Chapter 18
War and Rebellion
Frisk didn't feel anything short of lucky or blessed at that particular moment; whichever one it was, she was just happy to have the moment of respite as she waited for the noodles to finish boiling so she could eat them.
The noodles were about a minute or so away from being finished with boiling. At about the point where they reached the three minute mark, Chara had apparently become so bored of waiting for her to get finished that he fell asleep while sitting. She would take a second from time to time to glance up from the pot and the stove up to Chara, just to make sure he was still sitting there, his legs crossed, his head resting on the palm of his hands, still sleeping. Every time she glanced up, he remained there, quietly sleeping as he awaited for Frisk to be done.
Even Frisk's friends were taking a break from spectating and holding their breaths to see what happened next. Several of them were sitting down, quietly and awkwardly waiting for Frisk to be done making her noodles. The only exceptions to these were Sans, who stood at the wall, leaning his back against it with his arms and legs crossed, Undyne, who stood and patiently tapped the butt of her spear on the ground, and Asgore, who paced around quietly and nervously, thinking of something.
After a few more seconds or so, the stove gave a little ding to notify Frisk that the water was done boiling. "Ah. It's done." she said as she turned the little stove off and got the noodles in a little bowl for herself. "...Where the heck do I get these things anyway?" she asked herself as she glanced at the bowl and then at the little stove and pot. All of those items were way too big to fit in her pockets, and even if her pockets were big enough to carry that stuff, she never even remembered carrying a pot, a bowl or a stove with her, neither in the Underground nor on the surface.
She gave a little shrug, dismissing the idea before glancing back at Chara. His head was no longer resting on his hands, but was drooping down with his arms dangling to the floor between his legs with his head facing down. It was clear that the timer going off didn't awaken him, and he continued to sleep quite soundly. At the very least, Frisk wouldn't have to worry about Chara rushing her to hurry up at all. She got a spoon out of her pocket, and scooped up some of the noodles and ate them.
She swallowed the noodles quite quickly and gave a little grimace. They tasted terrible. How was Alphys able to eat such a thing like this at all?
Then it hit her that she had forgotten to add the flavor packet to the noodles. She put the bowl down and grabbed the packaging the noodles were in, holding it upside down and shaking it a bit before a flavor packet dropped down, which she caught and opened, pouring the content into the noodles. She stirred the flavor mix into the noodles for about half a minute or so before taking another bite. They tasted a lot better. They still weren't overly great, but they were definitely better.
She finished eating the noodles in about two minutes or so. Afterwards, she pushed the stove, pot and bowl to the side, placing the spoon back into her pocket and looking back to Chara. "Alright, Chara. I think I'm ready to continue." Frisk said, to which Chara didn't make any reply. "...Chara... Chara!"
Chara gave a little snort as he darted up, waking up from Frisk's call. "Eh. Wha?" he asked drowsily as he looked at Frisk, rubbing the tiredness out of his eyes.
"I just finished eating." Frisk said as she gestured to the stuff she had used to eat and make the Instant Noodles pushed to the side. "I'm ready to continue on with our fight."
"Oh... jeez. Took you long enough, didn't it?" Chara muttered as he stood up and pulled his sword out of the floor. "If I had known you were going to take that long, I would have attacked you while you were still cooking that stuff."
"It didn't take that long." Frisk said with a roll of her eyes as she picked up her stick again. "Don't tell me you would have attacked me if you knew it would take that long. You told me that it was going to take a few minutes while the water was still boiling. You knew it was going to take a while before it was done."
"Well..." Chara looked down after Frisk said that with a little grumble. "...Yeah... whatever... that doesn't matter anymore."
Frisk gave a nod and watched as Chara was stretching a bit with his sword in his hand. Three souls had yet to rebel, and they hadn't while Chara was sleeping... perhaps they would only rebel as Chara attacked. "...How did you sleep?" Frisk questioned, seeing if she could stall the battle just a little longer.
"Eh. Not very good." Chara said as he continued to stretch. "Was having a bad dream the second I fell asleep."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that." Frisk said. "What was your dream about?"
"You probably wouldn't understand what I'm talking about if I told you. In my dream, I was..." Chara started before stopping himself. "...No. You're not stalling this battle any further. We're fighting here and now."
Frisk gave a little sigh and held her stick in her hand and watched as Chara got into his battle position. "Bummer. I was really hoping that would work..." Frisk said. All of Frisk's friends looked back at the forcefield and gathered around again, seeing that the fight was about to continue.
