a weapon through the right side of my chest, I kept pushing forward, using what little healing magic I knew to try and save myself.

"You have to live, Azz! You have to!"

They were the only words that Chara repeated back in my mind as I ran. Making it back to the mountain and stumbling back into the cave when I could no longer heal. My wounds weren't closing, and our combined soul was shattering. We just barely made it inside the barrier before I fell to the ground among the flowers she used to kill herself.

"Come on Azz! Live, damn it!"

Her voice became muffled as my vision swirled. In a last ditch effort I believe she tried to save me by ripping her soul from mine. I slowly shifted back to normal, but the damage was already done. Chara was left without a body. A soul left that struggled to remain in the mortal plane. My body turned to dust just as our parents rushed in.

For a while that was all that I could remember until I was turned into Flowey. The form I was in then. A creature with no soul made of Asriel Dreemurr's dust and Chara Dreemurr's determination magic from her fading soul.

I had only one goal after becoming the abomination I was. Chara's words still rang in my head no matter what the day. It was the only thing that made me feel alive again.

"Live Azz. Live."

Her commanding voice would echo in my petals. I'd almost thought I'd seen her a time or two in the corner of my vision when I heard her words. Though she'd fade as soon as I'd notice. Yet still, it was the only drive I had.

I would turn back. I would live and feel again. I had to, for Chara, and for myself. I wouldn't let anything get in my way of achieving it.

No matter what.

"Live."

Witch's Note:

Damn! What a chapter! So we finally get to see some of Flowey over here! I know a lot of you really wanted to see that and thankfully we had someone who offered to assist with that! Aqwillabee was the one who offered this little prompt about Flowey. How is he dealing with the humans and so forth. And I think it came out well with some lovely back history thrown into the mix! Hopefully you all felt the same?

Anyways, I got some reviews to respond to!

Shadow8Phantom: Hey there Shadow! Hitting the nail on the head as always. Isn't it sad that MK was able to do that? Be a better hero then the one he looked up to during those times? How sad is that? And to have that kind of a mindset… just heartbreaking…

Dasansi: Damn… I remember those tests… and honestly, it's been a decade since I took them, so its been a hot second. And it certainly doesn't help if the teachers don't prepare you properly. But I hope you felt good with how you worked at it. No pressure to share results or anything, but we hope you do well!

I'm glad I was able to capture something you weren't expecting! You'll have to remember to thank you fellow reviewers here for those ideas! Also, those ideas you just gave us we'll be working in! I'll find a way to write them up! Just letting you and the others know that by adding them in it will push back our date for the start of book two when it comes time for that. But that's okay, it will make us more hyped for it! XD

Thechaosmaster: Chaos, first off, I have to take a second that say that you were so kind in the words you left for Mystic Boy that honestly, both Mystic Girl and I got a little teary eyed over here…

Mystic Girl: (In the background she was currently trying to stop herself from crying at the moving words left for our fellow reviewer.)

Me: I hope your words help Mystic Boy as well.

On another note! I'm happy you enjoyed MK's point of view, even if it was during such a difficult time for him! But be happy to know that this isn't the last time he'll be in either the spot light or a main character of a chapter!

But as for your meeting… (I look over to my friend who's still trying to dry up the fountain of tears that were blasting from her eyes.) Let's do a rain check on that next week. I'll give you guys a pass for free antics next week, other then killing off my characters until I'm ready for that. Sound good?

MysticBoywastaken: So glad to see you back in action! But yes, isn't MK so amazing in that regard?! A CHILD having more caring and understand in their being then a adult who serves the people… wow… just wow…

ShunGod: HOLY SHIT! YOU'RE ALIVE!? (My jaw drops as we see an old reviewer we haven't seen in so long…)

Mystic Girl: (She screeches in her astonishment, still overcome by Chaos' lovely speech made to a fellow member of her club, and instantly faints onto the ground, hitting her head hard.)

Me: Oh shit! That was a nasty fall! Mystic! Don't die on me!

But man is it good to see you! Welcome back! Enjoy the other chapters and hope we did a good job! Let us know later when you have a sec, okay?

Not A Shady Guy: Damn! Cutting it close there, weren't you Shady? I literally got up to post the new chapter and I saw you left a review! XD Ha ha! But yes, that last chapter was certainly intense! A lot of them are just due to the nature of the prompt. I don't think I have too many that are all nice and easy pace…

Phew! Another chapter done people! I think we did good! Now then! With this chapter out of the way… Oh goodness how many more to go?

Mystic Girl: We just added like, two or three. Wasn't there gonna be seventeen chapters before? Are we at twenty now?

Me: That math sounds right… wait, I thought you sucked at math?

Mystic Girl: (Her face turned bright red as she screeched at me.) I can math! Its basic math! Its not complicated shit you bitch!

Me: Okay then… uh yeah, I gotta do some matching and organize some shit, so we'll have to let you all go, but can't wait to see you next time! Love you all and see you next week!

Halloween Witch and Mystic Girl