WARNING: Chapter contains a mildly explicit scene. Read at your own risk.
The Capital College Prom Ball was pretty much more of a celebrity gathering than anything else. Considering that most kids were wealthy - save for Chara's friends and a few lucky students - there was nothing a healthy college student could ask for. Alcohol distribution was still supervised by the student council, and a few teachers kept an eye on the party while enjoying some of it themselves.
Arthur had been hiding in the girls' locker room, as he obtained a spare key from another of his numerous bedmates. He looked upon the dimmed hallway and grabbed a walkie, checking upon a few things.
"Beta One, This is Alpha, is C ready to drink? Over."
"Not yet, Alpha, they are still saying goodbye to their followers. Over."
Arthur gripped his white, spotless tuxedo from sheer excitement, he both fulfilled his silly habit of commanding "troops" and will soon have a taste of Chara. He wished she could dismiss all her Ambassador duties quickly enough, so he can start putting his cocktail in her drinks.
Chara had enough of trivial chatter and handshakes with the administration, teachers, and dignitaries present at the party. She wanted something strong to start her final night with her friends, as she looked for them among dancing young adults.
Chara quickly spotted Umeno with Rahim, who was just there to keep her safe. Although she was no longer bullied and had her club activities, Chara was concerned about Arthur going for the lost SOULs rather than her. In another corner, Elaine and Pravda were enchanting a few whistling boys and girls, the pair had excellent artistic ability yet felt embarrassed with all the commotion they created. Valiant and Sabrina just sat near the food counter, bickering about some dumb issue as they confused the cooking club students.
Seems Chara could enjoy the party on her own for now, plus Arthur wasn't there and neither was F-
A shadow appeared in the dark, far corner of the ballroom. Eyes dyed in bloody red and black mud slowly dripping from their mouth. Chara shuddered when her crimson orbs met those oddly soothing eyes, those that could only be his. Chara was just about to think of Frisk, and found him there ... or was it him?
The shadow quickly disappeared, and so did the dark stains and the red flares. People were unaware of what happened seconds ago, Chara seemingly being the only one who saw that thing in the room. Chara quickly drank homemade punch one after the other, not noticing the little bottle in the hands of the barman in charge - Chris. He had prepared, per Arthur's orders, a slow but steady drugging process: for each drink, he slipped drops of the drug cocktail he hid in his long sleeve. Chara, who was normally very perceptive, got bothered by her Frisk vision and failed to notice her successive spiked drinks.
Chara got approached by a few fellow students, who congratulated her and wished her good luck for her future duties. They were expecting her usual polite manners but got a little distraught by how naughty she was with both genders. She grabbed arses, whispered advances, and was looking quite drunk, to be honest. Chris proposed to take her to the restroom, but Sabrina came in first and snatched her before anyone makes a fuss about it.
"Ah, hey ~ you're pretty, blondie."
"Chara, snap out of it! I thought you could take on a slightly alcoholic homemade punch! Geez ..."
Sabrina dragged Chara to the restroom, while Arthur, hidden in the nearby locker room, was frustrated by the intruder. He needed to dispose of Sabrina, thus he had some chloroform and a handkerchief. He had not bought enough to make Chara's friend for too long but was certain nobody will notice anything before he was done.
Sabrina dropped Chara to vomit, waiting by the sinks until her intoxicated friend was done throwing up her insides. Sabrina was worried since Chara had no idea who she was or whom she was with. The blonde suddenly got gripped and muffled with a soporific cloth, dropping on the floor pretty quickly. Arthur checked upon Chara, who looked dumbly at him, then grinned and mistook him for another boy she could tease.
"I'd kiss you sweetie ~ but I have puke brea- URGH !"
"Gross ... Er, I mean, take your time honey. I'll have you rest in the locker room."
Arthur took that time to grab Sabrina's phone and send a text on her behalf, telling the girls she took Chara home with a cab. Although Elaine and Umeno found her speech pattern a little weird, they told the boys about it and talked about checking on her later.
The ecstatic boy smirked, Chara had finished throwing up and was limping close to the door, mumbling something he couldn't get. He slowly got down on his knees and wiped out her drool, vomit, and tears. Giving her gum to chew, he realized his object of interest was really high on his favorite cocktail.
Arthur took Chara's jaw and substituted her muscles with his hand to chew the citrus-flavored gum. He loved touching her slightly round chin, his hands were caressing her porcelain skin, and her hollow red eyes were all he wanted before eating her up. Arthur slowly dragged her to the locker room, after making sure nobody was out of the ballroom.
"Beta 2, do you hear me out? Anybody coming down to the locker room? Over."
"Alpha, everybody is partying, teachers included, Over."
Arthur was delighted to finally start eating his object of desire, not bothered by the unclean floor or the lack of benches. He laid a groggy Chara on the farthest bench from the door and started caressing her hair. She looked okay with it, but that did not feel arousing enough for him. He knelt and gripped some of it, smelling whatever shampoo she used. Thankfully, it was his favorite Cinnamon flavor, and it made him shiver whenever he wanted to kiss her pretty forehead.
