Okay guys, here's a warning for you! (Wow... this fiction work has two firsts for me. First time I try writing romance and now what I've written below.) This has scenes of violence, and not just the violence that will happen with Gaster and Chara, but there will be mentions of blood and such. Child abuse too. So... if you don't want to read the violence section, just pt me, and I'll explain what happened.
Chara's... Chara's just a little violent...
Well, at least I get to use that T rating. Character death ahead.
There's still no cursing though. If you feel like it needs it, go ahead and insert it in your head, cause I'm not typing it.
-Pokemonfan67
After heading through several grey doors, Papyrus was starting to get tired. He was trying to find Undyne and Alphys, but he didn't have a lot of luck. He had one more place he wanted to search, however. He created another grey door. Beyond the door lied sand that stretched to a large body of water. Alphys and Undyne sat right in front of the door.
"Wowie! It worked," Papyrus exclaimed.
This caused Alphys and Undyne to turn around sharply. Papyrus waved at them.
"Papyrus, w-what are you doing here," Alphys asked. "And I thought you didn't want to use that kind of t-travel."
"Papyrus? You can do that kind of thing? Wow! That's so cool," Undyne exclaimed.. "You've got to teach me!"
Papyrus' face became gravely serious, something that Undyne and Alphys had never seen before.
"There's a human... who's trying to kill us," Papyrus muttered.
Undyne and Alphys looked shocked. "Why are they doing this," Alphys asked. "We didn't do anything to anyone."
Papyrus looked to the side. "That's the thing. She's not doing it because we did anything. She's doing it for fun."
Undnye's face scrunched up with anger. She summoned a spear in her hand. "I'm going to stop that human before she kills anyone."
Papyrus grabbed Undyne's arm. "No. Please don't. I can't stop my brother from fighting her, but I can at least try to help you and the others."
"Why is Sans fighting? He's got low stats," Undyne exclaimed. "Seems like a death wish to me."
Papyrus hung his head. "I know."
Undyne growled. "I'm going and there's NOTHING you can do to stop me!" Undyne bolted towards the house.
"Oh Undyne... p-please be okay," Alphys stuttered. She fell to the ground. "P-Please don't die. I love you..."
Chara played with the knife in her hand. "So, are you done now? Is it time to fight? I've got a SAVE point already created."
Gaster's eyes flashed with a white glow. He held out his arm. Chara's soul turned blue.
"You do realize that I have more experience with blue souls than most other colored souls, right?"
"Don't act so high and mighty. For you see, I'm not my son." Gaster waved his other hand. The soul became a lighter shade of blue, but looked slightly glitchy as well. "Try dodging this!" Gaster sent a barrage of bones at the girl. She smirked and tried to jump, only to walk to the left.
Her eyes widened. "W-What?" She was hit by every single bone, causing her heart to split apart.
"Death count, 1," Gaster sneered. He signed the words," This will be one of many. Don't underestimate me." He repeated the phrase aloud, just to make sure she got the point.
The world swirled around Papyrus. He was brought back to before he found Undyne and Alphys.
"Did Sans beat the human? Wowie! I knew he could do it!"
He walked through the door to find them lounging at the beach.
"Undyne!"
Undyne and Alphys turned around.
"Papyrus," They both asked.
"W-What are you doing here," Alphys stuttered.
"You have to leave," Papyrus exclaimed. "There's a human who's trying to kill us!"
Undyne and Alphys looked shocked. "Why would they do that?"
Papyrus shook his head. "I don't know, but you can't fight her."
Undyne looked insulted. "Why not?"
"My brother's already fighting her, and I think he's winning," Papyrus exclaimed.
Undyne chuckled. "Sans? Winning a fight? The guy can't even stay awake long enough to do his job."
"Undyne! I'm serious about this," Papyrus exclaimed
Undyne frowned. "I'll go help him out in that case." She bolted towards the house.
Chara stared at the tall skeleton. Pure hatred filled her eyes. "What was that," she demanded.
Gaster shrugged. "Just a new thing I picked up from being in the void for so long. Now, are you ready for round two," Gaster asked. His eye sockets grew darker.
Chara got into a defensive stance.
Once again, Gaster sent a line of bones towards her, this time neglecting to turn her soul into the glitched blue soul. Chara jumped over all of them. Gaster created several Gaster Blasters. Chara ran to the only place where she wouldn't get hurt by the beams. Before she could do that, however, Gaster waved his hand and made her soul glitchy in appearance.
"No," she screamed. Chara ran headfirst into another blaster, causing her heart to crack and split apart.
"Death count, 2," Gaster said. He smirked and signed another statement. "You can't memorize my patterns."
