Trigger warning for violence!
The kids approached Frisk from all angles. Frisk kept their head down, gripping their sword. The monsters were rooted to their spots, behind a wall of HATE. There was nothing they could do. They could only watch in horror.
Clover held up her gun, baring her teeth.
"I always had a feelin' about ya, kid," she growled. "I should've acted earlier. You're barely a human."
Frisk suddenly saw Chara standing in front of them, repeating the same words.
"You are barely a human."
Frisk held up their shield, defending themself from Clover's bullets. They looked behind them and Brayden was charging towards them, holding out his fists.
"YOU JERK!" he bellowed. "I'LL KILL YOU!"
Frisk used their sword as a vault and leaped into the air. They landed far away from the kids. They summoned a few spears and threw them at their former friends.
"Look out!" Melody shrieked.
The group jumped in different directions, avoiding the spears. Percy was having a panic attack on the ground. His notes were scattered all around him.
"YOU THINK I'M SCARED OF YOU?!" Brayden yelled at Frisk, holding up his fists.
Frisk turned and stared at him. They held up their sword.
"THAT'S RIGHT!" Brayden yelled. "SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT, PUNK!"
The punk that was his friend...
Frisk summoned a Gaster Blaster. They unleashed its energy onto the boy. If it wasn't for Melody shoving him out of the way, he would've been obliterated.
"YOU REALLY THINK YOU CAN BEAT ME?!" Brayden stood up, glaring at Frisk.
Clover stood next to him, firing at the eighth human. They shielded themself again. Brayden stepped forward, his bandanna blowing in the wind.
"Brayden, be careful!" Melody said warningly.
"Death... death chance high..." Percy muttered, examining all his notes.
Brayden was giving Frisk a harsh glare, his fists clenched.
"You know, kid..." he looked down for a moment. "The thing is..." He looked up and bellowed. "I REALLY CARED ABOUT YOU! I REALLY THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND! EVERYONE'S FRIEND!"
Frisk didn't react.
"I REALLY THOUGHT YOU WERE A GOOD PERSON!" Brayden bellowed, his voice cracking. "I REALLY THOUGHT... I..." He paused again. "I... I thought you understood... I thought you knew everything, like... some kind of role model..." He sighed, staring at his feet. "I thought you were a hero, Frisk."
Brayden suddenly looked up again, fists clenched and eyes wide. "BUT YOU'RE JUST A COWARD!"
His fists glowed orange, as well as his eyes, much like in the ASGORE fight.
"AND I HATE COWARDS!" Brayden yelled. He held out his glowing fists. "I'LL SHOW YOU WHAT IT MEANS WHEN YOU MESS WITH MY FRIENDS!"
Frisk tilted their head. They held out their hands, and their sword melted onto their arms, turning into gloves that fitted neatly onto their hands. Red, glowing gloves that seemed strong enough to break through rock. Brayden put his fist in his palm.
"Brayden, I'm really not sure about this!" Melody exclaimed, folding her arms.
Brayden gave her a thumbs up.
"Kick their butt, pardner," Clover told him. "We're backing you up."
Brayden looked for Faye, but couldn't see her anywhere. He gritted his teeth and focused back on Frisk. He ran towards them. They punched the ground with their fists, causing it to crack. Brayden avoided the cracks and ran up to Frisk. He was about to punch them, but they shielded themself by holding up an arm. They reached down to punch Brayden in the stomach, but he whammed them across the face while they were doing that. Frisk was slammed into the wall with a sickening crack.
Brayden shook some black goop off his fist and glared at Frisk. They were slumped down, black goop dribbling out of their left eye. The boy stepped towards them, still holding out his fists. He grabbed the front of their shirt and brought them up to his face.
"I don't wanna kill you," he admitted, "BUT I HAVE TO STOP YOU!"
Suddenly, Frisk punched Brayden in the stomach, sending him flying across the floor. He bashed his head against the ground, causing his sight to go dizzy. Frisk appeared before him, holding out their sword. They held it above his chest.
