Geno

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I couldn't do anything but watch as Frisk had to save me, save me and her sister... But, did that bitch have to attack them? Damn was she annoying.

She panted heavily as she finally turned to me, her eyes wide and angry.

"Finally!" She cried out, her eyes dripping some disgusting black goo. "Just me alone, again... My fifth partner gone." She growled, marching over to me. She seemed really angry at the idea of loosing another partner like that.

I turned my eye to Reaper, his face twisted in a snarl, he looked to be wanting to move forward, but Blue kept him back... Which was good.

She went to swing at me, but a red blur stopped her. This red blur had enough strength, or momentum, to throw the greasy woman away from me.

Then came a giggling laughter that had once haunted my dreams.

"Seems like you never got the memo, bitch." Chara smirked, tilting her head up some.

The red haired girl looked human... Felt human. Her eyes were no longer a red color, instead they were more of a hazel-copper color. Her skin was a little more healthy in tone too.

Everyone seemed to have stopped, confusion on the supernaturals' faces.

The merciless assassin turned her head to me, her smirk softening some.

"Hey, Cide." She gently twirled a knife in her hand. "Sorry 'bout the cut... Frisky will help ya." She muttered, her eyes going lax as she spoke.

Subtly, the hazel-copper faded to a more honey brown color, becoming more peaceful. The shift between them was subtle, but was quick. The only thing that stood out as odd, was the fact the green sweater with the single yellow stripe changed into a blue sweater with two purple stripes.

The smirk on their face faded to a more gentle smile, the knife vanishing.

Frisk giggled softly, it sounding so happy and carefree.

She then reached out to me, carefully placing her hand on my chest, right where Corrupt had slashed.

Fiery pain erupted from the wound, but I was able to move again!

I grunted some as my knees gave out on me. Thankfully, the brunette was able to catch me.

She placed me on my knees, letting me siting back some.

"Rest, old friend." She smiled, her voice loud and clear.

I shook my head some with a weak laugh.

"Damn did that cut hurt." I grumbled.

The sweet human laughed gently, her calmly patting my head.

"Do not worry, old friend, that pain is nothing compared to others." She said, almost happily.

I gave another laugh.

"Like bing whole?" I raised an eyebrow.

I got a happy nod, her smile relaxing some.

"It has been long since we were one." Gently, her arms wrapped around her torso, her hands gripping onto the sweater.

I smile some, standing up slowly. Pain flared from the horribly bleeding cut, but I was mostly unfazed by it. The worst of the pain had passed while I paralyzed.

I lightly patted Frisk's shoulder, carefully pushing her over to our friends.

"I can handle her."

The human nodded, quickly going over to our friends.

A horrid giggling, chuckle came from the monster.

I look to her, her lips pulled into a disgusting Cheshire grin. It honestly looked like her skin was breaking apart...

"You! Can handle me!" She laughed cruelly, almost like she found it funny! "You can't do-"

I had enough of her bullshit, so... I sent some bone attacks at her.

The bitch barely had time to dodge them, plenty of them scrapping her.

Her grin fell into a sneer.

"How-"

I threw more bones at her, more this time.

Unlike before, she couldn't dodge them all, she was forced to use her scythe to break a few. She was still hurt though.

"You know... I'm annoyed with you," I took a step forward, wiping blood that was dripping from my mouth. "I suggest you run."

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