So... Holy crap, this story just passed the 500th view mark. I know that not all of those people may not have liked this story, or even read a chapter of it, but it's nice to know that those people gave my story a chance :) I'd also like to mention that I know 500 isn't the biggest total on the website, but it's big to me, so thank you :) Right, enough soppy stuff, time to get to it. [As a side note, I wrote this as if Frisk didn't try to save Monster Kid on the bridge with Undyne]. Enjoy!

Chapter Five:

A New (Monster) Kid on the Block

All throughout the waterfall, everything lay still and peaceful. The gentle sound of flowing water mixed with the calls of whatever wildlife resided there made for a relaxing atmosphere. For one person though, it was just an annoyance. Ever since his rebirth, Flowey had despised everything and anything even remotely associated with happiness and peace. If he could, Flowey would vomit just at the mere thought. For those few moments when he was Omega, and in all his glory, Flowey actually had to force down feelings of compassion and warmth just so he could defeat Chara. To feel love, you needed a soul, and at that time, Flowey had six. So you can imagine how hard it was to preserve his dignity and stop himself from at least attempting to hug Frisk. Even though she wasn't Chara, she had still managed to show him more love than he had seen in his lifetime, and he had been alive for a very long time.

Breaking his chain of thought, Flowey suddenly noticed a lone spider crawling along a thin branch hanging over the river. It seemed to notice him, and it stopped right where it was. It almost seemed like it was observing Flowey, which, even for him, was a little creepy. He closed his eyes, and summoned a face of his that was his personal favorite. He opened his eyes again, slits for eyes being replaced by black voids with tiny white spots for eyes, and fangs lined up at the front of his mouth. He took a small breath and directed a loud hissing noise at the spider, who seemed completely unphased by this strange act. Flowey gave a sigh as his face melted back into its original form. He simply shrugged his petals and brought a single vine out of the ground. With it, he grasped the branch firmly and snapped it in half in one motion, causing both it and the spider to plunge into the rushing water. He gave a small smirk as he retracted his vine, but stopped when he heard the tapping of a small foot directly behind him. His small head whipped round, and he saw that he was face to face with a little human knee cap. Flowey slowly lifted his head, meeting the eyes of the seventh human, and what was supposed to be his arch nemesis.

"That wasn't very nice now, was it?" She asked simply, wearing a very condescending look. Flowey simply scowled and turned away.

"He was annoying." He muttered to himself. "I'd do the same to you if I could." That time he was loud enough for Frisk to hear, but somehow she could just about hear the self-doubt buried within his voice.

"N'aw, you're all heart." She said mockingly as she bent down to embrace the tiny flower. Flowey gave a sigh as he went limp, letting her hug him. He had tried so many times to resist in the past, but she kept getting what she wanted, so he saw no point in trying to delay the inevitable. After a few seconds, Frisk straightened up, smoothing out the front of her prized jumper.

"So you called me to this gods-forsaken place, now what do you want?" Flowey asked. He didn't know why, but he kind of wanted to help Frisk out. Obviously not because he cared for her, he was just going to use her to get out of the underground, he assured himself.

"I need your help." Frisk said plainly, seeing as there was no reason to beat about the bush. Flowey tried to look disinterested, but couldn't help but raising an eyebrow.

"Go on." He prompted.

"Well, you know the barrier can only be shattered by someone with godly power?" Flowey nodded. He knew that all too well. He had been so close after all. "And someone can only gain those powers with the aid of seven human souls. Now we only have one." She patted her chest for clarity. Flowey's expression turned sour.

"Yeah, I used those souls. So what? I was just trying to become a god, who wouldn't?" He paused for a minute before looking at Frisk questioningly. "Where are you even going with this?"

Frisk held up a finger. "I was getting there." She said with a scowl. Flowey just rolled his eyes. Frisk eyed him before continuing. "It's possible for those who have recently possessed souls to still have a weak link to them, thus knowing their whereabouts." Flowey seemed to understand.

"So… What? You want me to point out these souls for you?" Frisk nodded.