"If I recall correctly, it was my turn?" Chara questioned.
Frisk gave a nod. "I believe that would be correct." she said.
Chara gave a nod and looked up as he began to count mentally to himself, using his fingers to count as well as he did. "Let's see... I already did that shadow trap thing... did the homing energy balls... did I do the meteor shower, yet?"
"...The... uh... no... I don't think you have yet."
Chara gave a nod and held his sword up. "Alright then. Let's see how you fair against that then, shall we?" he questioned as he swung his sword down vertically behind him. A strange rift in what appeared to be space opened from behind him as he jumped to the side out of harm's way.
The rip began to slowly expand horizontally, opening up further as from out of its widened mouth, a flurry of small, fiery rocks came shooting out at a high speed. Frisk gave a little yelp as she saw them approaching. It took just about every bit of her skills of dodging in order to keep from getting hit by those meteorites. They were small, but they were vert fast.
"Frisk! W-watch out!" Alphys called as Frisk started dodging. "Th-those are small, but they're fast!"
"Oh, really?!" Frisk exclaimed sarcastically as she looked at Alphys as she continued to try and dodge. "I never would have noti-" Before she could finish speaking, a meteorite that was heading straight for her while her eyes were off it made contact with her head, exploding and causing her to get knocked down to the ground.
"Frisk!" Papyrus exclaimed as Frisk fell to the ground. Seeing Frisk fall to the ground, Chara gave a smirk and watched as the meteorites stopped coming out of the rip. He leapt back in front of the rip as it began to close, shutting without a trace after a few seconds.
"How do you like that, Frisk?" Chara questioned with a mocking smirk as he swayed his tail, coiling it around his sword slightly. "It's amazing what a couple of extra souls can allow one to do, huh?"
Frisk was slow to get up, but she was able to get up quietly. She kept her face down for a few seconds before looking up at Chara with a smirk on her face. "Wh... what?!" Chara questioned in shock. "What's with that look on your face?! Why are you smirking?!"
"Oh, sorry. It's nothing." Frisk said, her voice filled to the brim with determination and hope. "For now though... it looks like it's my turn." Her smirk faded as she held her stick tight and began to charge forward. Chara, amused how she continues to run at him with so pitiful a weapon, stayed right where he was and let Frisk have a swing at him. She made it up in front of him and held her stick with both hands as she swung it with all of her might, striking Chara in the stomach.
The stick came into contact with Chara's stomach, and while the demon had originally thought it would leave nothing but a little sting, juts like the last attack, he was shocked to feel his stomach hurt a bit from the attack. He took a couple of steps back, his sword dragging across the floor with him, making a horrible screeching sound which made everyone else wince and shudder at the sound of it. His left hand clutched instinctively to the new pain that he felt.
"It... can't be..." Chara thought to himself as he looked back at Frisk, who stood there, waiting patiently for Chara to make his move, her finger tapping on the stick in anticipation. "I'm... I'm getting weaker... with each soul that rebels, she does more damage to me, and I do less... if I don't finish this off soon, I won't be able to beat her... but now, I don't know if I have the power to crush her here and now!" He began to quiver a little bit at the thought. Here he was with the power of the other Human Souls, and he still wasn't able to beat Frisk...
"N-no... what am I saying?" Chara questioned as he looked up at Frisk, who was still standing there, waiting patiently for him to make his move. "She's just a child... a human child... I just have to take her out quickly before any more of the souls can rebel, that's all!"
Chara looked back at Frisk, hiding all of his worry and doubt as he held his sword straight forward. He swiftly pointed it to his left, Frisk expecting something to happen when he did, but nothing seemed to happen. He then swung his sword over so it was pointing to the right, but again, nothing happened when he did. He then pointed his sword straight forward again for a few seconds before flipping his sword so that it was pointing at himself.
Frisk stared in confusion, as did all of her friends. None of them had any idea what Chara was attempting. "Let's see you figure this out." Chara said with a smirk before he seemingly vanished into thin air, leaving not a trace as he disappeared. Frisk's eyes widened as she looked around, trying to figure out what was going on.
Just seconds later, four Chara's appeared around Frisk, one on each side of her. All four of them had their swords up, ready to swing, and began to charge towards her with great velocity.