His sly hands wanted to get rid of that dress already, but his maniacal giggle suggested he could wait just a little more before doing that. He pulled the gum out of her mouth, plunged his tongue to play with hers, and harassed her immobile lips for a while. Chara had not reacted much, except for a little jolt when the intruding tongue started moving around her now lemon-flavored mouth.
Arthur recalled the "Sabrina problem", and called his accomplices to put her somewhere else, anyone could go to the restroom and find her there. Sabrina was transported to a nearby lounge, thanks to the intervention of Chris and his crew. They pretended to go bring more punch and glasses since their third bowl was already empty. When Sabrina was left on a sofa and the room was locked again. They got back with their supplies. The blonde intruder was also given an extra dose of chloroform just in case she woke up too early, regardless of whether that will cause her any complications.
Arthur, after receiving the cue to continue exploring the body he craved for so long, got back into kissing a mindless Chara. She looked so hollow, and powerless, yet gentle and innocent. Her rosy cheeks were a little puffy given how hot the room was, and Arthur was just too eager to kiss those plenty of times before sucking her neck. He carefully turned her head left, exposing enough skin before digging in. Each spot he filled with a drooly, red mark of "affection", as he slowly unzipped the only piece of cloth she had beside her underwear.
"Why am I so cold?"
Arthur was surprised Chara could feel anything in her state and waved his hand right at her eyes. She was still unresponsive, thus he continued to undress her to get a better taste. He marked his assault with those same red dots filled with hot drool, not expecting Chara to react anyway. She was trying to, but her body could not do a thing against what was happening.
Chara was in a dark ocean, drowning deeper as time seemed to slow down tremendously. She felt like seeing Arthur for a second, but could not ascertain anything. She suddenly felt cold, that ocean was freezing yet had a warm breeze. It flew inside her dress, filled her mouth with drool, and her body with red, harmless scars. She tried to push away that body of water, and simply fall into the abyss, but it held her close and ate her up really slowly.
She felt okay with that much skinship, more because she could not fight it rather than enjoying any of it. The earlier breeze slowly formed into a dark, physical body of hatred. It started tearing up her dress like paper, hands on her breasts. Fondling them and sucking the tip, growling like a hungry beast, the dark being also looked to feel her nether regions. Arthur was, at that time, the dark beast Chara saw in her psychedelic dream. He was rubbing the fabric of her panties as she buried himself to taste her modest, yet appealing chest.
Chara's induced drowsiness started shifting into a state of fear, as the assaulting force in her dream state was not giving her time to breathe. She mumbled a stop that haven't reached the frenzied Arthur, who started undressing. Feeling himself up as he watched the trembling girl, he smirked wryly at the sight. Chara seemed lost, started to move her lips again, and spoke a little louder.
"St ... ease ..."
"What did you say, you untainted virgin?"
Arthur thought he heard her trying to say stop, making him both angry and eager to abuse her. He slowly choked Chara, as he felt himself up some more, triggering a nightmare in the girl's demented state. Chara remembered bits and pieces of her past abuse, feeling something taking her breath away. Four men tying her up to the mattress, a camera running in the background, and a pair of hands fondling her and feeling her up.
Whenever Chara tried to fight it, a hand slapped her, and two other men took their turns to hold her while the others made sure they had everything in tape. Arthur slapped her as she raised her hand, filled with his fluid, and somehow managed to taint his clothes. He almost felt he should punish her, but thought he could do that by rubbing himself against her. He executed himself, triggering gasping breaths from Chara, followed by an unwilling moan.
The Fallen could only see her captors reproducing what Arthur was doing to her, she had no idea that the assault was real, but that dream was akin to virtual reality. Their grins, hungry gazes, twitching hands, and hardening appendages were no hallucination. She felt those seeking entrance into her and hated how that pleased her young body. The skin rubbing her nether realm aroused her nipples, made her feel goosebumps, and urged her to free a moan. This unwilling form of sexual satisfaction disgusted her, but the more she was subject to it, the less reticent she was.
She felt she deserved it in the first place because her parents hated her anyways. She deserved it because she could not make friends, for there are children who naturally suffer. As Chara thought of suffering, the rubbing stopped pleasing her. Arthur noticed her crying without her will and felt like she broke her for good. All he needed to do no was to waste her for the coup de grace. He delighted his erected appendage, readying it to take what he thought a pure realm of unattainable excitement.
Slowly, the air fizzled within the room, becoming heavy as Arthur turned around to see something opening in the nothingness. He had a gun ready in case someone interrupted him, weaponry was not allowed but he manage to sneak out that piece before prom started. As soon as a shape appeared from that weird portal, he nervously shot at it. The figure did not bother dodging a single bullet but left all six phases through it. It grabbed the confused man by his undone collar and slammed it against the wall. Arthur's head was bleeding, his body ached everywhere and he barely felt he could escape this unknown person.
Chara couldn't understand what happened but felt the air was extremely heavy. Something frightening took her in his lap, before lifting her off that disgusting bedroom, then out of that deafeningly silent ocean. A monster looked at her with burning red flares, then took her out to her apartment. He laid her down on her couch, patted her head then turned around.
" ... isk? "
All she heard when she regained awareness was a screech and a portal sucking in her savior. She hardly saw or felt a thing, but she was intimately convinced it was him.