(I did NOT make glitchtale or Undertale and I'm making a disclaimer to let you know that, this disclaimer, the one you're reading)

ChaosPheory #7

The one Where 'Betty' Needs to Talk About Her Feelings

It was a completely darkened room, with more beeping, monitoring devices. Someone turned on a bright light and shined it on Betty's face, she squinted and woke up. She was sitting in a chair of some sorts, the light made it difficult to focus, but she could definitely see a red light in the shadowy area around her. She tried to get up and find an exit, but she found out her wrists and ankles were strapped to the chair like thing, '

no matter' she thought 'Kumu can get me out of this,' she called out to him, but no one came.

She began to panic and tried struggling against her restraints, but nothing happened,

"Yes yes," a voice came from the red light in the darkness, "go on, waste your energy, it'll make my job so much easier" she focused on this red light, and now that she noticed it, it looked somewhat like an eye, and the fact that it had a human voice suggested that it might belong to a human body,

"Who are you, where am I, and why can't I call akumu," she asked the red eye from the shadows,

"Well, because you'll just forget most of this by the time we're done, I don't see any harm in answering a few questions, but only these three, as I'm like to get done with this sometime today at least. For the answer to your first question all you need to know is that I am the one in control right now,"

Betty smiled, "oh really?" and she focused her powers on him. A second eye appeared to the left of the red one, glowing pink as her power tended to do to people, but the right one stayed red. She could feel the fear from the left side of his body, but the right one was unaffected. Now the red eyed man was laughing,

"We both know that your petty trick won't work for me, at least no the way you'd like them to, but as I said wasting really makes my day so by all means try" he explained "now for your second question, you are currently at a facility called the Lighthouse, a project designed to experiment with the light and light color of SOULs, hence the name 'Lighthouse'"

"Ok but, why am I here?" she asked, but the red-eyed man didn't care to answer

"You are fully allowed to waste energy but I'm not. I have a very tight schedule to keep, now finally your friend akumu" he chuckled, "is dead"

"LIER" Betty burst out

"Denial, I expected this, but can you honestly tell yourself that he's alive after you watched him burn?"

"NO! He's alive, he has to be" but she knew she was lying, not only to this red-eyed man but to herself as well. She had seen akumu sacrifice himself for her, suffering a slow, painful death at the hands of magical fire,

"While your plan wasn't bad, you were a fool to fight the legions of the Epsilon Rune, and your thing paid the price. Akumu is dead, and there is nothing left for you in this world. I'd actually focus on that if I were you"

Betty barely listened, "why?" she asked,

"Because so far, only one other has survived this process, and as far as we can tell, it's only because he had nothing left for him in this life"

She suddenly refocused on her current situation, "wait what!?"

"Now let's see" the red-eyed man walked through the darkness, making a whirl-click-whirl-click sound as he moved, "Arsenal didn't exactly leave me a set of instructions to this device, but I think I can figure it out" in the shadows where the red-eyed man now stood Betty heard a beep, and the chair she sat in began to recline,

"What's going on! What are you doing!?" she resumed her struggle with the ties on her ankles and wrists, "go ahead, exhaust yourself, as I have many times now, It will make this go smoother," another beep.

She was now laying horizontally, and red lasers formed an X over her chest, lining up on her heart. Another beep and two probe shaped devices came into the light, aimed at the center of the X, where her SOUL was,

"No! NO!" she screamed, but the red-eyed man didn't care. Another and the probes began to move toward her, and they made a humming noise as they went. She began to feel intense, almost unbearable, pain as the probes started to pull and tug at her SOUL,

"NO! STOP!" she screamed in between cries of agony. She thrashed around violently, in a desperate attempt to escape her torture, but in the end, he was right. It was hopeless, she didn't have anyone coming to save her, she had nothing to live for, her plan had failed in the worst way, her only friend was dead, there was no reason to hold onto this life.

She was filled with… nothing

And then she woke up in a cold sweat.