Frisk looked back and forth between the Chara's trying to find a way to avoid this attack. As the Chara's continued to fly towards her, however, the one on Frisk's right, the one in front of her and the one behind her disappeared, leaving just the left one charging towards. Only having a moment to act, Frisk was able to nimbly jump to the right, avoiding Chara's attack as he swung his sword down. After the attack missed, that Chara disappeared as well.
Frisk regained her balance after the dodge and was about to prepare herself for her next move, but before she did, four more Chara's appeared and surrounded her, and began to charge at her again. Frisk kept her eyes on the one on the left, ready to dodge it when she needed to, but this time, the left Chara was one of the ones that disappeared. Before Frisk had any more time to react, the one on her right swung his sword at her, striking her in the back and sending her flying a few feet, blood starting to trail from where Chara had hit her.
She fell to the ground and was slow to get up once again, only getting up just as another set of four Chara's appeared and began charging. As they did, Frisk thought about the directions that the Chara's had struck, and remembered the directions that Chara had pointed his sword before he started this attack. That's when it hit her; Chara was giving indications of which Chara would be the real him. Knowing that, Frisk waited for the other Chara's to disappear before she ran backwards, able to avoid the attack from the Chara that was in front of her.
Frisk waited for the four Chara's to appear again. Just as she figured out, the ones to her left and right and the one in front of her disappeared. She timed her dodge just right as she moved to the left, dodging Chara's attack. Before he had a time to disappear and reappear, she grabbed her stick and hit Chara hard in the stomach, earning a pained groan for the demon as he clutched his stomach again.
"Not bad." Chara said as he looked at her, quickly snaking his tail around her feet and lifting her up from her legs, Frisk giving a surprised yelp as she was hung upside down by the demon. "Guess you aren't too shabby at figuring puzzles out after all. But now it's time to die, Eighth Human." While still holding Frisk with his tail, he held his sword like a baseball bat, ready to take a swing and decapitate her.
Frisk gave a gasp and acted quickly, swiftly taking her stick and jabbing it into Chara's left eye. "Agh! Damn it!" Chara yelled in pain and sheer frustration as he threw Frisk to the ground, earning a pained yelp from the girl. Frisk was slow to get up as Chara was covering his left eye with his left hand.
"Alright..." Chara said, giving a chuckle to try and not lose his cool. "I'm gonna have to ask you to stop hitting me in the eyes, could you?"
"How's this for a deal?" Frisk questioned. "You give up, let the other souls go and promise to never hurt anyone again, and I'll stop hitting you in the eyes."
"Hmmmm... tempting... but I got a better idea." Chara said as he pointed his sword to the ground and raised it up a bit as a dark purple aura began to surround it. "How about you see how many of these attacks you can take before you die?" He slammed his sword into the ground and from the sword and the ground came a hole flurry of shadowy shockwaves. Frisk's eyes widened as she watched as they spread out everywhere in the forcefield as they headed towards her. She had no hope of dodging that attack.
Frisk gave a scream as she felt all of the shockwaves attack her in a rapid pace. They didn't really hurt too much individually, but what little chip damage they were doing was quickly building up the more times she was hit. "F-Frisk!" Alphys exclaimed as her friends grimaced at the sight of taking all that damage at once.
Asriel watched on in horror, away from the others. Even when it was happening right in front of his face, and he knew it would be happening, he never wanted to believe it was true. A battle between the one human that saved him and his best friend and adopted brother. He didn't know how long it had been going on, but the minutes seemed to crawl on slower and slower with each hit the two landed on each other.
Chara lifted his sword out of the ground and gave a smirk as Frisk fell on one of her knees, her hands on the ground as she was breathing heavily. "Hmmm... still not quite there yet, huh?" he questioned as he raised his sword up again. "Alright. That's one you took. Next." He stabbed his sword into the ground again, creating more shockwaves that spread throughout the forcefield. Frisk could do nothing but attempt to shield whatever parts of her she could with her arms as she was hit by the shockwaves once again.
"Frisk! There must be something you can do!" Papyrus yelled from outside. "You have to find a way to dodge that attack!"
"There's no way of dodging the attack. That's the whole point." Sans said as he looked on, glaring at Chara. "He knows that the longer it takes to kill Frisk, the less his attacks are going to do to her, as well as the fact that she can simply dodge whatever attacks he throws at her if she needs to... so he's using an attack that's unavoidable and will hit her as many times as possible."