"I'M NOT DONE YET!" Brayden roared. He got up and gave Frisk an uppercut that snapped their neck. They were flung onto the floor, as limp as a wet rag. Blood came out of their mouth.
"Oh my..." Melody covered her mouth. "I... B-Brayden, don't hurt them anymore!"
Clover gritted her teeth, while Percy continued to panic.
Brayden stared at Frisk for a few moments, feeling somewhat bad for them. He snapped their neck. He clenched his fists. They were evil. They had to die.
Didn't they?
Brayden, fists glowing, approached the child. He didn't see the HATE rushing through their body, healing them. As soon as he was close to Frisk they suddenly stood up, HATE bleeding out of their eyes and dripping down their cheeks. It was such a horrifying sight. Frisk didn't look human at all. Brayden stepped back. He couldn't stop looking at their eyes.
"What are you...?" he asked them, his fists trembling.
Brayden couldn't believe they were the same child that talked with him in Snowdin so long ago...
The eighth human, suddenly, gave him a big hug. Brayden wasn't always a hug fan. But he could make an exception this one time. He let the eighth human hug him. They were pretty nice after all. They were many things.
... many things.
Frisk held up their sword and rammed it through Brayden's chest before he had the chance to say something. He slumped onto the ground.
"How... how could you?!" Melody yelled, breathing heavily. She was glaring at Frisk. "How could you kill two people so easily?!"
Frisk didn't respond.
"Two people who were your friends?!" Melody continued. "My friends! Our friends!"
Frisk summoned spears. They aimed them at Melody.
"You monster!" Melody bellowed, tears slipping down her cheeks. She jumped out of the way. "We performed together! We bonded! We..." She sobbed. "We were really friends!"
"Melody..." Percy held out his hand. "Be careful... please..."
Clover fired at Frisk once more. The child held out their shield. They then smashed the ground with their new red gloves, causing it to crack. Clover jumped out of the way, keeping an eye on the eighth human at all times.
Melody ran towards Frisk, holding up her fists.
"I can't believe you!" she bellowed. She wiped her eyes. "The only thing left to do is STOP YOU!"
Frisk grabbed the front of her leotard and pulled her high into the air with them. They held a barrage of spears above her head. Melody shrieked and jumped away in a moment of panic. She plummeted down, screaming. Clover caught her in her arms.
"Thank you." Melody said, sighing. She realised her bun had come undone and groaned, annoyed.
Clover put Melody down and fired her gun at Frisk's feet. Frisk was forced to return to the ground. They summoned two Gaster Blasters and aimed them at the girls.
"I don't think so!" Melody growled.
She leaped towards Frisk and kicked them in the stomach. They were forced to dissipate their blasters.
"Girl power!" Melody grinned at Clover.
"Oh yeah," Clover agreed. "Nothin' like servin' justice on a cold platter."
"I appear to have one too many Y chromosomes to be able to join in this conversation..." Percy commented.
"Well then this is EVERYONE's night," Melody said, holding up her fist. She stared at Frisk. "We will stop you, Frisk! That is a promise!"
Melody held out her arms in front of her, her hair blowing in the breeze. She removed her tutu so it was easier for her to move. Frisk held out their sword. The two stared at each other.
Frisk summoned spears while Melody covered her face. The girl ran towards the eighth human, fists clenched. She jumped, narrowly avoiding most of their attacks.
"M... Melody..." Percy held out his hand. "Please..."
Melody ran at Frisk, but she was stopped by their shield. Frisk shoved her back. She stood up again, however, teeth gritted.
"You're a monster," she growled. "How could you be so horrible? You made us believe Chara was the villain when they did nothing wrong!"
Her anger gave her the strength to run forward and actually wham Frisk in the stomach. They landed on the ground. Melody glowed a faint blue as she stared down at them.
"You're fake!" she yelled. "The truth is, you're a filthy liar!"
