Chara's POV (finally someone elses pov 💀)
As Y/N reached his hand out towards me, I had already teleported to the yellow corridors, the same one where my blood gets splattered everywhere in the hands of her chainsaw. It always hurts, but I can't just not come. It would very likely make the universe glitch, causing it to collapse onto itself... and that would mean the death of all of us, without being able to come back like normal.
Even after seeing it so many times, timeline after timeline, I can't bear seeing a lifeless Y/N drop on the floor. It's... unlike Asriel. I care about him in a different way, and I don't know what it is. It's like... a feeling I never felt for anyone else. Well, not the same way, I guess. I kind of feel a connection with Asriel, mom and dad, but the feeling with him was really different from the feeling I have with them.
Whatever the feeling was, I couldn't let that distract me. Even though I know eventually that maniac will eventually land a hit and make me fall down dead, I couldn't let that happen without a hell of a fight.
I got into position and awaited her arrival. As I waited, all I could really think of was Y/N. What could our lives be if we didn't have this... asshole ruining everything for us...? Why couldn't she let us stay on the surface? We could of had a happy ending, but no, she decides that killing everyone over and over again would entertain more than having a actual life. I really don't get this girl at all... how long has it been since the first genocide...? 1 year...? 2 years...? A century?
I remember that genocide so well in my head. I remember falling asleep in the surface, but as I woke up... I realised I wasn't in the surface anymore. It was a lot colder, and my room was different. Asriel bursts through the door, informing me that a human had fell. I knew what this meant, but I had only assumed that she just wanted to live through the experience again. I... never thought that she would do what she did... and of course... I saw everyone I loved die... I saw myself die... but we always came back to life.
I snap out of my thoughts as I hear footsteps slowly getting louder. This was it. My last minutes before I die, but its not like it would be permanent anyways.
Soon enough, the murderer stands in front of me, covered in dust, as usual. I used to call her a "pretty mirror" as she looked so much like me... but calling her "pretty" or comparing her to me at all would be crazy.
Chara: You know whats happening already.
The world turns black and white, as usual. I use my first attack, which Frisk dodged with ease. She's done enough runs to have memorised basically all my attacks.
Knives were being thrown around as if they were toys in the hands of a 5 year old. I was able to kill Frisk once in a while, but as usual, death doesn't mean anything to her.
A knife impales Frisk in the soul.
Reset.
A giant chaos blaster beams her in the head.
Reset.
A large plant tentacle stabs her throughout her body.
Reset.
Frisk falls down from a platform and impales herself in a floor of knives.
Reset.
The cycle of Frisk dying and coming back continues, but each time, she gets closer to hitting me. I felt the chainsaw getting closer and closer to hitting my body. Once it even cut off some of my hair. But its not like I've never experienced worse before.
I felt my movements slowly get slower as I got more tired. The girl just wouldn't stop trying to attack me with her chainsaw. There was no such thing as a break. She wouldn't even stop to heal herself when she's obviously hurt, which just shows how much she wants to see my body drop dead on the floor.
I still don't understand why she does this. Maybe the first time was out of curiosity. Just maybe. But then she did it again. And again. And again and again until all our entire lives were being killed by this maniac. Its honestly really sad, too. Before she came, I remember having some goals in life too. I wanted to help the monsters escape the underground, find true love, and even try finding that one person who saved me from those humans that was about to kill me. I mean, I guess he was apart of the group too, but I guess he had a change of heart or something.
But now, all those goals, those hopes and dreams, were all shattered in a instant as this maniac first dropped down. She came with Y/N, but he doesn't have memories of the resets. He only remembers this timeline. But I'm kind of confused about how he knew that Frisk killed Rei. I guess the scarf around my neck makes it pretty obvious, but how would he know Frisk did it? He could of thought that I backstabbed my own brother (which is crazy I would never do that; I am NOT from dustshift 💀), or could of thought he killed himself with the electric trap himself.
I snap out of my thoughts as I sensed a chainsaw about to hit me, which I was only just barely able to dodge. A piece of my hoodie got cut off and revealed a large chainsaw cut that was bleeding out a lot. It did hurt, yes, but its not like I've experience worse. I knew my time was near, but I continued fighting. I was getting more and more tired by the second, and Frisk was able to dodge everything I threw at her at this point.
Metal clashing sounds could be heard throughout the area, yet they slowly lessened as less knives were being summoned. I felt myself drop onto my knees as I ran out of energy. I couldn't dodge or attack anymore, and its not like my "special attack" would do anything. Frisk would just attack me either way.
I saw Frisk smiling as she slowly walked closer to me, starting her chainsaw engine back up. I knew this was the end, so I braced myself for the attack. I closed my eyes as I imagined being cut in half by the chainsaw. I've experienced it too many times, and every time, it hurts as hell. You'd think I had gotten numb to pain by now, but thats not how this really works.
I sensed Frisk right in front of me now, and took a deep breath as I sensed the chainsaw on top of me.
I'll see you soon, Rei.
Ding!
Miss
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