"No, that can't be true!" Undyne yelled as she watched on. "There has to be a way for Frisk to not get hit by any of those!"
"There is a way... but it's not up to Frisk." Sans said with a sigh as he stared at Chara's chest, where the other souls were being held prisoner. "...Whichever one plans to help her now better act fast..."
Chara lifted his sword off the ground and watched as Frisk somehow was feebly able to stand herself back up. "...So that was two." he said as he held his sword up again, ready to deliver a final blow to finish Frisk off. "And this..." Failing to notice the aura surrounding the sword changing from dark purple to orange, he stabbed the sword into the ground again.
The shockwaves came again, this time they were completely orange. Once Frisk saw the orange color, she immediately began to run towards Chara as best as he could, her stick tightly held in her hand. Because of her movement, the orange shockwaves failed to hurt her, going right through her without leaving a single scratch on her. "Wh-what?!" Chara questioned in surprise. Frisk got to Chara in a matter of seconds and swung her stick at Chara's left knee. Chara gave a pained yell as he let go of his sword and fell on his right knee.
Some of the shockwaves that were still coming managed to hit Frisk, since she had to stop moving to hit Chara, and sent her flying back, but after Chara let go of his sword, the shockwaves stopped coming. It didn't take long for both of them to get up, but now it seemed that the tables had turned. Now Frisk was the one that seemed confident and completely into it, while Chara was now the nervous one.
"...That was the Soul of Bravery, wasn't it?" Frisk questioned. "...That means you only have two left to rebel against you."
"Chara's getting too weak." Asriel said as he watched on. "...He's not going to have the strength to beat Frisk at this rate."
"Chara... you can't win. You can keep swinging at me all you want... but once all of those souls rebel against you, you'll have no ways of defeating me... you might as well just give up right now." Frisk said. "You obviously can't beat me at this rate, and I'm really getting sick of fighting you."
"No... n... never." Chara growled as he took ahold of his sword again. His arm began to shake a little bit as he held the heavy sword in his hand. He wasn't sure if he was just getting tired, or if he was starting to become too weak to hold the sword. It was starting to become heavy for the demon. "I've come too far... nobody will escape their judgment... I will have my revenge, no matter what it costs."
Frisk gave a sigh and looked at Chara seriously. Perhaps it was time to try to talk some sense into him. "...You had the opportunity to get your revenge the second we came out of the Underground." she said. "You could have, with all of your LOVE, taken control of me as soon as we were free, and could have done whatever you wanted with that strength... but what did you do instead?"
Chara's eyes widened as Frisk said that, but not a single word came out of him. Instead, he just looked over at Asriel, who watched on quietly from outside the forcefield. "...You chose to put your plan to a halt to bring back your brother." Frisk went on. "No matter what you say and no matter how much you may pretend otherwise, you put the love of your family before killing all the humans. You chose to bring back the one person you love more than anyone, even if it meant sacrificing your LOVE."
"So what? That doesn't prove anything." Chara spat back as he glared at Frisk once more. "I would never put anything above my brother. He's the only one that-"
"And what about that day, when you fought Sans at his and Papyrus's house?" Frisk interrupted. "You and Windeol had the perfect opportunity to kill Sans and Papyrus that day, but instead you chose to spare them, and left them alive."
"I was weakened by my conscience that day... but I won't let it happen again. Once I take your soul-"
"I haven't finished yet!" Frisk demanded, which made Chara stop talking again. "You also tried to make a deal with me to come peacefully and give you my soul in exchange for not hurting any of my friends. Besides Asgore and Toriel, you have absolutely no reason to care for the others, and yet you would have gladly let them live if I didn't decide to fight."
"...That's enough..." Chara growled quietly as he looked down, his body starting to shake as he was trying to deny the truth that Frisk was telling him.
"Let's not forget about what's happening now. You could have killed me so many times, or just kept on attacking and not give me a chance to strike back, but you choose to fight me fairly, and as many times as you've tried to kill me, you hesitate with your attacks."
"Be quiet..." Chara threatened in a demonic growl as the grip he had on his sword tightened.
"You may try to tell yourself that you're some kind of demon, and you may have others believe it, but you and I know better!" Frisk yelled. "You have a heart, Chara! And you want to put a stop to this! I know you do! You just want to give everything up, live with your brother and your parents again!"
