"Make A Move" - An Undertale story.

2- Frisk

Gaster and I were walking to Snowdin. I thought I could trust the guy, he seemed nice. He explained that only a select few people could see him in every timeline. Sometimes it's only Chara. Then in others it's Chara, Zero, and Frisk. This timeline, it was only Chara and myself, but only because he had my SOUL. I had once asked him why he couldn't just give my SOUL back, and he replied by saying that if I had my own SOUL, then Chara could just kill me and take it again. Yeah. Good point, Mr.Skelly-guy. Good point. 

We heard voices up ahead. 

Nope, not good.

"WELL... TH-THAT'S NOT WHAT I WAS EXPECTING. BUT I... I STILL BELIEVE IN YOU, HUMAN! I KNOW... THAT YOU... CAN STILL DO BETTER"

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Oh ships.

I ran to where I heard Papyrus' voice. Once I got there, it was too late. His scarf was laying in the snow, moving occasionally with a breeze. And standing over it was none other than...

Frisk?

That's right. The pacifist child KILLED Papyrus. Or, was it realy Frisk? Nope. It wasn't.

Frisk looked up at me, twirling a knife in one hand. He smiles, and actually opens his eyes for once.

Red eyes. I've seen Frisk like this before. 

Chara.

I growled, and must've been Frisk's next target, because next thing I know I barely dodged an attack. Frisk looks at me, and smirks again. "I'll save you to be the LAST to go" And then he left. Just walked along his merry little path of pure death and destruction.

This is just great.