Your POV
I watched impatiently and worried as I see Frisk being consumed by Hatred, not even Schatten could keep up with her.
"Frisk.." is all that came out of me. "Core! Frisk, isn't there anyway for me to speed up my healing?!"
Core! Frisk just stared and seemed a bit scared.
"I'm sorry.. I just.." I clenched my fists.
My body's still glowing, I took my soul out and saw it still repairing itself. I guess I also have regenerative powers like Schatten, just not as fast.
"Damn it.." I said to myself "DAMN IT."
I fell to my knees as I saw what Frisk became, it's all my fault..
Frisk's POV
"What's wrong Schatten?" I mocked "Can't keep up with my movements!?"
I kept slashing and throwing knives towards Schatten, he can't keep dodging forever.
"What's with this girl, where did all of this power come from??" Schatten panted for air.
"Tired already?" I summoned knives around him "Don't worry, this will be over soon."
Schatten froze in place and looked terrified.
"N-No!" he pleaded "Don't kill me!"
"..." I raise my hand "Die."
I point my hand towards Schatten's direction and every knife I summoned shot towards him. With more knives appearing replacing those that shot towards him. I could hear Schatten pleading and screaming in agony, telling me to stop. What's the use of his regeneration if my knives are faster.
"STOP!" Schatten pleaded one last time "STOP IT, STO-"
Schatten stopped screaming as a knife finally struck his soul. I stop the barrage of knives and walk towards Schatten's deteriorating body.
"..." I snap my fingers and a knife appeared "Let me put you out of your misery."
I threw the knife towards the one that pierced his soul, causing his soul to shatter, his body immediately turned to dust.
"...!"
I fell to my knees grasping my chest, I can feel myself losing control of myself.
You are filled with HATRED.
Chara's POV
This feeling, no.. How..
"Something's not right." I grasped my chest "I can feel hatred."
"What?" Sans said in a serious tone "Don't try anything-"
"No, it's not me.." I said in a worried tone "It's coming from Frisk.."
"Frisk?" Sans' eye glowed "Why would Frisk be consumed in hatred?"
"Please Sans," I said in a serious tone "Frisk is in trouble."
Sans walked towards me and grabbed my shoulder.
"Let's go." he simply said and teleported us away.
*A few seconds later*
"Woah.." Sans looked in shock "What happened here.."
"Frisk happened.." I said turning around "No way.."
It was Frisk, she had a red aura around her, what happened..
"Frisk!" I yelled out to her.
She didn't respond and just stared at me.