"If you could." She smiled sweetly. "Remember, the sooner we find the souls, the sooner you get out of here." She added, knowing that that would be the selling point for Flowey. Luckily, she guessed right. Flowey drooped his head before looking up at her with a defeated gaze.

"Fine." He said bitterly. "But you had better be right about this! I don't wanna get my hopes up." He turned away. "Not again…" He whispered to himself, too quiet for Frisk to hear.

"It'll be fine, I promise." Frisk said with a comforting smile, which Flowey couldn't help but return, despite his best efforts. "So, where's the closest one?" She asked. Flowey shut his eyes and concentrated. Out of the void came six different coloured auras, varying in shape and six. He looked around until his eyes fell on a yellow one, which happened to be pulsing the fastest and was the largest of the six. When he reopened his eyes, he found that he was facing in the direction of Snowdin.

"That way." He motioned towards the town with one of his leaves. Frisk looked towards the town, before looking back at Flowey, still wearing that damn infectious smile of hers.

"Then let's go." Frisk turned around fully and started making her way back to the town.

"*reuniting this guy with human souls? i don't think so." Frisk immediately spun round to see the short stubby skeleton. He looked the same as always, just as you'd expect him to look. Yet, something about him was more menacing. He had his hands dug deep into the pockets of his coat, same as always, and those fluffy pink slippers he never seemed to take off. But this time his head was tilted forward slightly, so that a menacing shadow was cast across his face. His left eye was also glowing, but this flame in his eye seemed to burn with an energy Frisk had never seen before. She glanced down to her left, and was surprised to see that even Flowey was hiding behind Frisk's leg, trembling at the sight before them. It was then that Frisk felt a sensation she was both glad and worried to have back. As Flowey quivered behind her, she felt his DETERMINATION fade away, and at the same time felt hers return, coursing through her veins once more. At least now, if things went south, she could always try again. Having her power once more, she stepped forward.

"Sans, I know it looks bad, but Flowey can help. He's even agreed to!" She hoped her words would get through to him, hopefully sooner rather than later. Sans just shook his head, chuckling to himself.

"*not happening. you saw what happened the last time this creep got a hold of human souls. who's to say it won't happen again?" At this, Sans clicked his fingers, summoning a mixture of white and blue bones around him. Frisk gulped. If she didn't do something soon, she would (as Sans had said long ago) have a real bad time. As Frisk was working out various battle scenarios in her head, she felt a small tug at the bottom of her left leg. She glanced down at Flowey questioningly.

"I… I can't see the soul anymore." He said, a panicked expression quickly working itself across his face. Before Frisk could respond, she felt a sudden chill was over her body. She looked down and saw that there was a cyan glow coming from within her chest. Frisk instantly knew what this was, and slowly lifted her head to look at the skeleton. Sans now wore an impatient expression, and his left hand was raised and aimed directly at Frisk. A stray tear escaped her eye, wandering down her cheek.

"*i ain't gonna ask again kid. Move." Frisk hesitated for a few seconds before shaking her head, shifting her feet to make her point. Sans just sighed, before extending his arm slightly, getting ready to swipe it sideways. "*don't say i didn't warn ya."

A shrill sound of "Spooky Scary Skeletons" filled the space between them. Everyone froze. Sans' blazing eye looked his shorts' pocket, feeling a vibration resonating from within. He clenched his eyes, and when he opened them again, his white spots were back. He let his arm drop, releasing Frisk from his spell. She rubbed her chest reflexively, as those "soul snares" can hurt if they're active for too long. He reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone. He partially turned away from the two, but just enough so that he could still keep an eye on them. Sans flipped it open, and held it up to the side of his skull.

AH! BROTHER! I AM LUCKY TO GET AHOLD OF YOU! Came Papyrus' voice through the speaker.

"*this gonna take long pap? i'm kinda busy here."

I'M SORRY TO INTRUDE SANS, BUT UM… WELL…

"*spit it out buddy." This time it was Sans' turn to start tapping his foot.

