Chapter Thirty Seven: Angel and Demon Part Sixteen: Frisk's Rage
Frisk stood up emotionlessly, looking at Fortuna. Fortuna looked at Frisk for a minute before noticing something.
Frisk held her arm out toward Chara's blade. The blade leapt up like it was attached to a string and landed in Frisk's hand. She gripped the blade, looking at Fortuna with pure hatred blazing in her eyes.
"My turn." She said, her voice in a growl.
"She seems different." Fortuna thought. "What's different about her? Wait, her eyes. I can see that hatred in them. It's incredible how much her personality has changed in that time. I can feel her energy increasing."
Fortuna fired a light energy blast at Frisk, who emotionlessly sliced it in half with Chara's sword, the energy splitting and hitting the ground at Frisk's side.
"You've been a negative part of my life for as long as I've lived." Frisk said as she stepped towards Fortuna, her silvery blue eyes beginning to blaze a white fire. "You tortured me for nine years, just to attempt to get me to kill on your command."
You return to my school, have your dead men kidnap me, torture me further, and turn me into basically a zombie." Frisk said, her fists clenched.
"You kidnap me and Chara" Frisk said, imbuing her power into the blade, which she swung at Fortuna, releasing a blood red beam, which Fortuna dodged. "experimenting on us."
"Then" Frisk said, moving the blade backwards a little in preparation for a strike. "You killed Chara! I will never forgive you for that!"
Frisk rushed forward, making wild slashes at Fortuna, who dodged most and blocked a few.
Frisk threw a punch with her free hand, catching Fortuna in the jaw. Fortuna was sent flying, hitting the wall behind her. Frisk used her wings to rush over to where Fortuna had impacted and throw a flurry of brutal, bone crushing punches.
After thirty seconds, Fortuna caught her fists in midair. Frisk pushed as hard as she could, yelling in pure rage.
Fortuna kicked the white clad angel in the chest, knocking her backwards. Frisk rushed forward for another punch, but Fortuna grabbed her fist and punched her in the face, which knocked Frisk off her feet.
"Enough!" Fortuna shouted. "I will not take this from you! Allow me to show you what true power really is!"
Fortuna held her hands out to the side and closing her eyes, power beginning to emanate from them. Her hair began to blow like in a breeze, power shooting off the ends of them. Her very aura seemed to empower itself, becoming stronger and bolder. Wings emerged from her back, their color off white. She opened her eyes, which were now grey with blue sclera (the white part of the eye).
"Now, Francesca" Fortuna said, smiling an evil smile. "Let's continue."
"DON'T call me that!" Frisk shouted, rushing forward to trade blows with Fortuna. However, Fortuna was much more powerful, delivering a powerful blow to Frisk's head that would have killed her had she not had her power boost from her adrenaline.
Frisk threw a punch to Fortuna's face, but Fortuna grabbed her fist, crushing it. Frisk cried out in pain, but she then threw a roundhouse kick to Fortuna's skull that freed her.
Frisk then threw two fast and powerful punches to Fortuna's face, each creating a shockwave from the force.
"I must say" Fortuna said, truly impressed. "No one has ever been able to handle me at my full power before. You're the only individual I know to last this long."
Frisk swung Chara's blade, firing a burst of light magic from it. Fortuna dodged the blast, but Frisk leapt up, throwing a powerful right handed punch to Fortuna's ribs that caused a small earthquake. Fortuna was thrown backwards, but only about two feet. She grabbed Frisk's fist, yanking it toward her and punching Frisk in the jaw hard enough to dislocate her right shoulder. She kicked Frisk in the ribs and sent her into the wall behind her.
Frisk's head was spinning. Her right arm was pretty much useless if she didn't relocate it. She tried to put the joint back into place, but before she could, Fortuna rushed forward and punched her in the chest hard enough to break at least five of her ribs. Frisk dropped to one knee as Fortuna stood over her.
"You know, Francesca" she said, grabbing Frisk by the throat and holding her up. "I actually expected less of a fight from you. You've impressed me."
"Go to hell." Frisk said, struggling for air.
"Cliché last words." Fortuna said, punching Frisk in the face, the force of the blow sending her body over to Chara's.
Frisk closed her eyes, accepting what she believed to be her death. She had no stamina left, no strength. Her power was drained, leaving her tired. Blackness surrounded her as she waited for her SOUL to leave her body.
Fortuna stood over Frisk's unconscious body, her blade held and ready to strike. She thrust her blade downwards, but to her utmost surprise, Frisk's eyes opened and she caught the blade, throwing it backwards.
Frisk stood up, setting her dislocated shoulder, clenching her right fist. She stood facing Fortuna once again, prepared to fight. Fortuna looked at the white clad angel with shock and confusion. She also noticed something was different about her eyes: they were purple, but with a silvery tint.
"What's wrong with your eyes?" Fortuna asked.
"Nothing's wrong with our eyes." A voice came from Frisk's throat that sounded like Frisk's, but mixed with another voice.
"What happened to your voice?" Fortuna asked. "And how come I can sense more power inside of you?"
"You're not sensing more." 'Frisk' said, chuckling, a near insane grin on her face. "You're just sensing what we want you to sense."
"There's something different about you Francesca." Fortuna said. She couldn't place it, but she felt intimidated by Frisk now.
"Don't call us that!" 'Frisk' shouted, firing a grey and red blast of energy. "That was never the name we wanted. But, it's not Frisk right now either. Right now, you can call us…Charisk."
So, remember a few chapters ago when i said why i used FallenChild as a name? Well, you probably do now. What's going on? Is this Charisk individual enough to beat Fortuna? Find out soon.