As soon as they gotten out of the place where they were kept, Frisk had brought them to the lower east side of the city, where they said the A.M.D couldn't find them. They had spent the rest of the night, (and most of the next day) hopping from shadow to shadow and blind spot, to blind spot, hoping for the life of them that they weren't seen by anyone, trying to find a place to hide. Later in the evening, after they had gotten to the point that twenty people could've sworn they had seen the infamous Betty Nori, but no one could say which way she went, as her movements were way too random to track, they had found a small shed next to a theater that was surprisingly unlocked. The shed was filled with props, costumes, and posters from what they could guess were past shows, but at that point Betty and Zack were far too tired to notice much, and as soon as Frisk had left for home, with a more than small warning about what would happen if she messed up again, they were pulling together anything they could find to make make-shift beds.

Betty was currently laying on the wood floor, using a small handbag as a pillow and a cape of some sort as a blanket. She noticed she had a huge cramp in her arm from sleeping on it, so she woke Zack, who was sleeping next to her, using a coat as a blanket and a pair of shoes as a pillow, (both of which Betty thought were too smelly.)

"Betty, is everything ok?" he asked as he sat up,

"Um, yeah." she answered, but Zack was still worried,

"What happened?"

"Nothing," she hoped he would just go back to sleep, "it was just some silly nightmare" but Zack only ever talked when it was inconvenient, so of course he asked,

"About what"

Betty sighed a long, deep, emotional sigh, "nothing really just a… a man with a red eye who tortured me" 'in more ways than one' she thought

"Oh, that, yeah that one's no fun"

Betty sat cross legged and cross armed, she stared at the roof of the shack, then realized what Zack had said, and turned to him,

"You've had that dream too?" Zack nodded.

'Only one other has survived the process' the words of the red-eyed man came to her. She guessed it made sense, they were kept together because they were part of the same experiment, but that still left all the major questions unanswered. Why was she in the this experiment in the first place, why did everyone hate her so much, what is with these weird instincts and feelings, and no one was there to tell her. No one was there for her at all… except Zack. Zack? Her instincts all told her not to trust anyone, that everyone else was just a target, but he was still the only person she met so far that doesn't hate her, and more than anything she needed something, someone, anyone,

"Hey Zack"

he looked at her, "yeah?"

She swallowed her weird feelings, this was more important than some stupid programed instructions from her dead mother, 'wait what was that last bit', nevermind,

"Do you think we can be friends?"

Zack looked shocked and confused, "I guess we could, but I don't think I'll be any good at it, I mean, I just don't know what to do"

"It's not that hard" Betty assured him, "we'd just talk to each other, help each other out when we're in trouble, and mostly just be nice to each other"

Zack looked down and scratched his chin, "I guess that's not hard but.." he looked back at Betty, "why?"

Betty almost buried her face in her arms, "I just really need someone who understands right now"

Zack noticed she was upset, "Did I mess up again, I'm sorry, I'm just so useless"

"No, it's not your fault, it's just circumstance, and really bad luck, and those jerks at the…"

"Betty" Zack interrupted, his eyes wide, "there's someone outside, and I think he can hear us, and his SOUL is really powerful"

Betty was about to question him, but then she remembered that Zack saw Frisk in the vent before she did, and he knew their name before they told him. So instead she crawled to the corner of the shed, where she had earlier found a hole to look outside with, and indeed there was someone there. A man walked under the stars toward the theater, with a yellow button up shirt and a gray coat, singing as he went,

"Some of these days, I'm gonna paint that rainbow"

He looked at the shed, and for a terrifying moment, Betty thought he had seen her,

"Some of these days, I'll make it all come true"

He went up to the door of the theater, pulled out a key, unlocked the door, and went in.

Betty breathed a sigh of relief and went back to her make-shift bed. It was odd, that man almost seemed familiar, but that was probably just deja vu. There was no way he had seen her, and even if he did there was no way he was anyone important. She pulled her cape over her and rested on her small handbag,

"Goodnight Zack"

"Goodnight Betty"