"I... SAID... SHUT UP!" Chara yelled in anger as he brought his sword up and slammed it hard on the ground, a huge ball of purple energy heading straight for Frisk. Despite its huge size, the projectile was moving quite slowly, allowing Frisk to dodge it. The ball came into contact with the forcefield behind Frisk and exploded in a bright light.
"...You can't hide it from me." Frisk said with a sigh. "...Chara... I don't want to fight you... and I know you don't want to fight me either... this fight has done nothing but cause us both so much pain, as well as pain to everyone who cares for us... and for what? Something that happened to you years ago?"
Chara remained silent as he looked down in thought. "...Please... Chara... just put the sword down." Frisk pleaded. "This fight's been going on for way too long now... and we're both getting tired of it..."
"...No... no." Chara said with a shake of his head as he held up his sword again. "...I've come too far... I've killed too many and done too many horrible things to turn back now... I've trapped myself in this role, and I'm going to finish the play, regardless of whether I want to or not."
Frisk gave a sigh and looked down, preparing to make another move. "...In that case... I'm sorry, Chara." she apologized. "...But if you're going to continue on this way... then I'll fight to stop you... no matter what happens." With that said, Frisk charged again, aiming to hit Chara in the other leg.
Chara didn't give her the chance, however, and dodged the attack, much to Frisk's surprise. "...Yeah... about that..." Chara started as he wagged his tail just a tad. "...You see... it's obvious that the more souls start rebelling against me, the more damage I'm going to take from your attacks... so... yeah. I just decided that I wouldn't let you hit me at all. That sound good?"
He didn't give Frisk the opportunity to answer before he landed a vicious uppercut unto her chin, sending her sprawling up into the air and landing back to the ground with a crash. Chara raised his sword up to stab her, but Frisk was able to recover quickly from the hit, grabbing her stick swiftly and swinging at his legs, to which the demon was just barely able to jump back to dodge it. "Hohoh. You almost got me." he mocked as he swung his sword down towards her, to which Frisk leapt to the left and rolled out of the way.
Frisk stared at Chara, trying to figure out what to do. "Yeah. Dodging ain't so nice if you're the attacker, is it?" the demon taunted as Frisk was trying to find a way to be able to hit him without his dodging.
As she quietly looked on, she noticed that Chara was being surrounded by a light purple aura. She saw that and gave a little subtle smirk. She could feel it, the other two souls ready to rebel against Chara. She gave a yell as she began to charge forward, stick at hand.
Chara gave a grin and tried to move, but his grin soon faded and turned into a confused, panic look as he looked throughout his body, seeing the purple aura as he noticed he wasn't able to move an inch. "Wh... what is this?" he questioned.
"That would be Perseverance!" Frisk yelled as she got over to Chara and swung her stick hard at his stomach. As soon as her attack came into contact with Chara, he was able to move again, but he wasn't able to attack or anything. The pain that he felt from the attack left him stunned as he grasped his stomach with his one free hand and backed up in pain.
"Argh... you little bitch!" Chara yelled as he brought his arm back to stab Frisk. "I'll kill you!" He tried to stab her, but once again found himself frozen in place, unable to move.
Frisk saw yet another opportunity and took it, hitting Chara low on his ankle, causing him to fall to the ground with a loud thud, his head bouncing up from the floor on the impact.
He gave a growl and wrapped his tail around Frisk and began to choke her, which made Frisk drop the stick with a choked gasp as she grabbed ahold of his tail and tried to pull it away from her neck. "Now hold still and die!" Chara yelled as he got up, raised his sword up and attempted to stab her while his tail was still choking her.
Frisk saw the sword and acted as fast as she could, grabbing ahold of Chara's tail and pulling with all of her might, which allowed her to force his tail to stretch out, allowing her to move just enough so that she was out of the way. The attack missed Frisk, and with her out of the way, instead hit Chara's tail, cutting the white furry appendage in half, and releasing Frisk from Chara's choking grip. Chara's eyes widened as he felt his tail being cut off, and gave a screech of pain as his tail began to spray a familiar black inky blood.
Frisk got behind Chara while he was still screaming in pain from cutting off his own tail and hit him hard in the back, sending him flying back a good distance. Chara groaned and growled in pain as he was barely able to stop himself from going much further and turned around to look at Frisk, holding his sword up weakly to try to make another attack. "I... can't... lose!" he shouted as he began to charge for to try and hit Frisk again.
