Disbelief

Shattering Glass

The faintest of shadows stood before Chara. Not so much physical, the memories of Papyrus and W.D. Gaster stood before the demonic child. The effects of Frisk's soul was so powerful that just imagining these two was strong enough to bring them back in a light form. They weren't physical, but could make physical contact, as shown from Chara's sore head from when Papyrus struck him. They stood idle. Their eye sockets were both empty as they just seemed to stare off into the distance, losing themselves in the environment around them. They were motionless. Chara couldn't see or sense anything radiating off of either skeletons. There was no aura pouring into the air. In fact, Chara could barely see Papyrus. Gaster was easier to spot considering 95% of his body was consumed in a black cover. Papyrus, on the other hand, was much harder. The light color of his chestplate and bones made him nearly translucent if the pseudo-sunlight wasn't shining on him. The only distinguishable part that was easy to spot were his boots scarf.

"God damn, this is annoying." Chara muttered under his breath. He was beginning to lose his temper because of all the things that were constantly getting in his way. Chara took one step forward. First, there was silence, then the sound of something soft hitting the ground. Chara looked over to his left. Only a few feet away, his entire right leg had somehow managed to end up at the wall. He looked down and widened his eyes. In fact, Chara's right leg was missing. Red blood oozed out of the massive wound. The thick, crimson drooped down with loud thuds. Dropping his knife, Chara let out a primal scream of pain. He fell on his back and grabbed onto the flesh that was closest to the wound. Chara's fingernails dug into his skin as his grip tightened and the screams held back. Instead of the red liquid, a black substance slowly dripped out of the cut skin. The substance extended over to the detached leg and began to slowly drag it towards Chara. He then held up the knife against the sunlight on his chest. Only three inches away from his, Papyrus's blank face was staring directly into Chara's eyes. Papyru's jaw snapped out of place, extending far below what seemed possible, and he lunged forward. Luckily, Chara managed to push his body off to the side. The detached jaw snapped back into place with a sickening crack, breaking the tiles of the ground where Chara laid only a few moments ago.

The detached right leg reconnected to Chara's body. Almost immediately, the black ooze began to work on putting everything in place. The knife-reflected-sunlight shined on Papyrus's body. The massive skeleton slowly rose off the ground, his skull snapped backwards a bit too far than what seemed normal. Papyrus's crimson fingertips grabbed hold of his empty eye sockets. With a loud snap, his skull was forced back in place. Like a rusted cogwheel being forced to turn, Papyrus's skull ruggedly inched towards Chara direction in small, rapid snaps. The rest of his body turned quickly and loosely, his arms dangling towards the ground and his body slouched over. Chara's leg was fully attached back to his body now, but before he could put it in use, the skeleton charged like a wild animal. His arms violently swung side-to-side as he took massive steps towards the child. Chara raised himself off the ground and attempted to jump to the side, but his feet didn't bulge. He looked down and saw that Gaster's hands were holding Chara in place. With no other option, Chara cut off both feet and fell off to the right. He moved just fast enough to get out of Papyrus's way. Papyrus's body had crashed into one of the massive marble pillars. Like a machine, he got back up and prepared to charge once more. With Chara incapacitated, he had no way out.

The skeleton charged once more. Chara's shadow began to viciously sprout out black hands that attempted to stop, or slow, Papyrus. They wrapped around all over his body, but did nothing to stop his charge. Chara's eyes widened as he fell back. He pushed both arms out in front of him, encasing both in the black ooze, to act as a shield.

"S-s-stop!" Frisk yelled in a panicky tone. Chara could feel the force of the wind push against him. The intense aura of death surrounded his body. Making a small gap between his arms, Chara peeked out to see Papyrus completely still. He stopped in the middle of biting down, his teeth just barely touching Chara's arms. Chara realized he was crying. His tears were small, but very evident. He wiped away the tears and looked over at Frisk. "Pa-papyr..Papyrus! Ga-gaster!" Frisk yelled out in a stuttery, broken voice, "S-stop, stop, stop, stop!" he yelled rapidly, "D-don't hurt, no hurt, wait stop, I can't--" Frisk slammed his hands on the ground. "N-no more h-hurt...hurting, h-hurting is goo...go...good thou...though... S-shut...shut u-up right n..n-now!" It were as if Frisk's mind was split into two different mindsets and personalities battling over control. Frisk continued to yell out gibberish. Chara, completely confused, stood up after his feet were reattached, and began to slowly walk over to Frisk. He dropped his knife and walked even slower. At the sound of the metal clattering on the ground, Frisk's gaze snapped at Chara. Chara stood still in fear, but examined Frisk's face to see if he could find any hint of what was going on. Frisk's left eye was emitting off a colorful mist in extreme amounts. The colors were rapidly changing and the white of his eye was switching between black and white.