She stomped the ground, causing parts of the wall to fall onto Frisk. The eighth human reacted by covering themself with a red shield. They shoved through the debris, holding out their sword. They leaped towards Melody, but she jumped out of the way. Frisk summoned red spears and threw them at the girl.
"Oh great." she grumbled. Percy grabbed her arm and pulled her down, away from the spears.
"Percy..." she stared at her friend.
"There isn't much I can do now, but I-I'm figuring something out," Percy informed. "Though I'm already too late. Two of our friends are already dead." He sighed. "I just have to stop anyone else dying..."
"Y'all!" Clover yelled.
Frisk now had more Gaster blasters by their sides.
"I don't want her to die either..." Percy mumbled.
Clover fired bullets at Frisk, causing them to focus on her. They aimed the blasters at her.
"Neither do I," Melody agreed.
She leaped over to Frisk and kicked them in the stomach again. They fell over, black goop coming out of their eye. The goop raised their HP. They stood up and stared at Melody. She held out her arms in a fighting position.
Frisk swung their sword at the girl, but she jumped out of the way.
"I won't let you kill me!" she yelled. "You've done too much already!"
Frisk attempted to stab the girl again. She stepped back.
"Don't you feel anything?" she asked. "Don't you feel bad about all of this?"
Frisk took a step towards Melody.
"I see how it is..." she sighed. "You really are terrible."
Suddenly, Frisk stabbed Melody with their sword. She fell to her knees, her eyes wide.
"Terrible..." she mumbled, before falling over, dead.
"Melody..." Clover clenched her fists. Her face had darkened completely. Percy was having a full on panic attack. He was shaking and twitching, his breathing out of control.
Clover stood in front of him protectively. She held up her gun.
"You ain't human," she growled at Frisk. "You're not a monster, either. You're something much worse."
Frisk's right eye glowed red. Spears appeared all around them, as well as two Gaster Blasters. HATE dripped out of their left eye. Clover frowned and attempted to shoot at the kid, but with horror realised her gun was all out of ammo. She bared her teeth.
"You'll pay for this," she growled at Frisk. "For everything. I swear my life on it."
Frisk snapped their fingers. The spears and Gaster blasters approached the two kids. Clover growled, fists clenched. At least she would die as a hero.
The spears were seconds away...
"BAN KAI!"
A purple shield appeared around Clover and Percy. The boy had got back his long, black hair and anime-style eyes. Paper was flowing around him. He placed a hand on Clover's arm. She nodded at him.
The spears hit the shield, protecting Clover and Percy. Frisk stared at Percy.
"My notes and calculations can only take me so far," Percy said. His eyes glowed. "If I really want to defeat you, I'll have to KILL YOU WITH BRUTE POWER!"
Papers flew towards Frisk. They surrounded the kid like a tornado, trapping them. The papers moved faster and faster, creating a strong breeze. Percy raised his hand, and a glowing, purple katana appeared in his hand.
"Where'd ya get that from?" Clover asked, staring at the weapon.
"The power of ANIME!" Percy responded. He charged at the paper tornado. "The momentum will make you incredibly dizzy, which also makes you vulnerable, so it will be easier to maim you, Frisk."
Percy was about to swing his katana at the tornado, but suddenly it exploded a bright red, launching Percy backwards. He coughed up some pieces of paper. Frisk was standing in front of him, their hair a mess. Black goop was everywhere.
Percy stood up as well, holding out his katana.
"You are very powerful," he told them. "Unsurprisingly, since you want to enter the world's 'codes and files'. What is this, a video game?" He shook his head. "With great power comes great responsibility. Yet, you have no responsibility at all. That is why you act so terribly. That's why... you..." He looked up. "That's why you killed Melody." He frowned. "I never even said goodbye or helped out, I..." He gritted his teeth. "I was a bad friend to everyone."
His katana glowed purple as he yelled, "THIS IS FOR MY FRIENDS!" He raced towards Frisk, his eyes glowing as well. "AND FOR THE WHOLE WORLD!"
Percy clashed his katana against Frisk's sword. He raised his weapon in the air and brought it down.
