Colors Of The Soul

Ch. 11 The Protectors

Her hand reached out. Inky smiled a little and took it gently in his.

"I don't travel like your Sans does, so you don't have to close your eyes." He turned from her, and one of his hands began to glow with a mix of colors, and he waved it before him. The moment that he did so the area before him began to swirl with a myriad of colors that was like looking into a kaleidoscope that just never seemed to stay one color. It was every color that could be and more. Her eyes followed the patterns with her eyes it was awe inspiring. It was art in motion like dancing. He looked over at her and smiled at her expression.

"Beautiful isn't it?" He gently tugged her to the swirling colors, and they left behind the house that she had arrived at, the colors seemed to swirl around them but then faded to what looked like white. In fact in nearly every direction now there was just white. There didn't seem to be an up or a down or any real defining thing. There wasn't even a floor! They were just sort of floating there.

"This is the Anti-Void." He moved as if there was a floor, and she found it was possible to act like there was one, but it was... weird. She tested the floor. She glided her foot across, and she swirled around and spun. This area was soft to her feet. He let go of her hand, allowing her experience the entirety of how the Anti-Void worked or seemed to and with a slip, she found herself upside down... but she wasn't hurt. There really WAS no floor.

"Ummm... I like hanging around, but I feel this world is topsy-turvy." He laughed and moved over to her, he gently grasped her waist and turned her back right side up again.

"This place can be a bit much if you're not careful. Anyway, follow me." He walked off.

"Sorry I tend to break the rules...." It made her heart ache to say that.

"Well, there aren't many rules to be had here. So don't worry about it too much... although I have to admit... I don't think Aria would be happy I brought you here. She thinks I'm... erm..." He seemed to be struggling with the proper words.

"Sweet kind of paintful " He started to laugh again.

"Those too, but that wasn't what I was looking for." There didn't seem to be much point to where they were walking since everything looked white to her, but after a moment he stopped.

"Ah, here we are." He reached forward and touched something she couldn't see until it appeared it was..... A zipper?!?!

"Okay... you have hung around too many Sans..." She could entirely see her Sans doing this.

"Well... truth be told. I AM a Sans."

"I had a feeling you look a lot like him..."

"Most of us do, but there are some exceptions." He pulled on the zipper and the white part seemed to separate, but more like a curtain then a normal zipper. Beyond was a single room with a bed in one corner with colorful sheets and a crystal sphere that sat on a table. It sort of looked like one that con people used to "tell fortunes" with.

"Gypsy crystal...?"

"Not exactly, come on, before trouble finds us." He tugged her inside. The "curtain" falling closed behind them. She was shocked to be pulled by him. Maybe Chara was right not to just allow a stranger take her places. Frisk would be that kid that would jump into the windowless van saying "free candy." He released her hand, however, and walked over to the crystal, humming a little to himself as he did. There were a couple of chairs near the table, and he sat in one then motioned for her to sit in the other. Regardless of Chara's grumbling in Frisk's head, so far Inky was true to his word. He hadn't hurt her. She slowly moved to the chair and shifted it to the other side of the table and sat down. Just for safety not that she could escape anyway.