Just as he was getting with in striking distance, he was suddenly covered with a blue aura, and his entire body suddenly was hurled to the left, crashing into the forcefield with great force. Before having any time to figure out what had just happened, he was flung to the right, crashing into the barrier once again. Then he was thrown straight up into the air, where he was held against the top of the forcefield helplessly.
"Th-that must be the Soul of Integrity!" Alphys exclaimed as everyone watching stared as Chara struggled to break out of the hold to get back to the ground, being unable to do so.
"Then... all six of the Human souls have rebelled!" Toriel exclaimed in surprise. "And... that must mean-"
"Chara is done for." Sans finished for her as he watched on, staring at frisk with a proud toothy grin on his face. Never had he felt so proud of Frisk, standing up to the one that caused them so much pain, and is about to beat him after a seemingly endless fight.
Chara came flying towards the floor with great speed, slamming down into it with a loud crash. Seeing the perfect opportunity then and there, Frisk charged forward and slapped Chara across the face over and over and over again with her stick, which was starting to crack from the amount of stress that was put on it throughout the entire fight.
She struck him once vertically upwards on the chin, which thanks to the combination of help from the final soul to rebel, Chara flipped on his back and landed hard. Frisk brought her stick into her hands and held it like a baseball bat, ready to deliver the final strike. Knowing exactly what to do, the Soul of Integrity had Chara flip over towards Frisk, and just before he hit the ground, Frisk struck him on the chin again with every ounce of strength she could muster, her stick shattering into hundreds of pieces from the force of the attack.
Chara was knocked onto his feet and turned around so that his back was facing Frisk from the force of the hit. Chara began to stumble forward and to the sides, his sword wobbling in his hand as he was trying desperately to stay up. His wobbling ceased and he remained still for a few seconds before he let go of the sword, which once again fell with a loud clang. Just a couple seconds later, Chara fell forward, landing on his face quietly and without making any other movements.
There was silence in the entire room, nobody daring to make a sound aside from Frisk's heavy, tired breathing as she stumbled back, leaning on the forcefield, barely able to stand. It was such a tiring battle that she almost certainly lost... but thanks to her determination and the help of the other Human Souls, it seemed like the battle was finally over.
"...O... oh my God... she... she did it." Alphys said in shock. After a few seconds, Alphys began to cheer and jump around ecstatically. "She did it! She really did it! She beat Chara!"
"Nyeh heh heh! I never lost faith in you for a second, Frisk!" Papyrus said as he jumped for joy just like Alphys. "I knew that you would defeat this other human no matter how much it took!"
Undyne gave a sigh of relief before her one visible eye got an angry, yet happy fire inside of it. "God damn you, Frisk!" she shouted. "Next time, warn us when you're going to try to worry us sick, why don't you?!"
Sans chuckled as Undyne said that. Despite this, he was just as worried as Undyne was throughout the whole battle. "I will admit, that was pretty incredible work, kid." he said while giving a thumbs up. "I don't think I could have done any better myself."
Asgore and Toriel remained quiet. They were happy that Frisk won, and that this nightmare could finally end... but at the same time... seeing their adopted son just laying there, presumably unconscious... "...All the souls have rebelled... it seems... that Chara has lost this fight..." Asgore said.
"...And... what about our son?" Toriel questioned as both Monsters looked on quietly. "Is... is he..."
Asriel looked on, staring at Frisk as she tried to rest as best as she could after such a fight. "...Is... it finally over now?" Asriel questioned in a soft whisper.
Frisk looked over at Asriel, having been the only one that heard what he had asked. Both of them stared at each other for the longest time, Frisk really taking time to study that sweet, friendly face of Asriel's. She gave a sigh, and to Asriel's shock, she shook her head and looked back at Chara. Despite him being down and not moving at the moment, Frisk knew that this battle wasn't over yet.
The cheering of Frisk's friends soon faded, and all attention went back to the forcefield as, to the shock and horror of all of Frisk's friends, Chara began to slowly get back up, having to grab his sword and stick it in the ground to use as support as he got up. He was badly injured, and barely able to move, but he was still up nonetheless... only this time, now Frisk didn't have a weapon to fight against him.