"BAN KAI!" he yelled, slicing Frisk across the middle.
They fell over, clutching their chest. Their HATE healed them. However, Percy sliced their hand, forcing them to drop their sword. While they were focused on healing their hand, Percy injured their other hand, then both of their legs.
"Through my observations, I have noticed you can only heal one part of yourself at a time," Percy said. "So every time you heal a part of yourself, I will harm another part of your body, and while you are distracted by healing the injured part of yourself, I will be able to..."
"Perce, did you seriously just tell 'em your plan?!" Clover asked, folding her arms.
Percy blushed. He shook his head at Frisk. "Um, ignore everything I just said!"
Frisk sat up and blasted Percy back with their sword. He fell onto his back.
"I really shouldn't talk out loud..." he grunted. Frisk appeared above him, their sword glowing. He moved out of the way, thoughtful.
"Change of plans," he mumbled. He ran towards Frisk, holding up his katana once again. "BAN KAI!"
He swung the weapon at the child. They defended themself with their shield. Paper flew towards Frisk again, but they propelled themself upwards. They came falling down, their sword aimed at Percy's head. He summoned his own shield, protecting himself. He rammed his katana upwards, narrowly missing Frisk's chest. They came at him with their sword again. Percy held up his shield. Then the scene of Melody getting stabbed replayed over and over again in his head.
Bad... friend...
Melody's eyes filled up with tears. She smiled at Percy. "Being friends with you and the others is what makes me happy, Percy."
Clover was behind him... he was protecting her! The girl that he...
"PERCY!" Clover screamed.
Percy didn't realise he'd been stabbed until it was too late. He reverted back to his normal self and stared at the ground. It was over.
Clover adjusted her hat. She held out her fists and stared at Frisk.
"I don't need a gun to crush you," she growled. "The world will get justice either way."
Her eyes glowed yellow as she raced towards Frisk. She neatly dodged all their attacks, but she couldn't land a blow on them without them putting up their shield.
"Whatever you are, I will stop you," Clover told Frisk. "Chara will. Someone will. You won't win this battle. You don't deserve it."
Clover reached into one of her pockets, hoping to find some kind of weapon. She was lucky. She found one last bullet.
"Lucky," she grinned. "That's me."
Frisk summoned multiple spears. Clover dodged those, preparing her gun. She only had one shot. She had to make it count.
Frisk held up a Gaster Blaster. Clover just dodged it, skidding across the floor. She crashed against the wall. She weakly clenched her gun, her head slightly throbbing. She thought of her friends.
Her brother.
Everyone deserves a second chance.
"And some people get too many chances," Clover grumbled. "I wish you knew that, bro."
Frisk approached Clover, holding out their sword. They held it right above her chest, about to bring it down...
BANG!
Frisk fell over, a hole right through their heart. Clover had got the perfect shot. She stood up, staring at the eighth human. They weren't moving. Black goop was dripping out of the hole in their chest. Their eyes had turned black.
"That's what you get," Clover growled. "That's what you deserve."
She turned away. She trembled weakly but couldn't help it anymore. She began to sob quietly, falling to her knees. Her family and almost all of her friends were gone. She had just killed someone she thought was her friend. She continued crying. It just wasn't fair. Why did she have to lose everyone she loved?
Maybe she wasn't so lucky after all...
Suddenly, someone patted her shoulder. Clover turned around and looked up. It was Frisk, looking down at her.
"You..." she stared at them. "How did ya..."
Frisk hid their face as they stabbed the girl. Their determination was too strong. Not even a gun wound could kill them.
Darkness was... everywhere. Frisk felt it in their body, in their soul, in their mind. And the only thing they could see now was the ending. Finally, no more distractions. No more people standing in the way. They turned around and reached out. The ERASE button was waiting for them, a short distance away.
Then... someone was standing in front of it. Frisk gritted their teeth. They reluctantly held out their sword, glaring at the person in front of them.
Faye was trembling, holding up her knife. She looked petrified.
"Whatever happens..." she said. "I hope you're sorry about it."