Chapter Twenty Six: Angel and Demon Part Five: Trigger

"Come on!" the demon said, pulling the angel down the hall. "We've got to find that door before they find us!"

"Right." The angel said, trying to keep pace with the faster demon. "But, how do we know which one is the right one?"

"No clue." The demon said. "I was just gonna try every door until we found the right one."

"That sounds like it would take a while." The angel said, thinking. "Shouldn't we start with the obvious doors first?"

"Yeah, probably." The demon said, shrugging. "That makes much more sense."

"Well, then" The angel said. "Let's try that one first."

The angel pointed to a door with a strange marking on it (A/N: it's the mark on Toriel's dress, but they don't know that). The demon looked behind them, making sure no one was there and opened the door. She quickly pulled the angel inside, closing the door behind her.

The demon scanned the walls for anything that looked out of the ordinary (despite not knowing what the ordinary was). The angel used her aura and extended it to sense if there was any magic door hiding the exit. Sensing something, she walked over to the bookcase, looking at it.

"What'd ya find?" the demon asked.

"Not sure." The angel said, toughing the shelf. "But, I think it's something hidden."

"I'll move it." The demon said. She grabbed the bookcase, pulling on it. It opened to reveal a strange portal that was a strange purple color.

"I think this is it." The demon said, her and the angel walking up to it.

"Do we just walk in?" the angel asked.

"I guess so." The demon looking at the portal.

"Gotcha!" came the very angry voice of Rachaya, who kicked open the door. "You thought you could escape us?! You may have killed me before, but you don't have your full power this time, hybrid."

"We're outta here!" the demon shouted, grabbing the angel and leaping through the portal. Rachaya leapt after them, the portal closing before she could reach them, however.

On the other side of the portal

"D-did we escape?" the angel asked.

"I think so." The demon said. "I think we made it out of there."

"Th-that's good." The angel said, hugging the demon.

The demon hugged her back, rubbing the back of her head.

"Yeah." The demon said. "Now, let's get out of here. We've got to find a way to get our memories back."

"Right." The angel said.

But, before they could take a step, a portal opened, Rachaya rushing through it. The demon pulled the angel out of the way of her strike. Rachaya turned to them, anger blazing in her orange eyes.

"I will not be beaten by you again!" she shouted. "Not while you're like this!"

"Get behind me, kid." The demon said, moving the angel behind her protectively. She faced Rachaya, getting into a battle stance.

"Ha!" Rachaya shouted, running forward and punching the demon through the chest, causing a gaping hole to appear and blood to pour out. "You really think that you can beat me without your full strength? I'll show you just what I'm capable of."

Rachaya tossed the demon aside, her body hitting the ground hard.

"No!" the angel shouted, reaching for the demon as she ran over to her. She put her hand under the demon's head, supporting it as she kneeled over her.

"Kid, run.' The demon said, coughing.

"No." the angel said, white tears in her eyes. "Please don't die."

"Funny" Rachaya said, laughing. "If you were at full strength, you'd be able to heal her, but now you can't even prevent her death."

"Heal?" the angel asked. She called forth as much power as she could, letting it flow into the demon, but, the wound didn't heal. The blood stopped flowing as fast, but the wound wasn't closing.

"I'm sorry." The angel said, beginning to breathe heavier from using as much energy as she did. "I can't heal you fully. I'm too weak."

"It's allright, kid." The demon said, putting her hand up to the angel's face, stroking it. "You did your best. And it was a good try."

"It doesn't matter." Rachaya said, chuckling as she summoned her own dark magic. The demon tried to summon her own dark magic, but Rachaya shot her hand, temporarily disabling it. "I'll still kill you both anyway."

"But" the angel said. "I must do one thing before anything else. One thing I've wanted to do since we met, but didn't know why."

"What—" the demon asked, her question cut off by the angel's lips pressing against hers. The demon leaned into the kiss, the two of them holding each other tightly.

"I-I'm sorry." The angel said, breaking the kiss, her face blood red. "I-I don't know what came over me. I-I—we just met and…"

"It's fine kid." The demon said. The angel noticed her tone had changed slightly. "To me, it feels like we've known each other for a long time."

"To me too." The angel said. "B-But, I don't even know your name."

"It doesn't matter." Rachaya said, moving so she was beside the angel. She then kicked her in the head, sending her flying. "You won't live long enough to care."

"No!" the demon said, holding her hand out to the angel. "Kid!"

The demon propped herself up on her elbows. She stood up, despite the wound in her chest.

"Rachaya." She said, dark magic in her hand. "I will make you PAY for what you did."

The demon moved over to the angel, kneeling down next to her. She was hurting, but she managed to look at her.

"Kid?" the demon asked, red tears coming to her eyes. "Are you gonna be alright?"