"...So... you've actually done it... you've actually forced me to this point..." Chara started, not even turning around to face Frisk. "...Frisk... I... I didn't want to do this... after you talking so much about... wanting to save me... and after my time of being with my brother, and seeing my parents once more... I didn't..." He gave a sigh and shook his head. "...I didn't want to show you this side of me again... especially now that I'm in this form... but... it appears... you've left me no other alternative."
Frisk waited quietly, staying near the forcefield as Chara continued to speak. "...As you are aware... the souls of a human each have a certain color... these colors representing a certain dominant trait of that person... for example... your soul and my soul are both red... signifying our determination... the yellow soul signifies justice... the green soul signifies kindness... and you get the basic idea..." Chara slowly turned around to look at Frisk.
"...Tell me... do you know what Black means?"
Chara raised his sword up into the air, and something began to happen. He began to glow the color of every single soul of him, except for that of his own, but that slowly began to change. As the seconds went on, the glow changed from a variety of colors to a midnight black. Chara's black eyes and red pupils had changed so that the entirety of his eyes glowed nothing but red, as did his mouth, which came together in a somber, dark scowl. His entire body began to be covered in some sort of black mist.
"N-no... Chara! No! Please!" Frisk yelled at him. "Don't do this!" Chara paid no heed. Instead, he held his left hand out as he continued to change, letting Frisk see his soul again, which was still covered in almost all black, but had a few red spots here and there. As Chara continued to change, however, the red spots on his soul began to get covered up by the black, just like the rest of his soul. In a matter of seconds, there wasn't a single speck of red to be seen on the soul, and Chara's entire body was now a horrible pitch black color, his mouth and eyes seething red like a burning inferno.
Asriel, Toriel and Asgore dared not to say anything, their hearts pounding in terror and grief of what had just happened. There was no describing how much it hurt, seeing Chara do this to himself.
"...Chara... wh... what have you done..." Frisk whispered in shock as Chara now stood there, seemingly completely in tact, as if their previous fighting hadn't even happened.
"...Black means hatred." Chara spoke, his voice overwhelmingly sinister and unbearably hateful. "...And I have quite a lot of it to share... you see, it wasn't my determination that kept me existing, even when my brother was killed... it's not my determination that keeps me here now, even when I should be dead... it's my hatred... my hatred for the ones that ruined my life, and took my brother's."
"...Is this what you consider justice?" Frisk questioned, shaking a bit. "...You would become no better than the ones who ruined your life... just to prove a point?"
"...This was never about being better than them." Chara answered as he looked at his completely black hand. "It's about cleansing the world of all the filthy humans... my father didn't have the guts to do it, and all of the other humans that have tried have failed... I'm going to be the one who finishes it."
"I won't let you do that, Chara." Frisk said as she forced herself to get away from the forcefield, even though she was tired and in a lot of pain from the earlier battle. "I'll... I'll stop you... I have to..."
"Sorry, Frisk... but I'm done with letting you have a choice." Chara said as he appeared beside Frisk in the blink of an eye and kicked her hard in the back, sending her flying at an incredible speed before she slammed into the forcefield with great force.
"No! Frisk!" Papyrus cried out.
"H-how is that p-possible?" Alphys asked in shock. "Th-the souls were sup-p-p-posed to weaken him... b-but now he seems to be stronger than ever!"
"His hatred is too strong..." Toriel said in disbelief. "My son... what have you become..."
Chara went over to Frisk and turned her around so that she was sitting on the floor and looking at him. "...Looks like this is the end now, Frisk." he said. "...You've survived all my other attacks... but not this time... you're not getting out of this one." He held his sword up, ready to stab Frisk, and the entire sword was being covered by a black aura, just like Chara.
"NO!" Undyne yelled as she got right up to the barrier. "Frisk! You can't let yourself get beaten now!"
"You have to defeat him! You can't die now!" Papyrus shouted.
"Child! If you die now, all of humanity will be destroyed!" Asgore yelled.
Frisk listened in as her friends tried to egg her to go on, but their voices were becoming more and more blurry as the seconds went on. Frisk didn't want to give up, but she was so tired and in so much pain... and now, she didn't even have a weapon to fight Chara. She was at the end of her rope, and she didn't see any way of turning things around.
"...Goodbye... Frisk." Chara said as he began to thrust his sword down. Time seemed to slow down for Frisk as she watched as the blade, seemingly slowly, began to head to finish her off. Unable to do much of anything, apologizing to everyone in the world that she had failed, she closed her eyes, waiting for the blade to once again pierce her heart.