Chara reloaded and died several more times, but she never made it past the first attack. Gaster's attack patterns kept changing. Sometimes he'd use the glitchy blue soul, sometimes he'd glitch out Chara's red soul, other times, he'd use the basic blue or red souls. Each time he'd tell the death count and sign something to her, taunting the child even when she died.
"Try again next time."
"Things are out of your 'hands' now."
"You will NEVER hurt my family again!"
It eventually reached the hundreds in death counts, yet Gaster still kept track of them all. It was a cruel reminder, one that actually discouraged the child. Chara reloaded once again, but she stood completely still. She willed her soul go to where Frisk was.
Gaster walked to the child and smirked. "Looks like she's had enough."
"I sure did mess up...," Frisk muttered. She was in a white room, seemingly floating in the air.
"Tell me what's going on, Frisk!" Chara now stood before her. Chara grabbed Frisk's sweater collar. "Who is that guy," she demanded.
Frisk tilted her head. "What are you talking about.
"Don't play around with me," Chara snarled. She waved her hand at the white space. Gaster's face appeared. He was smirking. "That guy! Who is that guy?"
"He's Sans and Papyrus' dad. Why do you need to know?" Frisk gave Chara a wary glance.
"I know that much, but how is he so strong? He's killed me more times than I can count now!"
Frisk shrugged. "I dunno, maybe it has something to do with the void he was trapped in, or maybe he's just that powerful. He threatened me because of you, Chara."
"Why is he here now," Chara demanded.
Frisk smiled. "Because family's important to some people. Papyrus helped him leave that place."
Chara scoffed. "Family's stupid. It makes you weak and causes you to feel sorrow." She crossed her arms. "I knew this even when living with Mom, Dad, and Asriel."
"So how long are you going to keep talking to me, cause I've got a question for you."
Chara frowned. "I guess it's better than dying for the 278th time in a row," she grumbled.
Frisk's eyes widened. She covered her smug grin with her hands. "Oh! That bad, huh?"
Chara flashed her teeth. "Don't bring it up! Now what was your stupid question?"
"So I never got an answer from Asriel, but why did you fall down the mountain that day? I'm just curious about what happened." Frisk smiled at the girl.
Chara frowned. "Why should I tell you that story?"
Frisk shrugged. "I just thought you needed someone to vent to. I mean, underneath all that anger, you're still a child. I put up with Flowey, I can try with you too."
Chara shook her head. "No."
"I'll tell you why I'm here." Frisk stared at Chara with pleading eyes.
Chara sighed. "Okay. Fine. But only because I don't want to fight that stupid skeleton."
"My parents... my biological parents, I mean, they weren't the best parents I could have asked for."
A five year old Chara wearing an oversized, yellow shirt sat on a dirty carpet, surrounded by old paper plates, empty bottles of alcohol, old food wrappers, and other pieces of trash, but she didn't seem to care. She watched an old box TV with child-like wonder. She smiled and clapped. Chara was dirty and covered in bruises.
"My Mom wasn't around and my Dad always came home angry. I tended to take care of most of the things in the house. Even at a young age, I was doing things like washing the dishes."
Someone pounded at the door. Chara quickly turned off the TV and rushed to the door. She turned the knob and moved out of the way. Her father was a tall and buff man. He slapped Chara across the face. She rubbed her face. Her eyes began to water.
"Don't you dare start that," he snarled. "I was fired today, do you see me crying," he demanded. His breath smelled like alcohol. "You're the reason that my life is like this. You're why Evalyne left, and you're why I got fired! How dare you even think about crying?!"
"He blamed me for everything that went wrong in his life. If his car wouldn't start, I sabotaged the engine. If he got fired, I told his boss about my living condition. Even little things like him stubbing his toe was somehow MY fault. I wasn't allowed to do anything. I couldn't even go to school. The only joy I had was the TV that sat in the living room, and that was when he left. One day though..."
Chara, now nine, sat on the floor watching TV. She was wearing a green and yellow-striped sweater with a pair of jeans. Her father recently got her new clothes because she "was better than normal," in his words. This meant that he had a pretty good week, so Chara did as well. She felt like maybe her dad actually cared about her.
"Maybe Dad's gonna let me go to school," Chara thought aloud. She smiled. "Yeah! He is!" She rocked back and forth, excited for her dad to come home for once in her life.
There was a pounding at the door. Chara ran to the door. She opened it and got out of the way. The smell of alcohol filled the air. Chara's smile diminished. The funny smell meant that he was angry.
"Chara," he growled. The man picked Chara up by the collar of her sweater. "You've really done it this time."
Chara squeaked and prepared for a blow.
"He found out that I had been watching TV. He wasn't in a very good mood to begin with and he was actually about to hurt me. I ran to hide myself, at least until he fell asleep."
