The knowledge that people like your story…it fills you with determination. Thank you guys so much for reading my story! I don't want to sound sad, but this is actually the most attention I've received for one of my fanfictions.
Maximal7x13 Thanks! Don't worry, this story will go on for while (but hopefully not for too long)
HappyPup1 Yep, Chara is warming up to Frisk. At the moment, though, she only sees them as a way to complete her plan.
The human child and the ghost passed underneath the purple archway. As she floated through Chara glanced at the architecture. She thought she faintly recognised the stone, but from where? Oh. There. She looked away, a sharp pain in her chest. She had a feeling, though, that it wasn't from her broken soul.
Beyond the archway was a green clearing, and a…flower? In all her years underground Chara had never seen a flower monster. How long had she been dead? Before she could dwell further on the matter, the flower spoke, in a chirpy, almost familiar voice.
"Howdy! I'm Flowey, Flowey the flower!"
'Flowey?' Chara thought with a slight smirk, 'I guess he's great at naming things.'
"Hmm…you're new to the underground, aren'tcha? Someone needs to teach you how things work around here."
Chara raised an eyebrow at the faintly ominous statement. How much had things changed?
"I guess little old me will have to do. Ready? Here we go!"
Chara felt a tugging from her chest as a jagged half a heart appeared in front of her chest. It floated down to join Frisk's soul, creating a full heart. She wondered faintly if that meant her soul was gone now. Didn't matter to her. The one thing she didn't need was emotions, if she was going to find out what happened, how she ended up in the ruins. Hey. Wait a sec. Why hadn't the flower mentioned the flying ghost child? Seems like something you'd notice pretty soon. Chara was ripped away from that train of thought when she felt a searing pain in her chest. She also heard a faint scream. Frisk was kneeling on the floor, shaking. Six pellets had just been shot through the heart of the human, and the once friendly flower's face had morphed into a horrific mess of teeth and sharp eyes. "You idiot" The flower said, the cheerful voice distorted and echoed. "In this world, it's kill or be killed. Why would anyone pass up an opportunity like this?" A ring of the pellets surrounded the small child and the flower spoke a single word.
"Die"
As much as Chara disliked Frisk, she couldn't let them die. Frisk was her only hope of restarting her plan. When they get to the barrier and his soul would be taken, they would go through the barrier and start the war. The plan can still be achieved. And the humans wouldn't attack Frisk like they attacked him. After all, who would suspect an innocent, naïve child? Chara began to rush towards the flower when suddenly a fireball appeared out of nowhere, striking him across the room. The flower gave Frisk one last contempt filled look before disappearing into the ground. Chara looked around to see their saviour, and shot a few foot back when she saw who it was.