Chapter 22

Finale

A/N: This is the final chapter of One Extra Soul… After this, I'll write the epilogue, take a short break, (hopefully writing a KS Chronicles chapter or two) and get right on the next THREE simultaneous stories. (No, I don't plan on committing suicide via carpel tunnel.) These timelines are: Chara's Genocide, Felix's Genocide, and Purity. Also, I will be accepting theme submissions for my OC contest up until March 14th. That is the final deadline.

The white light faded, and Frisk was barely standing. "FRISK!" I reached out to her as she fell to her knees. I scrambled to my feet, rushing over to her side and cradling her. "F-Frisk…" She was just barely breathing. Flowey was laughing in the background, preparing another attack. Suddenly, Frisk stopped breathing. "Frisk? Frisk?!" I started shaking her. "Frisk… wake up… Please…" I felt tears trail down my face. Slowly, Frisk's SOUL rose out of her chest, and Flowey cackled. I heard vines crack through the air in their reach for Frisk's SOUL. My hand shot out, firmly gripping Frisk's SOUL as I went semi-conscious.

I could see myself grab Frisk's SOUL and set her body down. Flowey looked completely surprised. "H-How…? Humans can't grab human SOULs…"

I saw myself laugh as my body starting to grow taller and slightly more muscular. My skin had a white glow to it. That white glow turned red as I saw fur grow out of my arms and face as a snout protruded from my new furry face. A tail protruded from a slit in the Delta Armor, covered in the same fur as my face and arms. Flowey looked completely flabbergasted as I returned to my own body. "Who said I was human?" I smirked. I swear, I could hear Frisk quietly laugh in the background.

Flowey growled. "Alright then… Let's see which is more powerful then. Six human SOULS or two?" Suddenly, everything went bright as I passed out.

When I woke up, the floor felt cold against my newfound fur. I stood up slowly, looking around. Everything was black. I felt uneasy… but the SOUL in control, AKA my monster SOUL, felt… at ease now… Like something was calming it down. It felt… DETERMINED to face Flowey one final time. I saw a screen light up with Flowey's face, and he talked for a spell. I didn't pay attention. I was busy channeling my magic into my hands to create another weapon. He laughed manically while I summoned my Devil's Horn again. "HA! You think that little needle will help you?! I have the power of a GOD! You're just some monster harboring SOULS! I'm perfectly fine with getting dust on my hands." Flowey's voice echoed off the empty space, while I just held my sword tight. My Delta Armor gleamed slightly as Flowey's full body came into near-blinding clarity. It was grotesque, malformed, and god damn terrifying. I took a deep breath and exhaled, dashing off as the first attack flew past my left ear.

[Music Start: Your Best Nightmare]

Flowey was definitely ready to end this at any moment, but he couldn't seem to land good hits on me. I dashed forwards, slicing upwards. The number "9!" flashed above his head. "Ugh… with that high of a defense, I might not be able to wear him down fast enough." I thought to myself. A soothing voice seemed to pulse into my SOUL. [Don't worry, Felix. Help is on the way.]

Flowey's screen flashed light blue as everything turned that color for a second before turning back to the blackness that I'd seen before. Flowey was gone, but the screen was still there. On it was a light blue SOUL, and knives were all around me, spinning around. I ducked under one starting to run and shift with the flow of them now. "Gah! Uh, a little help here?!" *You called for help… I nearly fell over when I heard that loud voice proclaiming that I'd asked for help. I went with the flow of the knives for a bit longer before the light blue SOUL pulsed, changing the knives to Band-Aids. I cracked my knuckles as I breathed in.

The scene flashed back to its prior environment of the black void and Flowey again. I charged up to him, slicing upwards with an assassin's grip on my blade for the second time. "49!" I thought that my attack was a bit better now, so I sliced again, dealing the same amount of damage. I looked up when Flowey's face changed and started running for all that I could when literal bombs started dropping. I dove out of the way just in time for the next SOUL to make its appearance.

The orange SOUL was up on the monitor this time, and I kept strafing around the circles of gloves. "If anyone else could help me, that'd be great!" *You called for help… I was ready for the voice this time, and I kept at my pace until the gloves turned into Thumbs-Ups. I waited for a moment, slowing my breathing until the battle resumed.

Flowey attacked me with his vines, and I dodged to the right, smirking. The next moment, I was back in the spot with the vines, and I was slashed and battered away. I got up, running again. I sliced at him once more, trying to put the pain I felt aside. "99!" I dashed away when a vine suddenly crashed down at the spot I was standing. Another vine cut me off as I fell backwards, staring upwards.

