Undertale: Guardian on the Surface

Ghosts of the past, Tramatic Stress

I sit on the cliff of Mt. Ebott, where we first escaped the Underground together. I watch the sunset and sigh to myself. "Why do I always Fight everyone?" I sit in a ball as I look over the cliff.

"I'm sure you don't fight everyone." I hear a female's voice say behind me. "Just those who deserve it."

"If that was true, Chara, then why does it upset Frisk every time I do?" I answer.

"What about Mom? Or the smiley-trashbag?" She asks.

"They're understanding." I answer. "I don't kill anyone." I stand up and feel the tears running down my face. I wipe them off before turning to Chara.

"Better then what we did." She says and I see her leaning on the doorway to the Underground. "Maybe she's worried that you'll start accumulating a Level of Violence."

Only if I need to, but I don't go killing people for fun. Just defense." I answer and she looks at me curiously. "What?"

"Why do you have a lv of 12?" Chara asks.

"I got it from stopping both of you." I answer. "It never went away."

"Does Sans know?" Chara asks, a slight grin showing on her face.

"Of course he does." I answer. "He's just as confused as I am, even his attacks don't do their karmic retribution on me."

"That's incredibly weird." Chara says.

"Oh crap!" I say as I realize I've missed my training with Sans and the others. "Now I'm behind!"

"Behind?" Chara asks.

"My training schedule, I'm behind on my training." I say as I stomp my foot in frustration. "Undyne won't forgive me."

"I have an idea, why don't you train in the Underground?" Chara says and look at her. "What?"

"Try to possess me like you did Frisk, and you'll find I'm not as kind as she is." I tell her then walk into the gateway. "I'm only doing this because if I don't train then I'll be behind and slack off."

As Asriel and I finish our homework and now are outside getting ready to train our magic abilities with Mom, Toriel. "Remember, my children, let the magic come to you. Trying to force it will only put unneeded stress on your bodies." I bring up my hands as flames come off them, and Asriel draws his swords. "Very good, now show me what you can do with your Magic." I move my hands in circular motions as balls of flames appear like Moms normally would. Asriel aims one of the swords at Mom, and a star launches towards her. She blocks everything with her flames and smiles at us. "You both are coming along very nicely, my children." She smiles and Asriel grins.

"We're going to be the strongest of all of us!" He says and I shake my head. "What is it Frisk?"

"Nothing, Azzy." I say. "Just remind me of our older brother."

"Mom, why doesn't Branden train with us?" Asriel asks.

"My child, he's a little further ahead of both you and Frisk, at least in terms of magic control." Toriel says. "But eventually when you both have a better understanding of your own magic, maybe you can join him and Undyne with their training."

"Really?!" Asriel asks in complete excitement.

"Really, punks!" We hear a familiar, deep voice say as we turn and see the fishy scaled monster walk in to our backyard with the skele-bros, Sans and Papyrus.

"Howdy, Tori." Sans says.

"Hello, Sans, it's a pleasure to see all of you again." Toriel says and we all get in a circle. "What brings you to our home though? Shouldn't you be training?"