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Another one bites the Recycle Bin

1:12 PM
05/16/3272

Dimension 9 - Undertale
Planet Earth - Mt Ebott
The surface

Music
Super Mario Sunshine - Sirena Beach

While City Hawk 723 and the group of Monsters were talking things over, Michael decided to sit back and enjoy the scenery, but he wasn't alone. "What's up?"

"Oh. Hey, Sans. How have you been?"

Sans shrugged his shoulders. "Eh."

"{That... That's it?}"

"I don't really have much to say."

Michael sighed. "I know what that feels like. Reminds me of when one of those mistletoe things got hung up over me and Samus..."

"I see." As they talked, the skeleton took out a bottle of what looked like ketchup and... started drinking it, earning a very confused look from the Pilot.

"Uh..."

"What? It's not like you have a craving for ketchup too, don't you?"

"Ketchup? No. But I do have a beverage preference." Just like that, a different bottle appeared, containing a clear liquid, which he began to sip down. "Ahh... Good ol' H2O."

"Seriously? Water?" Sans chuckled.

"I prefer to be healthy. What do you expect?"

The skeleton nodded. "Fair enough."

"{It's nice to relax every once in a while.}"

After a bit more silence, Sans asked another question. "Y'know, I've been meaning to ask you something... Your Ghost has a name, yet other Ghosts don't. Why is that?"

"Not true. Rocco isn't the first Ghost to be given a name, nor is Osiris's Ghost, Sagira."

"{Don't remind me of... her.}"

"Sagira kinda... overlapped my Ghost's consciousness, taking over his shell when we tried to revive her after she was found on Mercury. It's a long story."

"Interesting. Who's Osiris?"

"Before I was brought back, Osiris was known as the most powerful Guardian in history, but when I learned how to control my abilities, I may have... surpassed Osiris. He was exiled because his ideals nearly destroyed us. Nowadays, he's been exploring a strange place created by the Vex; a reality engine is known as the Infinite Forest, a planet-sized prediction engine, simulating trillions of realities in parallel, all geared towards a single Vex purpose. Its Mind, Panoptes, had the purpose of reshaping reality for the Vex, and only the Vex. If the Vex succeeded, neither Light nor Darkness would exist anymore, the sun's warmth would be gone, and all life would be lost." Michael explained.

"You saved all of existence in your world...! You have my respect."

"Thanks. Just doin' my job. By the way, Ink Sans and Error Sans kept calling me a 'Sans'. Y'know anything about that?"

"They might've thought you were another version of me. Honestly, I can't see why. What happened to your arm and leg anyway?"

"Painful memories and experiences I'd... rather leave in the past." His facial expression was... unpleasant, so Sans decided to drop the question and ask a different one.

"So these 'Titans'... You 'Pilots' are normally given one, yet you have... eleven?"

"Ten. One of them was... destroyed after the Cabal attacked."

"You mean that one you called 'Ardy'? Lemme tell ya, that's a weird name."

"{Not 'Ardy', RD-1539. Romeo-Delta One-Five-Three-Nine. Titans normally go by their chassis numbers, but some Titans are given an alternative identification. For example: Samus's Titan, ZV-9372, was named Arc-Rod.}"

"And what AUs have you visited?"

"Well, I've visited AU 242 on the IMS Olympus, AU 217 in Skytown-"

"{Alternate universes, not Aurora Units.}"

Sans looked confused. "'Aurora Units'?"

"Biological supercomputers."

"I see."

Music
Metroid Prime 3: Corruption - Dark Samus in the Heart of Phaaze

Suddenly, Michael felt a cold chill travel up his spine, causing the Pilot to rush up onto his feet in alarm, getting everyone's attention as a result.

"Michael, is something wrong?" Gaster asked.

"I felt it... Something twisted and evil is nearby. We're not alone! Be on your guard!" Rocco provided Michael with his Pilot armor, weapons, and equipment before disappearing. The rest of the Fireteam donned their gear, ready for anything, while the Shadow readied his Darkscythe, its blade glowing with Ascendant energy.

With City Hawk 723 ready to fight if need be, the monsters gathered in the middle, surrounded in a tactical defense formation.