IT'S… MONSTER KID, HE'S… NOT HIMSELF…

Sans' expression changed to one of worry and concern. The same happened with Frisk and Flowey. They strained their ears to try and listen in on what was going on.

"*not himself? w-what do you mean, 'not himself'?"

WELL I SAW HIM RUNNING UP TO THE FOREST THIS MORNING. I ASKED HIM WHERE HE WAS GOING, AND HE TOLD ME THAT HE HAD SEEN A UFO, WHATEVER THAT IS… AND THAT HE WAS GOING TO USE IT TO GET REVENGE...

At this point, Sans was just as confused as everyone else. "*okay, so. kid said he was gonna use a ufo to get revenge… anything else?" He needed to get every detail possible if he was going to understand just what the hell was going on.

WELL… HE TOLD ME IT WAS BRIGHT YELLOW, AND, HEART-SHAPED…

Sans' eyes turned to voids once more. He said nothing as the phone dropped from his hand, smashing on the slightly rocky ground of the waterfall. He walked over to the pair and grabbed them both. Frisk by the collar of her jumper, and Flowey by his stem. In an instant, all three of them were standing in the center of town, right in the middle of the crossroads. Looking around, Frisk noticed a small crowd forming outside the library. She tapped Sans on the shoulder and pointed towards it. He looked over to where she was pointing and gave a small nod, already starting towards it without checking to see whether Frisk and Flowey were following him or not. Frisk looked down at Flowey, who looked back with a very worried expression.

"You don't think…" He began, too afraid to even say his thought out loud. Frisk shook her head slowly, unsure herself. Without another word, both of them ran (and crawled) after Sans.

"BROTHER! HUMAN!" Papyrus left the crowd and greeted them each as they came near. "UM… MR. FLOWER…" He looked down at the flower uncertainly, feeling like they had met somewhere before. Not wanting to change the subject, Sans quickly cut in.

"*pap, where is he? where's -"

"FRISK! GET OUT HERE. NOW."

All four spun to face the direction of where the sound came from. At the same time, the crowd parted, letting whatever was happening in the center be seen by them. As the crowd parted, Monster Kid stepped out from it.

Except… It wasn't Monster Kid. Not anymore. In the middle of the crowd stood a tall monster no one had ever seen before. He wore a shining suit of armour, one that rivaled Undyne's, adorned with a black and orange striped design. He also had long, sharp spikes protruding from the back of his head where his short little bumps used to be. His tail had also grow in size. No longer was it just a stubbly little thing the wiggled left and right, no. this one was long. Long enough to drag behind him on the ground. But perhaps the most out-of-place thing about him was his arms. He never had any before. But now sure enough, attached to his shoulders were two muscular spectral arms, both ending with claws that had nails that were wayyy too big for Frisk's liking. And sure enough, in the center of his chest, Frisk spotted a faint yellow glow. Looks like he had found the soul before they had. Monster's eyes skimmed the crowd, looking over all the scared and confused faces, before his gaze finally met Frisk's. He bared his teeth, not even noticing the small skeleton or flowey beside her. He simply raised his claw and pointed.

"YOU'RE DEAD." Frisk was shocked. She wondered why he was so hostile to her. She thought she was like a role model to him (next to Undyne, obviously), so why would he be acting like this? She thought hard, but it only took her a second to remember what had caused this very abrupt change of opinion.

"Kid, listen! I never meant to let you fall! I was scared too you know!" His expression didn't budge. Frisk tried again. "You have to understand! I'm a kid, just like you. So I should be allowed to be scared of Undyne too!" She could tell Kid had had enough.

"SHUT UPPPPP!" He screamed as he suddenly brought his arm upwards fast, creating a crack in the ground that sped towards Frisk, throwing everything in it's path aside. Everyone jumped back in surprise, while the three dived sideways. Sans' eye glowed, and he clenched his fist, summoning several bones around before flinging his on arm forward, sending them straight for Kid. His reflexed had improved considerably, as he twitched one of his fingers, forming a shield in front of him within seconds. Every bone that Sans had flung hit the shield one after the other, collapsing into dust. Kid brought the shield back down, a boastful smirk across his face.

