AN- Me: More OCs. They only show up briefly though. It's like more characters are needed to tell a story or something.
Muse Kitty: Meow
Me: Oh hush don't give me that. You're the one who didn't want them to be monsters
Muse Kitty: Purr
Disclaimer- I don't own Undertale
I decided you look well on me
You took one look at the small group sitting in the lobby, and almost changed your mind about calling them up to see you. You may have been a green soul, and specialized in healing magic, but you doubted from the looks on their faces that you were the type of doctor they needed to see right now.
The skeleton monster was grinning, but it didn't match the look in his eye or the haunted white his already bleached bones had turned. The child tugged on their parents sleeves. You couldn't tell if they were male or female and their gender was strangely left out of the files you had, but the look on their face was worried, and their magic gave off the feel of someone much older than the age on the paper in front of you. Ambassador Nutter was staring out the door, a strange look in his eyes, but his own smile never wavering.
Not one of them seemed to notice you, and Ambassador Nutter leaned down to reassure his child about something.
"I already knew," he told the child with an amused air, but also of the air of someone admitting something. "You need to work on your deflection skills and excuses. Amelia hasn't figured it out yet, but she is suspicious. I'll have to train you in keeping secrets it seems."
The child brightened immediately, signing something, and you regretted not taking that ASL class that was offered for extra credit in college. All the mutes that you knew of used magic to communicate, not signs. The way the monster was studying the two of them set you on edge, like he was trying to solve a particular puzzle.
You cleared your throat, trying not to blush as three pairs of eyes swung around to stare at you.
"We have a room ready," you said, "I'll be doing the initial examination before Dr. Jaden and his nurse are ready to see you."
You gestured for them to follow you, and your white coat swished behind you in a comforting feeling. Whenever a patient made you nervous, you reminded yourself that you had worked hard to get where you were, and deserved to work with all of your co-workers.
You held the door open to the examination room, and let the small group enter first so that you could shut the door behind you. The room was identical to the other ones along the hallway. There was a small bed that the child hopped up onto, some chairs that the skeleton and Ambassador took, and a desk with all of the equipment needed for a routine check-up.
You made sure to meticulously check their heart, lungs, and eyes since those would have been in the most danger after falling into Mt. Ebott. It was quiet and quick work, the silence only broken by the occasional question you asked the child.
You noted that they were perfectly fine physically on your notebook, aside from a few already healing injuries. You frowned as you studied the child again. The injuries they received recently would scar, not having been properly treated in time with either magic or conventional means. It was most likely that they had monster food, and large quantities of it in order to force their body to speed up the healing process. You added another note for the doctor to double check the child's magic level during his more in-depth examination. If it rose too high for the soul to contain, there could be some serious side effects.
You cast a diagnostic spell just in case, smiling as the child giggled at the feel, your green soul floating out just in front of you. As it finished and confirmed what you had found by hand you turned back to the Ambassador with a smile.
"It all looks great. Nothing wrong physically with him-" "Them."
The Ambassador cut you off smoothly, but you shivered for some reason as the temperature in the room dropped. A glance at the skeleton and you couldn't help but notice that his eyes had gone pitch black and you gulped.
"My apologies," you said as professionally as you could as fear crawled down your back, "That was my mistake." You ruffled the child's hair in apology, and you couldn't help but love how much they brightened at their father standing up for them. There weren't many agenders where you had grown up, but you could respect them all the same.
"As I was saying," you continued, "There's nothing wrong with them physically, but from the looks of it, they've been scarfing down monster food since they fell. More than just meals. I would like the doctor to check their magic levels just in case. We'll run a scan on their soul, and if that's fine as well, and the doctor gives the all clear, then Frisk here is fit as a fiddle."
Frisk giggled again, and you couldn't help but wonder why such a bright child had climbed Mt. Ebott since it was well known that people go missing from there. Your eyes cut to the Ambassador before you looked away in shame. The Ambassador was a kind gentle man who was always smiling according to the rumors, and there was no way the man before you would mistreat his child.
