Chapter Eleven: Rescue

Note: this starts about five days after the end of the last chapter

Chara walked into the village, a wave of negative nostalgia flooding into her. The buildings looked more modern, some of them seeming to have considerable defenses.

"Damn teleport powers not working here." Chara thought. "Had to walk here from miles back. Then again, I never have been able to teleport to this area anyway. The mountain must have an aura that screws with my powers even though the barrier is destroyed. It's amazing to know that mother (A/N: when Chara says 'mom', she's referring to Toriel; when she says 'mother', she's referring to Khara—neither is less respected in her eyes, it's just how she distinguishes them) was able to teleport out of the barrier and even make it here. Maybe someday…"

"Never thought I'd come back here." Chara said, looking grimly at the buildings. "Also never thought I'd have to come here to see Frisk. Well, more like rescue Frisk."

Chara looked at the buildings, trying to figure out which one the people who took Frisk could be hiding.

She then closed her eyes, focusing on Frisk, trying to sense her. Her eyes snapped open as she felt something.

"I'm coming for ya, sis." She thought, running into one of the buildings.

Inside the building—control room

"So" the man said to his partner, a woman. "Why are we s tuck here?"

"We drew the short straws again." The woman replied. "You seem to have the worst luck."

"You drew it too." The man said, chuckling. "Your luck's the same as mine."

"Well, at least we didn't get stuck on the retrieval mission like those two jackasses." The woman said. "I heard Josh got his ass kicked by that girl the leader was talking about."

"Ha!" the man laughed. "At least nothing gets in this place. Though, if it does we can just hide out here and stay safe."

"Oh, I wouldn't say 'safe'." A male voice came from behind the two of them. They turned quickly around to see a tall monster with horns.

"Who are you?" the man asked. "And how did you get in here?"

"That's not really important." The monster said, holding out his hand, white fire appearing in it. "I figured I'd clean house a little before I take the girl."

"What do you want with Francesca?" the woman asked.

"She's means a whole lot to a really good friend of mine." The monster said. "And you're not going to torture her anymore."

"Well" the man said, pulling out a pistol, the woman doing the same. "It's not like you can take the two of us at the same time."

The tall monster grinned. This would be fun for him.

Inside the building—other location

The ten men and women were all sitting around the table. They were waiting for their leader to return from her little 'project' involving her daughter, Francesca. She had wanted strict privacy and they respected her enough to get it.

"So" one of the men said. "When do you think she'll be done?"

"Not sure." One of the women replied. "You know how she gets. Especially at stubbornness. And Francesca was always pretty stubborn."

"Yeah, I know." Another said. "She's the only one of us that still refused to fight. She even ran away because of it."

"Well" a man said. "If the boss did to me what she did to Francesca, I'd run too."

"What'd she do?" a woman asked.

"Well" the man said. "You know that knife she loves?"

"Yeah, what about—" the woman said before her eyes widened, realization entering them. "You mean she—But why? She was only a child?"

"The leader's sadistic." A man said. "I saw some of the 'work' she did on Francesca. I could never do some of those things, especially to my child that I'd given birth to."

"Once I saw a burn mark on her back." A woman said. "Poor kid's tough. I'll say she's the toughest out of all of us. Her DETERMINATION's pretty damn high."

"Well" one girl said. "Did you hear about the girl that stood up to the leader?"

"One of us?" a man next to her asked.

"No." the woman said. "A girl at the school Francesca attended. She practically challenged the leader to combat. Called Francesca her sister."

"Oh, I heard about her." Another of the men said. "The leader said something about her taking her knife like a demon, buttercup poison and all."

"What kind of demon do you have to be" a woman sitting away from the table said. "To challenge the leader?"

"The leader said she emitted a strange aura." One man said. "That the leader couldn't place. She also said her name was Chara."

"Chara?" one woman asked. "That name sounds awfully familiar."

"That's what we said." A couple of men said.

"Is that the same girl that almost stopped the recon guys from getting Francesca?" the first woman asked.

"I think so." The men replied. "Man, I wouldn't want to go up against her."

"Too bad." Came the voice of Chara from the door. Every head turned to see Chara, her eyes flaming, her expression one of pure, unadulterated rage and hate, and her fists cloaked in an evil dark fire.

"I'm itching for a fight." Chara said, her demonic eyes scanning the room. "And you guys are my warm up before I kick the ass of the bitch that took my little sister."

"Ha!" one of the men said, standing up. "You can't possibly take all of us on. You're making empty threats."

Chara responded by firing a burst of dark fire (A/N: the dark fire isn't part fire magic—it just has the appearance of fire) into the man's chest, piercing it. He looked down at his chest, surprised; he hadn't even seen Chara move.

The rest of the room stood up, pulling out various weapons ranging from guns to knives.

Chara moved incredibly fast and roundhouse kicked one of the women in the ribs, breaking almost all of them. She grabbed one of the men by the arms and jumped, kicking him and nearly removing his arms (the only reason it didn't was because Chara used some momentum to knock him into another woman.

She then threw a dark magic infused punch into one of the three remaining women's face, the momentum knocking her through the wall behind her.

The five remaining individuals began to use their weapons, one of the men who had a pistol firing a bullet at Chara, but she had already moved out of the way.

She swung her elbow around, catching him in the jaw. The other four had knives and started attacking Chara with them. One slashed at her head, but she grabbed his hand, punching his forearm, which caused a powerful snap to be heard. The man dropped as Chara punched the next one in the face, sending her through the wall.