Suddenly, the scene changed and I sighed, getting up quickly. Stars were on either side of me, and ballet shoes were above me. The ballet shoes crashed down at random spots, so I stood still, only moving when I had to. "Hey! Is there anyone out here? I need some help!" *You called for help… I kept dodging left and right until everything faded away again. I breathed in and sighed, smiling.

Flowey appeared again, and I had to immediately dodge. I dashed away from his attacks before getting trapped and taking bullet fire. I stepped forwards, out of the surrounding cloud of dust, some grey dust sifting out of my fur. I jumped upwards, fueled by my onset rage, and stabbed right into Flowey's screen. "499!" I ripped my sword out of his screen as I landed, dashing off again to avoid being sliced to death. I held my right shoulder with my left arm to keep from bleeding dust all over the battlefield. I wasn't going to make it through this battle if I kept taking hits.

The purple SOUL shocked me into the battle state of mind for a moment as two large walls of books surrounded me. I looked around before a book shot into me, knocking the wind out of me. "HATRED!" it proclaimed. More books slammed into me, each yelling out a different word. "DEATH!" "PAIN!" "LONELINESS!" "GENOCIDE!" "BLOOD!" I fell to my knees, each book hitting me with yet another word. "H-Help me… anyone please…" *You called for help… The books stopped flying in to hit me, instead simply opening and proclaiming a word that seemed to produce love, rather than hatred. "Patience." "Bravery." "Integrity." "Perserverance." "Kindness." "Justice." "DETERMINATION." I stood up, feeling DETERMINED. I gripped my sword again as Flowey appeared before me.

Flowey saved more often now, often forcing me back into attacks to take hits. I was learning, and managed to even dodge these do-over attacks sometimes. He used a variety of attacks while I still used my sword. I sliced at one of Flowey's arms as I dashed past. "999!" One last vine attack came flying at me, but I sliced through it when the screen changed.

Flames rained down from above, as if this was a vision from a Catholic person writing the next book of the Bible. I felt flames crawl up my tail and the burning feeling of flames licking my skin and trying to bite and burn it. "Fuck! Hot! Help, ow hot!" *You called for help…? The voice announcing my plea seemed confused as I tried to pat the flame out on my tail. The area flashed green as the flames were put out and I sighed with content relief. I looked at my tail, and some of the fur was burnt away. I frowned, gripping my sword tightly before Flowey came back.

Flowey looked angry now, not stopping to give me any chance to attack. I dodged my way around giant flies, cactus things, bombs, and finger guns as I tried to find any sort of opening. I dodged out of the way of one more attack, finding myself face to face with the barrel of a gun after an immediate screen change. I skidded to a halt, ducking under the first bullet. "Crap! Could someone help me before I get shot up?!" *You called for help! I dodged bullets for a moment or two before everything faded out.

[Music Halt]

Before my very eyes, the six human SOULS appeared. They started swirling around me, slow at first, but gradually speeding up. I felt my pain dissipate, and I even felt the fur on my tail grow back. Finally, after the SOULS reached a blinding and dizzying speed, they plunged into me, and I blacked out for a moment.

When I opened my eyes again, I was face to face with Flowey. "…so… they betrayed me to help you then…?" Flowey sounded weak, and he had several cuts on his petals. "I guess… even that power wasn't enough for my true goal. Go ahead. Kill me. Maybe then I'll find peace." I raised my blade, and Flowey closed his eyes.

"This is for Frisk, Chara, and everyone else that you've hurt." My voice sounded like a chorus of people. I charged forwards, immediately halting with my sword right next to the flower's stem. "Get out of our sight, Flowey." I didn't know why I said "our" instead of "my", but I wasn't going to question it. Flowey burrowed underground, leaving just me at the Barrier. I collapsed to my knees, and fell onto my stomach, my consciousness lost to the wind for a while.

When I "woke up", I was in an all-white space again. I knew this place well. It was my Dreamscape. "So you finally noticed us…?" A voice said from behind me.

I spun around, getting in a defensive position. "Who's there?!" Frisk, Chara, six humans, and a limp crash test dummy were all behind me.

"Us, stupid." Chara crossed her arms. "All our SOULS are in your body at the moment." I scratched the back of my neck. "Jeez, you really need to learn."

"…My question is…" I said, biting my lip (which was a weird feat in my current state).

"What the hell are we going to do now?!"