Chapter 2: The group

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Fumikage Tokyami was doing homework when suddenly, he remembered his dream he had last night. There was a kid who was scary looking, he couldn't move and, Dark shadow wasn't there either. The kid was about to kill him when he woke up. But from what? A sound? Dark shadow sure didn't wake him. Then what did?
Kyoka Jiro was training her earphone jacks. She was running and trying to hit all the targets by either hitting them with her jacks, or, with sound. Suddenly, something came to her mind. Her dream. About a kid who was surprisingly pretty strong, and defeated her in one go. Thinking about it made her lose thought about what was happening in reality. Which caused her to slip and fall. She recovered quickly and continued training.
Tsuyu Asui was sitting in her room, wondering about the person in her dream. She thought about her dream very carefully. Trying to remember every detail. She wrote what she remembered in her Dream Jornal, rereading it over to herself. She was wondering if her and the kid could be friends. They looked way younger then her but still, she thought that there must be a reason for the kid to be fighting. She kept writing, coming up with more questions in her head.

Sans woke up, in his bed. Breathing hard. Trying to remember what happened in the last timeline.
Genocide.
That's what happened last time. He was killed. He was with his brother when the kid reset. But why? A million questions went through his head at once. Thinking things slowly.
Chara woke from her deep slumber. Determination, woke them up. (Chara doesn't have a gender so, for this story, chara's gender is a girl.) Chara saw a child in a bed of flowers. Wondering what had happened. As she finally gained her memory of the previous timelines, she relies what had happened. The last timeline, was a genocide route. Chara was ready for anything now. Pacifist or Genocide. But for some reason. This time felt different. She didn't know what it was but, she could just feel that something was off. But she just couldn't find out what.
Frisk woke from the bed of buttercup flowers. Chara was with him. He sat on the ground feeling that something was wrong. (Frisk has no gender so it's just going to be a boy.) He looked around to see if anything changed. Nothing had. Its just the same old same old. So he kept walking to see if anything has changed beyond where he was.
He found Flowey muttering words to himself, that he couldn't make out. When Flowey turned around to see Frisk standing there behind him.
"Hey, idiot! Do have a reason for some weird thing going on?" Flowey asked. Frisk tilted his head not knowing what was going on.
"Smiley trash bag was not walking around in Snowdin forest today, he also wasn't knocking on the door with Toriel today either. Do you have an explanation?" Flowey explained. Frisk shook his head.
As the two were talking, Toriel was coming to see if a child had fell yet. She saw that Frisk and Flowey were talking and thought it was a threat. So right in the middle of Flowey's sentence, a fire ball hit him.
"What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor inocent youth. Greetings, I am Toriel. Caretaker of the ruins. Come my child. I will guide you through the catacombs. "Toriel introduced herself. She seemed a bit more down then usual. Then Frisk remembered what Flowey said. Sans hasn't knocked on the door yet.
The ruins seemed nice and the same as before. But when he got to Snowdin forest. Things were a little different.

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