Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

59 - CONFRONTATION

A/N: This chapter contains a lot of heavy topics. Viewer discretion advised. Thank you.

(CHARA POV)[M]

     While I was standing outside, I took out my SOUL, it floated in front of me. It was in the unlocked position. Something felt off, though. I couldn't quite explain it. It's was almost like... Some thing was wrong with my DETERMINATION itself.

Memories hit me like a brick wall. The reset. The genocide. My involvement. Usually I only get flashes of what happened after Frisk reached LV 20, but I was seeing the whole picture. She... She wasn't in control of her actions I know that, but she systematically found them all. Sans and Frisk, they.... Not to mention that, but Frisk has been showing signs of something very familiar recently with her passing out, and her coughing up black blood... Did she... Has she been to the VOID?!

"This...is a lot to take in." I muttered to myself.

"What is?" Frisk had left the village, with enough colored pieces of cardboard to build a castle the size of New Home stuffed in her pockets.

"N-nothing. It's..... Anyway, what's with the cardboard?" Frisk sighed.

"They called them 'Temmie Flakes' and they all wanted to give me them, I couldn't just say no!"

     "...Right. Well, we'd better get going, it's getting pretty late, and I wanna get some sleep before my TRAIT stabilizers wear off. I don't really want to be using them constantly."

"Right. Yeah, no, I understand. Let's get moving.

We walked for a long time. Something feels wrong. I can't quite put my finger on it. Maybe Diitii is being too quiet? No, that's because of the Stabilizers.

Maybe it's because of my new memories? That can't be it, I have no reason to be angry with Frisk, she's working hard to redeem herself.

"Hey, you okay Chars?" Frisk put her hand on my back almost roughly. She had put her hand on one of my wound areas. I winced in response, only for a brief moment.

(FRISK POV)

He winced in pain. I quickly took my hand off his back. Why would he be in pain from a single touch? And why on his back? Don't tell me...

     "Chara."

     "Y-Yeah?"

     "Does your back hurt at all?"

     "N-No.."

     "Then why did you flinch when I touched you?"

     "..." Chara stopped walking.

     "Chara. Show me your back."

     "Frisk."

     "Chara... Please." He sighed and pulled up the back of his shirt.

     There were what seemed to be small cuts and scrapes, as well as bruises and— Are those magic wounds!?

     "Chara?! What the hell is this? What happened?"

     "I don't want to talk about this right now—"

     "You don't want to talk? How long have you been hiding this from me?!" Chara snapped.

     "OH, YOU WANT TO TALK ABOUT HIDING THINGS!? WHAT ABOUT YOUR VOID POISONING, HOW LONG WERE YOU PLANNING ON KEEPING THAT HIDDEN!?" I froze.

     "h-how did you—"

     "It's pretty obvious. Fatigue, Dizziness, Coughing, Black tears and Coughing up Black Blood. I've been through all of that before, and you were just expecting me not to notice? Frisk, we're supposed to trust each other."