Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

94 - ISOLATION

(FRISK POV)

I kicked and pleaded and screamed.

"CHARA! HELP! GET OFF OF ME! STOP!" She reached out to me, but was blocked by Grand Magus Knight Knight. You will answer for your crimes, Knight Knight had said, back at the CORE. Passerby stared in silent curiosity. Some were fearful, some were happy. But none of them stood up to the Royal Guard. As soon as we stepped out of Waterfall City limits, my 'personal escort' grabbed strange crystals from pouches in their belts.

The crystals cracked in their grip, and soon we had been transported to a completely different place. I was being carried off to God-knows-where. I could tell from the pure amount of magic in the air that I was underneath the Castle. There was a particularly potent source of magic just a few miles off. There was so much going on, my ESP was basically screaming at me.

    No amount of yelling or fighting could save me now. I was magically shackled and put in a prison cell. It was dark, damp, and stuffy. Like it hadn't been used in quite some time. Inside, there was a bed, a sink, a toilet, and a desk. Everything smelled like mildew.

     This... This isn't how I'd thought it would go. We were supposed to approach the castle and talk with Asgore directly. We were going to talk about Chara's fate and the future of monsterkind. Make peace with the surface. Haha, I guess that was just a fantasy. Power of friendship and all that. How naive I was to think it would be that simple. Now I'm going to die. And so will the surface.

     Before I could beat myself up further, I collapsed from exhaustion onto the provided prison cot, and fell asleep almost instantly. They woke me up less than an hour after I had fallen asleep earlier, and I guess I didn't have any energy for panicking at the moment.

(CHARA POV) [F]

"How am I supposed to forgive you?" I asked him. It was early in the morning now, and I had almost a full night's rest to move past my initial anger. Now, we were ready to talk.

"I... don't expect you to."

"Why did 6 innocent people have to die? By your hand?" He looked down into his cup of tea.

"There are no innocents. Not anymore."

"That's a lie and you know it."

"Any person. Any of them could have stood up to the injustice we were facing—"

"I disagree." I was trying my best not to lash out. I'm so glad I took an extra 2ml of Patience today. "If the old High King of Humans was as brutal and ruthless as the stories say, then anyone who spoke against the king and his methods would've been executed. There was no room for speaking up."

"What about when we... when we lost you and your brother? Someone could have prevented—"

"I... Don't remember how he died. When I died, and he absorbed my SOUL, that was it. I woke up instantly next to Frisk at the entrance to the Underground. But I doubt that if someone could kill a boss monster who had absorbed my SOUL, it would be the same situation. There was no 'standing up to injustice'. I don't understand why you keep clinging to the idea that inaction is just as worthy of punishment as action."

"Perhaps you can't understand. How it feels, to lose that which you hold dear."

"Don't I?! You and your goons kidnapped Frisk, only to what? Publicly execute her? Become god?"

"I was talking about Asriel." That was the point where I snapped. No amount of patience could keep back the anger, guilt, and sadness that his death holds over me.