"*this kid pissed me off before, but now?" Sans remarked. Frisk didn't even hear him. Her brain was too busy trying to find a way to ACT her way out of his. She had never been a killer, let alone a fighter, and she wasn't about to start now. As this thought ran through her mind, she snapped out of it when she saw Sans aim a newly-constructed Gaster Blaster right at Kid.

"Sans wait!" She screamed, but she wasn't heard over the Blaster unleashing its beam, bathing Kid in a bright light. Frisk watched in horror as the beam died down, and couldn't help feel both relieved and terrified at that fact that Kid was still there, still standing, thoroughly annoyed. A total of 15 damage out of 1000 had been dealt.

Hoo boy.

Feeling as though she was running out of options, Frisk just decided to walk straight for Kid, despite her friends' shouts at her not to. Kid ceased his attacks, curious as to what Frisk was planning.

"WHAT?" He scoffed. His voice was all gravley, and had several pitches mixed into one, making sound so demonic even Flowey would be scared of him. "COME TO CRAWL FOR FORGIVENESS?" Frisk just shook her head.

"I… I just want you to stop…" She went in for a hug, but Kid erupted the ground beneath her to push her away.

"STOP? AFTER WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME?" He shook his head gently, before bringing his eyes back up to meet Frisk's. To her horror, his eyes were now completely white. "SORRY 'DUDE', BUT THAT'S NOT GONNA HAPPEN." He raised a claw, ready to finish off Frisk where she lay.

"Then I'm sorry too." Kid looked at her in confusion, before Frisk turned around to face Sans. "NOW!" She yelled. Sans gave a small nod, before firing a barrage of bones at Kid. Again, he brought up the shield, but this time the intensity of Sans' attacks caused it to shatter, thus forcing Kid backwards. At that moment, Flowey had snuck up behind him. He brought a vine up and stretched it in line with Kid's ankle, and pulled it. Kid stumbled onto Flowey's vine and fell over backwards. He gave an angry roar as he got back up, but he found that he couldn't. When he looked over at his arms, he saw that they were being held firmly in place by a blue aura. His feet were also in a similar situation. Kid thrashed around, trying to break the seal, but nothing happened. Sans however was starting to sweat. He teleported over to where Kid lay and towered over him.

"*as, take over would ya?" Flowey nodded, understanding the seriousness of the situation. There would be plenty of time for sarcastic quips later anyway. He brought up four more vines and wrapped them tightly around each of Kid's limbs. Sans removed his magic at Kid's hands and feet, and knelt down on the ground next to him. "*i ain't gonna lie kid, this'll hurt. a lot." Sans said nothing else as he placed a hand onto Kid's chest, and pushed.

Almost immediately, Kid threw his head back and roared in agony. Blue magic from Sans' hand flowed over Kid, enveloping him completely. As he started to change, the yellow glow in his chest grew brighter. Kid's striped armour began to soften and waver, and Frisk could see the cold, hard steel was starting to turn into cotton fabric. The spikes on the back of his head also started to shrink and round, the dangerous points becoming harmless bumps. The ghostly arms too started to melt away, until they were just luminous puddles on the ground. As Kid's screaming got louder, Frisk noticed that Sans was beginning to lift his hand. His sweating rate had also increased.

"*ngh… almost… got it…" He strained. With a finally effort, and several grunts, Sans snapped his hand off of Kid's chest. All three of them looked down at Monster Kid, who's shivering form now lay in a shape in the snow that was much too big for him. Slowly, he opened his eyes, and looked up at them all. He didn't say a word. He simply picked himself up and, after falling over, ran away crying. Sans, Frisk, and Flowey now stared at Sans' hand in wonder. In it, lay a little floating soul, emitting a gentle warm yellow glow. Frisk looked happily at them both.

"One down, five to go."

Honestly, I never thought I'd get this far in the story. Thank you all so much for your continued support and I will continue to deliver as best as I can. [Little shout out to Killzone25, for their encouraging reviews and bits of help when I needed it]. Thanks again, and see you soon!