"I should be fine." The angel said, chuckling. "I'm not gonna die because of this. It's too bad we had to meet under these circumstances. Any other circumstances and I bet we could be best friends, maybe even more. We don't even know each other's names, or our own for that matter."

"Don't worry." The demon said, standing up to face Rachaya, a determined look on her face and dark magic in her hands. "I'll handle her. Then we can leave here. That I promise you, Frisk."

"Frisk?" the angel asked.

"That's your name." the demon said. "Mine's Chara."

The angel's eyes flashed with recognition. A few images flashed in her mind, images of her and the demon—Chara, all of them of the two of them in different outfits than her current attire.

Rachaya's eyes widened in fear. She realized that the Hybrid Demon had reawakened. She tried to figure out how it could have happened.

"It must have happened when they kissed." Rachaya thought. "It triggered her memories to return."

"So, now, Rachaya.' Chara said in a growl, her eyes flaming red as her powers returned. "Let's say we finish this the right way, no holds barred."

Chara summoned a dome of sorts made of dark magic, enclosing it around herself and Rachaya. In the middle the two of them fought.

The two of them traded blows, dark energy erupting from the field. Rachaya threw a powerful punch, only for it to be caught by Chara.

"Ya know, Rachaya?" she said, chuckling. "I don't have all my memories back. Only bits and pieces, mostly of me and Frisk. I doubt she remembers much beyond what I do. But, I remember you. Just a little. But, as they say, I know enough to be dangerous."

Rachaya looked at Chara, realizing that the hybrid was definitely a force to be reckoned with.

Chara yanked Rachaya's fist toward her and threw a punch that created a powerful shockwave and caused a sound like bone cracking. Rachaya was thrown back powerfully. She hit a wall and almost sank into unconsciousness.

"Normally I wouldn't do this, Rachaya" Chara said, her voice still angry. "But, I'm gonna give you a chance to leave. If you take it, you can live to try again. If you don't, well, you can tell Lucia I said 'f #$ you'."

"You're lucky I was given orders not to kill you." Rachaya said as she teleported away. "Next time we meet, I will kill you."

"Just go before I change my mind." Chara said, growling. Rachaya left, a cloud of dust appearing in her place.

Chara turned back to the angel—Frisk, walking over to her and kneeling down next to her. Frisk sat up, propping herself on her elbows.

"Chara?" she asked, looking at Chara.

"Yep." Chara said, smiling and putting her arm behind Frisk, holding her up. "It's me kid."

"That's good." Frisk said, smiling.

"So" Chara said. "How much do you remember?"

"Not much.' Frisk said. "Mostly you and me. Not much beyond that."

"Same here." Chara said. "Though there's one event that stands out to me."

Frisk blushed, knowing the exact event.

"I-I'm sorry." She said, stuttering. "I-I just felt like we should—you're not mad are you?"

"No, kid." Chara said, sighing. "I'm not mad. Just disappointed."

"R-really?" Frisk asked, her tone sad.

"Yep." Chara said, nodding. Frisk's face looked really sad.

"That was a pretty lousy kiss." Chara said, grinning. Frisk looked at Chara confused.

"Lemme show you a better one." Chara said, grinning. Before Frisk could say another word, Chara closed the distance between their lips. Frisk's eyes widened for a second out of surprise before she melted into the kiss. The two of them remained like that for about a minute before Chara broke the kiss.

"Wow." Frisk said, amazed and almost completely speechless.

"Was that better or what?" Chara asked.

"I don't know." Frisk said, a mischievous smile on her lips. "I think I might need a second opinion."

"Nice try." Chara laughed. "Now, are you fine or do you need me to carry you?"

"I'm fine." Frisk said, the grin still on her face. "But, I still want you to carry me."

"You're lucky I love ya, kid." Chara said, chuckling. She picked Frisk up bridal style, Frisk wrapping her arms around her for stability. "Now, my gut's tellin' me to go to this certain place (well, technically, it's the only thing besides you and me i saw, but it may be a lead). We might be able to unlock the rest of our memories there."

Chara teleported, Frisk snuggling into her chest and curling into a ball of sorts.

Elsewhere

"You have failed, Rachaya." The figure said, looking at both Rachaya and the man who was with her, both of them kneeling. "Both of you have."

"Our apologies." The man said. "We underestimated their capabilities."

"And you were sworn not to kill them." The second figure said.

"That too." Rachaya said. "So, what's gonna happen to us?"

"You have one last chance." The first figure said. "They have escaped, so use whatever methods necessary to return them here, dead or alive doesn't matter."

"If they learn their true capabilities" the second figure said. "It could threaten the work we've been trying to achieve for so long."

"We won't fail again." The man said.

"See that you do not." Both figures said simultaneously.


the ship has sailed! I repeat, the ship has sailed! On a more serious note, will Chara and Frisk regain all their memories? And who are these two figures and what re their plans? Find out soon.