UnderStory

One More Left...

  Their small dusted leather shoes crunched against the snow...their eyes shone the color of crimson red....Frisk is thirsty...blood-thirsty. And they are looking for the only other person who can "bleed".... Jane. They smiled when they saw the familiar town of Snowdin. Luke- Jane's brother's sky-blue scarf... half-buried in the snow and dust, it waved in the wind like a friendly blue flag. Frisk brushed the dust aside and wore it around their neck as if it was a trophy. 

 "One. More. Left..." They smirked continued walking into town. 

  Jane and Matt walked out of Grillby's, they scanned the town and saw no sight of any living being. But wait....a familiar blue shone in the far distance. Jane's right eye gleamed a bright radiance of violet. "Luke...?" she called in a shaky voice. 

  Matt pressed something on the device on his wrist and withdraw two hand-attached blades. "Keep your guard up...it could be a trap." 

  Sooner, a pair of noticeable red eyes gleamed. "Chara..." Jane murmured. Cɧąŗą was the murder-ghost who possessed Frisk...and the first human who fell into the Underground. They were taken in as the King's own kin....and treated as the prince of the Underground. A terrible story happened...and now they're after Jane. "Just GREAT."  She frowned and spoke. "How far are you going to take this...Chara? How many RESETS are you gonna use to kill me?" 

  Chara brandished their knife and grinned horribly. "Enough to break you..." 

 "You know that's never gonna happen." She answered back. 

  Chara's gaze shifted to Matt. "Oh I see....he's your knight in shining armor." 

 "Joke's on you...because I do have 'shining armor'." He flicked his wrist and metal plates started to build around his body until it made a full body armor. Jane could sense him grinning beneath that heavy suit. 

 "pfft..." She stiffed a laugh. 

  Chara grew impatient and swung their knife at Jane. She barely dodged it and got a cut on her hoodie. "Stay behind me." Matt said as he stood in a defensive position. 

 "I know what I'm doing-" Before she could say wolf-face, Chara swung at her again and missed. 

  Matt started firing bullets at Chara from his otherworldly-armor. The bullets were shot from retractable mini guns on the sides of the armor's shoulder plates. "Do it now." he said in an ordering tone. "Over-protective..." She mumbled as she scrambled behind him. "What was that?" He turned around taking his helmet off to reveal his face. Chara leaped into the air. 

 "I said- look out!" She pointed as Chara smiled evilly, ready to carve his face off with their knife.  Matt punched them away before they could and winked at her. "Watch me." He smirked. Chara was toppled off the ground and landed face-first into it. The impact was hard enough to cause a huge cut across their face. Blood bleeds from the open wound as they stood up, clutching their knife. They ran at him as fast as their tiny human legs could and attack with an incredible strength. 

  Matt summons a purple fog around Chara, blurring their sight. He disappears from one spot and appears to the next. He laughed maniacally as Chara looked confused. Matt appeared in front of them before they could react and was ready to attack them with the blades....his eyes shone a bright red as he grinned. Jane grabbed onto Luke's scarf and pulled, nearly suffocating Chara to death. They choked as tears came out of their eyes...Jane let go of the scarf so they could finally breathe. 

  The purple fog dispersed as Matt's eyes return to their original forest-green and smiled at Jane. "Nice team work." 

 "Don't mention it..." she replied briefly. 

  Matt got down on one knee before Chara so he can look at them directly in the eyes. They were already badly injured....blood spluttered out of their mouth as they talk. "I'll come back and kill you...every. last. one." 

  Matt stabbed them in the chest, blade  protruding out the back. "Famous last words." he said coldly. He dropped a gem-stone onto the body, sucking away Chara's soul. Frisk regained the control of his body...but he's dying. His eyes the color of dark chocolate as they looked into Jane's indigo-colored. "I....I'm sorry...." he wheezed as his small, child-like hand rested onto Jane's cheek. "Buddo..." Jane smiled as her eyes started to conjure tears. "You can do the right thing...I...believe in you....I promise....."

  Frisk smiled at her....his hand collapsed to his side and stopped moving. 

 "Frisk....?" No response. "Frisk?!" silence....

  A white, bright light shone in her face.