He stopped. The only thing that could be heard was a cartoon sound effect coming from the living room. The man set Chara down and walked to investigate. Chara had butterflies in her stomach. She forgot to turn the TV off. Chara darted to a nearby room, which happened to be the kitchen.
"Chara," the father exclaimed. "Did I SAY that you could use the TV," he demanded.
Chara opened a cabinet and climbed inside. She closed it and waited. She hoped that it was a good hiding spot.
Loud footsteps approached.
"I hid in a cabinet and hoped that he didn't find me."
"Chara! Come out you little brat!" The footsteps stopped at the cabinet she hid in.
"But he found me. I don't know if he was just checking the cabinet or if I made a noise, but he opened the cabinet."
The man opened the cabinet. His face was as red as a tomato and his eyebrow was twitching in anger.
"He looked far angrier than I'd ever seen him before. He looked like he was going to kill me."
"Found you," he snarled. Chara backed up, hoping that he couldn't grab her.
"No. I KNEW he would kill me if I allowed him to hit me. Luckily for me, I guess, I never did know where to put the silverware after I washed them."
Chara's eyes darted around the cabinet. Her gaze fell on a shiny metal knife. She grabbed it and clutched it. Her hands were shaking with fear.
The father grabbed Chara's leg and dragged her towards him. Once she was out in the open, Chara's instincts took over. She swung the knife and hit him.
"I don't know how many times I swung my knife, but I know that I woke up covered in blood."
Chara blinked open her eyes. Her once clean sweater was now caked in a dark liquid. The smell of iron was overwhelmingly strong. She stood in front of her father, but he was on the ground, bleeding from several wounds. Chara shook in fear. She glanced at the knife in her hand. She dropped it and backed away from the body. "N-No... I didn't d-do that," she muttered. Her gaze turned towards a mirror. Her calm hair was now matted and had dark red blotches in it, her clothes were covered in blood, and her eyes were filled with fear.
"Heh... heh..," the man said. His voice was raspy. "So kid... looks like I was right... you ARE the worst thing in my life."
Chara shook her head. "No..."
"You... know... what'll happen... right?" The father grinned. "See you... later... in the... worst... possible... way..."
"My father was still alive, at least for a minute. In his last moments, he taunted me."
The man grew limp. He was dead. Chara grabbed the knife and backed away. She retreated upstairs.
"I felt... dirty. I needed to clean myself and I needed fresh clothes."
Chara, after finishing her quick shower, put on an identical sweater and an identical pair of pants. She walked back downstairs and grabbed a small concealable bag. She placed the knife inside and hid it under her sweater.
"I decided to flee. If I wasn't there, perhaps I couldn't be blamed. I also took the weapon with me. Perhaps they wouldn't be able to find it."
Chara timidly walked out of the door. She shut the door behind her. She began to walk down the street, nervously playing with her hands. Chara glanced around. People were going about their days, smiling at the girl as she walked. Some even waved at her.
"But as I left, I kept thinking about what my Dad kept telling me all these years. Everything hit me all at once as soon as I saw how happy everyone else was."
Chara looked to the ground. "I'm worthless. I... I don't deserve anything," she cried. "I killed someone," she whispered. "I killed my dad..." She began to run.
"We lived close to the mountain. Actually, one of the first memories I had was my mom warning me to never go there. Heh. I never did listen."
Chara ran towards the mountain. "I don't deserve anything," she kept repeating to herself. She climbed the mountain with relative ease. She was tired when she got to the top, however.
"I was surprised to see a large hole in the mountain. I originally planned to hide on the mountain until I was no longer a suspect. Curiosity got the better of me so I decided to investigate the hole."
Chara inched towards the hole. She misstepped, however. She tripped on a vine and fell into the hole. She began to scream.
"I tripped and fell into the hole. 'This is it,' I thought. All the memories of my life flashed before my eyes. The ones that stuck out to me were memories of being abused or being abandoned. I hoped that someone would save me from that situation." Chara laughed. "But nobody came. I suppose that's where my hatred for humanity came from. Nobody ever helps those in need. People are just too preoccupied with their own lives to do ANYTHING. I suppose that's not a good thing to think of when you're about to die, but if I could control it, I would have thought about how happy I was to watch TV. Eventually, I found the bottom. I blacked out, until Asriel came along and helped me."
Frisk looked shocked. "I-I didn't know."
Chara rolled her eyes. "Don't give me pity."
Frisk floated over to Chara. She wrapped her arms around her. "I'm sorry, but I have to give you pity. That was a horrible experience. Someone should have helped."
"Even if you do pity me, I'm still going to kill your friends. That hasn't changed."
Frisk made a face. "Yes it has. You've been stuck fighting Gaster for 277 battles."
"He keeps changing his patterns," Chara exclaimed. "Why is he doing that?"