It was then that a strange crimson mist consumed their surroundings. At first, they saw nothing, heard nothing. Eventually, a silhouette could be seen in the fog, but there was something off about it. Even as just a silhouette, there were still visible facial details, albeit basic. A simple upward curve and two vertical lines could be seen on the head. A red-colored basic smiley face, which was a very... disturbing sight.

The Fireteam aimed their weapons at the silhouette, ready to open fire. "Identify yourself!" Michael ordered.

In response, laughter was heard as the silhouette came closer. It looked like a teenager with a green and lime striped shirt and brown pants and shoes. The facial expression was... severely disturbing, and it wasn't even close to natural. Her face had an enlarged mouth that passed the cheeks, releasing a strange black substance. The eyes were bottomless pits of evil, leaking the same black fluid.

"Who... WHAT are you?!"

"Chara..." Sans breathed out.

"'Chara', huh? What do you want?" Michael demanded.

"Genocide."

"Genocide will not occur as long as we hold the Dimension Key that leads to this world." Spyglass proclaimed.

"A key, eh? Interesting." It was then that the demon pulled out a knife, glowing a dark red. Seeing this, Michael pulled out his Data-Knife, ready to use the Super of a Bladedancer, the Arc Blade. He rethought his approach, put away the Data-Knife and began building up Solar Light for the Dawnblade Super; Daybreak.

The two stood against each other, ready to strike at a moment's notice.

Music
none

It was as if the world itself stopped to observe what was taking place. Pilot Michael W Johnson, a force of good and creation, against Chara, one of evil and destruction.

For a while, they stood still like statues, waiting for the other to make the first move, and with dozens upon dozens of battle plans formulating in Michael's mind, he would be truly ready for anything.

Music
Metroid Prime 3: Corruption - Gandrayda Boss Theme

The Pilot was not the first to attack. Chara lunged at him with the glowing dagger. With sharpened and hypersensitive senses, Michael counteracted the attack, landing a punch to the face with his left fist as the knife barely grazed the ablative armor on his right shoulder.

The demon was sent flying, immediately recovering after hitting the ground. "You're good, I'll give you that. Nobody's ever counterattacked me before." Instead of responding verbally, Michael formed the Daybreak. Chara looked on in surprise and wonder. "A sword made of fire? Fascinating."

Once the glowing knife and the Daybreak collided, the smaller blade simply shattered into tiny silver cubes, carpeting a small spot on the ground. Chara held what was left of the knife up in disbelief before it shattered as well, silver and grey voxels falling out of her hand and onto the ground.

It was at this point that Michael deformed the Daybreak, shifting the Solar Light to form the Hammer of Sol. He threw it at Chara, who just had barely enough time to move out of the way.

The flaming mallet returned to the Pilot's hand, ready for another throw. Toss after toss, Chara avoided the Hammer of Sol, until a small rock spike shot out of the ground, causing her to trip, leaving her an open target for one last strike.

Music
Metroid: Zero Mission - Boss Defeated

The Hammer of Sol broke through Chara's body, leaving a massive hole in her torso. She looked down, seeing black and red cubes fall out of the gaping hole in her form. Chara slowly looked back up, her facial details now normal for a human being, but the expression was that of fear.

Michael took off his helmet and looked her dead in her ruby eyes, the Eye of the Traveler aglow. "Go back to Hell, and never return." She fell to her knees and shattered, voxels littering where she once stood as the fog cleared around them.

Music
Super Mario Sunshine - Sirena Beach

Just like that, Michael's Pilot equipment vanished, leaving him in his civilian clothing. "Welp, that takes care of that!" The Pilot went back to where he was sitting before Chara arrived and popped a squat, leaving everyone else speechless as to what just happened.

"Michael, can you please explain what just happened?" Gaster questioned.

"Rocco?"

The Ghost appeared, knowing exactly what to say. "{Well, you see, some of the worlds we've visited through the World Gate were made of self-sustaining data. The rest were, like our world, made of matter. Upon my observation, it seems that a being of matter killing a being of data with a Light-based attack causes the being of data to break apart into these small cubical voxels. We refer to this as 'Derezzolution'. Your Chara has just been Derezzed.}"

"Well, that was something to watch." Sans stated.

Chara... Derezzolution

See you next time.