The final three members stood in front of Chara, holding their knives.

"If you'd trained to fight something other than monsters" Chara said, holding up her hand, which was cloaked in dark magic. "You might have stood a chance against me. Or not, I'm far more powerful than any human."

Chara let loose her blast, which annihilated the three remaining members. Chara walked through the door, the hallway after lined with cells (as in prison). She walked by, checking every one. Inside one, she found a man with grey hair. He looked at Chara and his eyes formed surprise.

"Who are you?" he asked. "You're not dressed like the other members of this group.

"I'm no member." Chara said, looking at him. "I'm just here to rescue my sister."

"You look familiar." the man said. "I feel like I've seen you before."

"Doubt it." Chara said.

"You remind me of someone I lost." The man said. "Two people actually."

"Really?" Chara asked.

"Yes." The man said. "My wife and daughter."

Chara stared at the man, unable to say anything. She felt something familiar about the man as well.

"Wait here until I take care of the bitch that took my sister." She said. "I'll talk with you later. You remind me of someone."

"Until then." The man said, sitting back in his cell.

Chara ran down the hall, her eyes blazing. The man simply looked at her, thinking.

"Her eyes." He thought. "Could it be? Chara?"

With Chara

The violent girl burst through the door, striking a fighting stance. She looked around to find the room almost empty. In the center was Frisk, unconscious and bound to a chair, nearly stripped naked. There were numerous cuts and marks on her skin and Chara thought she could make out burns. The red flames in her eyes turned purely black as her anger had nearly reached its limit.

She ran over to Frisk, removing her bonds and hugging the younger girl. She rubbed the back of her head, tears in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry." She whispered, holding Frisk tightly. "I promise I'll get you out of here."

Frisk began to stir. Chara looked at her, but she noticed something. Her eyes, which were normally so full of life and joy, looked dull and lifeless.

"Frisk." Chara said, horror in her demonic voice. "What did they do to you?"

"Ch-Chara." Frisk said, a tiny smile forming. "You came. I knew you would."

"I'm here kiddo." Chara said, running her fingers through Frisk's hair. "I'm here and I'm gonna take you home."

"I wouldn't count on that." A voice from behind Chara. Chara's anger rose higher, her teeth clenched as she turned around to face the figure of the woman who called herself Frisk's mother.

"You sick f #$!" Chara shouted, sadness mixed with her anger. "How could you do this to your own daughter?!"

"She needed to be instructed." The woman said, putting a strange emphasis on the word 'instructed'. "And it's the mother's job to instruct their children."

"YOU BITCH!" Chara shouted, setting Frisk down gently before lunging for the woman, her fist cloaked in dark fire.

To Chara's surprise, the woman grabbed her fist. She threw a punch to Chara's face that actually knocked her back ten feet.

"Did you think I'd actually challenge someone of your capabilities" the woman said, laughing. "Without being able to stand my own ground?"

"It doesn't matter." Chara said, clenching her teeth. "This isn't all I'm capable of."

"Don't care." The woman said, chuckling. She pulled out a katana blade, which was red in color. "A blade secures my victory here."

"You think that's a blade?" Chara said, grinning. "let me show you a real blade."

Chara gave a yell as she released an enormous amount of her LV. Her scleras (the white part of the eye) turned completely black as her iris and pupils formed a slit that was blood red in color. Black, evil flames erupted from them as they began to bleed reddish black blood. Her mouth began to bleed the same blood as well. Blood red spots appeared on her cheeks. An evil looking blade emerged from her hand, black in color and covered with blood. The locket she wore grew a black dot in the middle, which veined evil black lines. Chara struck a peculiar battle stance, holding her sword behind her.

Frisk looked at Chara, particularly at her blade. She'd seen the exact same blade when Chara fought Sans.

"So" Chara said, grinning evilly. "Still think you're prepared to fight someone like me?"

"That blade."the woman thought. "And that stance. They're exactly like hers. How is that possible?"

Chara lunged forward with her blade, even the slice itself sounding evil and dark. The woman dodged it, but just barely.

"I'll make you PAY!" Chara yelled, making another slice.

"You know what?" the woman said. "I think it's time I used everything I've got."

She snapped her fingers, which caused Frisk to perk up slightly.

"Francesca." The woman said, the word itself causing Chara to grip her blade tighter and Frisk to shudder slightly. "Help me take care of this demon child."

"Yes, mother dearest." Frisk said, her tone lifeless as she stood up. She stood in front of Chara, in a fighting stance.

"You bitch!" Chara shouted at the woman, turning to face Frisk.

"Well" the woman said, pulling out a pistol. "It seems you're not going to win."

"I wouldn't say that." A voice said, a ball of white fire knocking away the woman's pistol. "Did you honestly think that other monsters wouldn't come to help Frisk?"

"What other monsters?" the woman asked.

"Oh, just me." The voice said, its owner stepping into view. "But, me and Chara were always known as the Dynamic Duo."

The owner was a tall, goatlike monster with horns and a sweater similar to Chara's. Chara froze in her tracks as she both recognized the voice and the monster. She dropped the blade she was holding and just stared with wide eyes at the monster, a monster she'd thought to be gone, but still there. The being known as Asriel Dreemurr.


holy sh!t! Asriel's back! But, how? And how will they take out Frisk and her birth mother? And why is Frisk acting like this anyway? Find out next chapter or so. Oh, and a note: if you want a better reference as to what Chara's transformation looks like, the pic is on my Deviantart account under the same username as this one.