"Uh... he knows about the resets and can remember it more clearly than even Sans. Not to mention, you did kinda kill his sons twice. I don't blame him."
Chara growled. "I don't care!"
Chara vanished from sight, filled with new anger.
Frisk sighed and began to count on her hands. "Three... two... one..."
"Death count, 278. You actually had me going there. I thought that I drove you to the edge. I guess not."
Chara reappeared. She was furious, but she also looked broken.
"You don't have to keep doing this Chara. You're just a kid, a kid with a horrible backstory," Frisk insisted. She floated over to Chara. "We can help you. My life hasn't been the greatest either, but these monsters helped me." Frisk smiled. "Surely the monsters were kind to you, right?"
Chara turned away. "They were, but that's not the point."
"Mom's already forgiven Asriel for the whole 'Flowey' situation. I'm sure she'll forgive you too," Frisk cheered. "Then we can all be a happy family. We can go to school, play at the park, each chocolate ice cream on a hot summer's day."
Chara turned towards Frisk slightly. "R-Really? Can we really have chocolate ice cream?" She tilted her head.
"Do you like chocolate," Frisk asked.
Chara nodded shyly. "Yeah. When my other mom was still around, she used to give me tiny bits of chocolate. It was a really nice treat for me." She thought fondly of the memory.
Frisk grinned. "Then maybe we can convince Mom to make a chocolate pie!"
Chara's eyes lit up. "Can we?!"
Frisk giggled. "See, you are just a kid."
Chara blushed and frowned. "No I'm not! I'm a creature of darkness that comes when you call it's name!"
"No you're not." Frisk smiled at Chara. "Come on Chara. Let's take you home." Frisk held out her hand. A tiny heart floated above it. "I found this floating around while your were telling your story. I think it belongs to you." Frisk looked at Chara with pleading eyes. "Just please come home."
Chara shakily grabbed Frisk's hand. "Er... f-fine, but I want that pie!"
"And you'll get it."
The world grew black. Both Frisk and Chara grew dizzy. They faded from the world of white.
Gaster stood over the body of Frisk. Sans did as well. They gave the body a worried gaze.
"so uh... how long is she going to keep standing there, do you think," Sans asked.
Gaster shook his head. "I don't know. I do hope that Frisk can gain control this time."
Sans nodded. "me too."
Frisk/ Chara's eyes snapped open.
"So, which one of you is it," Gaster asked.
Frisk/Chara smiled warmly. "It's Frisk."
Gaster and Sans hugged the child. "We've missed you so," Gaster muttered.
"Well what about me? I mean, really, you haven't missed me? What a shame."
The skeletons looked towards the sound of the voice to find another small child, similar to Frisk in age. She had pink blush on her cheeks. She wore a green and yellow sweater and a pair of jeans. She leaned against a tree, smirking at the skeletons.
"Chara," Gaster questioned. He stood in front of Sans and Frisk. "I don't know what you are doing outside of Frisk's soul, but you will not hurt them."
Chara scoffed. "Relax Old Man. I'm not going to kill anyone."
"then uh... why are you here?"
"Well, I'll have you know that Frisk talked me into not destroying the world and everyone in it," Chara stated.
Both skeletons looked at Frisk. "how'd you manage that?"
"Well, it wasn't just me. Losing to Gaster helped too," Frisk explained.
Gaster chuckled. "I'm glad I was able to help."
"But I listened to her story... and then I talked her out of killing people." Frisk smiled. "She's just a kid. She's just a kid who grew up in a bad situation."
"Oh." Gaster covered his mouth. "I am sorry to hear that."
Chara looked around. "Yeah yeah. Whatever. I was promised chocolate. I better get some chocolate."
Frisk giggled. "You got it Big Sis."
Chara blushed. "No! Don't use nicknames!"
Frisk gave Chara a sly smile. "You you're my big sister. What else would I call you?"
"Chara! Call me Chara, y'know, my NAME," Chara exclaimed.
Frisk giggled again. "Okay. Fine."
Sans and Gaster breathed a sigh of relief. "so uh... just know that if you try to kill people...," Sans started. Chara cut him off.
"Yeah yeah. I know. Bad time and such. I gotcha."
"Then let's go home," Frisk exclaimed.
Wowie! This chapter was bigger than I intended it to be. I guess I... overdid a part of it. Anyway, I do hope you liked it! The Chara situation has been taken care of! Hooray!
Sorry if my uploads are a little weird. It never says it updates unless I wait the FULL 24 hours, and I don't keep up when that is very well.
Plus, backstory time and Chara(ter)(The pun did not go unnoticed by me.) redemption time! Yay!
I mean, even Asriel says that Chara hated humanity and that the reason she fell wasn't a very happy reason, so this is my headcannon( Like I said, gonna keep doing this!)
Anyway, bye guys!