For The Life Of Us

1.) Beginning(?)

Frisk

Again. I had done it again. I had reset again, but it was different this time. This was the first, and last, time I would do this. Sans had warned me not to. I cried when I killed him. More than the others, more than anyone else... he was so special. His last words were " i get i' kiddo, but they ain't worth it. but i guess if you wanna SAVE 'em too 'en ok." And he left. I hated killing them all...but Chara deserved to be saved too. Flowey had said this was the only way to reach them...he had told me that my last run, after he came back as ... him. He begged me to SAVE them. I didn't know what to do but he said that if I did this I would have saved everyone! But I had to kill them all first. I didn't know if I could do that. The first time I killed a monster I cried and cried and then reset and cried some more. But I was DETERMINED to SAVE them, to SAVE Chara. So here I am about to fight Asgore again, but this time I'll kill him... I didn't know if I could do that... I mean I could, I beat sans! He was the hardest ever...but mentally? Killing Asgore would be the hardest thing. I knew he didn't want to fight. I knew it and I knew he didn't deserve it either. It was the only way though... So I entered the stone archway, looked at the barrier and Asgores' sad face, and gathered all my DETERMINATION. Asgore noticed the DETERMINATION on my face and sighed heavily, "Human. It was nice to meet you...good bye." And I whispered in my small voice I barely had... "I'm sorry."

~time skip~

I cried into Asgore's cloak. Stopped crying it was worth it. I could reset with Chara and save them all, then I'd never reset again... But Asgore was dead now.  All he ever did was show me kindness.  In this timeline he hadn't even known me that well and was still nice.  I cried a bit more and set his cloak down preparing to reset when everything went black. I was in the void. Instead of the regular menu appearing Chara appeared. "Well then. I didn't think you had it in you. The only reason I'm here though is to kill you for what you've done!" and with that they launched a volley of attacks as complex as Sans' but faster and more erratic. After killing Asgore I easily had enough ability to dodge all of the attacks and walk closer to them. They swung their blade at me time after time and I just dodged.  Chara grew angry and screamed "FIGHT BACK YOU BITCH!!" I simply smiled with tears in my eyes and dodged as they walked closer so they could cut me in two. As Chara and I kept this up it seemed like forever before the goop stopped coming through their mouth and eyes. Funny I didn't notice that before. Once that stopped, they were just their normal self. Red eyed but that was normal for them. They just screamed at me, and threw their knife at my face which I dodged.  Chara Looked at me astonished. They sat down, pulled their legs up to their chest and wispered "Just do it." I smiled and looked at them. I walked slowly up to them and stuck my hand out. I never really use my voice anymore because I think it sounds bad but Chara deserved it and I knew they would need the extra push. Besides they weren't looking at me."Even you deserve to be saved" I croaked. They just looked at me and began to cry.

Chara

"Wh-what?" I stuttered looking at Frisk. I'd never cried before but for some reason I was. I was crying and just looking at them. Frisk just kept their hand out and then opened their eyes. They were the most amazing blue I had ever seen. Wait did I just think that? But they were so blue and all they said was the same sentence, "Even you deserve to be SAVED."

Frisk

Chara stopped crying after a while. They just sat there curled in a ball asking me 'Why?' Over and over. I didn't have an answer so I gathered all my DETERMINATION and prepared to show them. I sat down next to them and crossed my legs. I picked Chara up and set them in my lap and held them. They were just afraid and angry at the world for leaving them alone all this time. Chara just needed some love to replace the LOVE they had received through the years.