You glanced at the skeleton as well, and the grim smile on his face and the way he looked at you made you think his thoughts were running along the same line as yours. You relaxed at the thought. If the child was being abused there was no way the monsters of Mt. Ebott would let that happen to their saviour for long.
"I'll be right back with the machine," You told them, before turning to Frisk, "If you could pull your soul out while I'm gone sweetheart that would be wonderful."
They nodded determinedly at you, and you smiled, heading out the room and down the hall to the closest where Dr. Jaden kept the supplies related to souls. The device you pulled out was small and could fit in the palm of your hand easily, round and looking exactly like a mine from a sci-fi movie years ago.
You came back and blinked at the red colored soul floating in front of the kid. Immediately, you frowned. There was no way a child their age should have a soul that developed. You set the device down on the floor by their feet, and pressed the button in the middle, watching the light that sprung out to scan the soul carefully. You would try your best not to make any assumptions until you got some actual data in your hands.
The machine beeped and you picked it up, pressing a button on the side so that it would display the results.
You frowned even harder. There was no way that the information shown was correct. Not only was the soul's age several months higher than it should have been, but it was picking up a weird echo almost as if there was two souls in one body. You tapped the machine and heard the familiar hollow echo that said it was working correctly, and frowned again.
"is somethin the matter?" the skeleton asked you, and you smiled at them reassuringly.
"Yes, it's just giving me a false positive for some reason," you glanced down at it and muttered, "Which is weird. It's never done that before."
Now all three of them were giving you worriedly looks, and felt nerves start to claw at you. You were simply an intern for the clinic, one who was over qualified yes, but still an intern. Dr. Jaden and his nurse would probably have a better idea of what was wrong.
You smiled at them again, trying not to let it shake. "I'll see if the doctor is ready to see to you now."
You spun on your heels and hurried out of the room, the device still clutched in your hands. It mystified you. There was no way the readings could be true, but there they were. It wasn't that far to Amysteri's office, and you knocked briskly before opening the door.
You had never been able to find the words to describe Dr. Jaden. He was perfection given form in your mind, his eyes the perfect color to reflect the kindness that he held. But he wasn't only kind. He could be ruthless in the protection of others as you had witnessed, and his strength was unparalleled. He glanced up at you, and you felt like your knees were going to give in. This was the man who had helped you write your graduation papers.
Standing right behind him was his nurse as always, and you dismissed her mentally, turning to the doctor.
"Sir," you said a little bit breathlessly. "There's something weird about the newest patient."
Dr. Jaden smiled at you, and stood up. You trailed along behind him, absolutely giddy to see him at work. All he had to do was hold out his hand before you were practically throwing the device into it. You thought you might have done anything for this man in front of you, who walked with such confidence and grace.
The looks he got were less than ideal when he walked back into the examination room, and you glared at the skeleton who stifled a laugh. So what if the great Amysteri Jaden was a whole head and a half shorter than you? That didn't mean he hadn't committed great feats.
The doctor nodded at the Ambassador, and glanced at the child with a mysterious smile.
"Well, what have we here?" he murmured, stepping closer with his nurse half a step behind like she always was. "You've certainly had quite the adventure haven't you? I haven't seen a Determination soul this strong for many years. Got something you had to do didn'tcha? And now you find you can't stop whatever the cost. Determination. It's a mighty powerful thing it is."
"So powerful that your will turned back time itself to accomplish it." He chuckled. "You're gonna go far kid. Determined souls always do. Good or bad though, that's up to you."
Jaden turned to the Ambassador, "They're fine. Overdeveloped souls are normal in types like theses." He ruffled the kid's hair, seemingly oblivious to the stunned looks he was getting. His nurse stood to the side, blasé about it all as usual.
"Now 'bout that other problem," he said pulling up the soul scanner. He pressed the button and looked through the data while you hovered around his side. You jumped when he burst out into laughter. "Definitely an adventure. Now this I haven't seen in a long time. Two souls in one body eh? Who's the one along for the ride?"
Stunned silence descended on the room while the doctor laughed again, knocking on the kid's head. "Think we could have a chat with 'em?"
