Determination (Charisk) [OUTDATED]

8 - ANGROPHOBIA

TW - Implied death, non-graphic major injuries

(FRISK POV)

     I woke up next to Chara, I had almost forgotten what had happened last night, just sitting there cuddling with Chara. All is good. Chara finally woke up, next to me.
     "Mornin' sleepyface." I said in my goofiest Chara impression. He chuckled a bit and looked down at me.
     "Mornin'." We just kind of smiled at each other.
     "Crap. I don't have any clean clothes, aww man!"
     "Look outside," he pointed to a pile of clothes outside the tent.
     "When did you have time to do that?"
     "I woke up in the middle of the night, realized we... you didn't have clean clothes and I did some laundry." He had time to be with me and do laundry, he's such a great guy.
     "Have I ever told you I love you?"
     "I believe so, yes." He gave me big grin. He kissed me on the forehead and patted my shoulder. "Alright Ms.Cuddle monster, I gotta get up."
     "Mmmmno." I held him tighter.
     "I can just unsolidify."
     "No yer not allowed."
     "Okay." But I had already fallen back asleep.
. . .

(CHARA POV)

     She was back asleep already. I love this woman but we have things to do, a surface to get back to, a future to have. But for now we just laid in bed together.
     I heard something. Shuffling outside. I leaned over to frisk and I poked the place where her shoulder and neck met, her sensitive spot. She awoke immediately with a quiet gasp. I motioned to be quiet and that something was outside. Her eyes widened slightly but she nodded. I became intangible and walked outside the tent wall. I looked to see a yellow, armless, monster child walking around. I became visible, but not solid, as it's easier on the body.
     "Excuse me," the kid jumped up and tripped. "You are kind of interrupting something." Frisk's head poked out of the tent's entrance." He kind of stammered and his face turned bright red.
     "O-Oh I didn't know I— this is just my usual hangout  I-I didn't know anyone was here and um, I'll just leave and um... okay bye!" He ran away and tripped, got back up and kept running. Problem averted. I walked over and sat by the lake. Frisk came over and laid down in my lap.
     "What was that about?"
     "I don't know, babe. He said this was his usual hangout."
     "I think he was one of the snowdin locals."
     "Ah." We sat there for a while just enjoying the sounds and view of the lake. Finally she spoke up after 15 minutes.
     "Hey."
"Yeah?" She stat up and pushed me to the ground slowly hovering over me. Her hair was hanging down and was on all fours above me. Her ruby eyes glittering in the shade. She started to lean down for another kiss, but before our lips could meet, she paused and pulled back some. There was a change in her demeanor. Her eyes weren't full of love anymore, they looked jaded. Her smile faded into a blank expression. Suddenly, her eyes widened and a look of shock fell on her. Before I could ask what was wrong, a bright blue spear shot through the gap between us. We both jumped back, her arm was still broken, but healing faster then anyone I've seen before. Just like her leg. The color drained from the area and swirled into another blue spear in the hands of a suit of armor.
"One more. One more soul and monsterkind will be free. You are standing in the way of that." The soldier in the armor held a blue spear in her hand. I knew from the Delta Rune brandished across the front of the armor that we were being attacked by a member of the Royal Guard. The Royal Guardsman threw it at Frisk. Absolutely not. It phased through my arm and I solidified myself when it was halfway through. I became fully tangible and visible at that point. The guardsman looked shocked. I unsolidified my arm and caught the spear.
"Frisk get—" She was holding her sides, eyes wide and shaking. She started murmuring something.
"don't hurt." She started getting louder. "don't hurt don't hurt don't hurt"
"Frisk, are you ok?" I was worried, scared even.
"Humans, cease your foolish-" How dare them. Frisk is clutching her sides like she's in a straight jacket now.
"¡¡Cállate insolente porcina!!" I didn't even care that the Royal Guardsman couldn't understand Spanish. "Can't you see she's not okay? Frisk, hey. Talk to me." The soldier looked shocked but stood their ground. Frisk got even louder.
"NO DONT HURT DONT HURT DONT HURT NO NO NO DONT HURT"

Somewhere inside me, I don't know where, I knew that Frisk wasn't saying 'Don't hurt me'

She was trying to say 'I don't want to hurt you.'

A spear whizzed by my face, giving a slight cut across it. I caught it midair as it was headed towards my Frisk. Black goo swelled in my eyes and leaked from my mouth. I pulled my jacket over my pajamas, as I hadn't changed yet. The Delta Rune crest was embroidered on the upper left side of the front. The soldier gasped as she saw this. Suddenly I assaulted the soldier with all of my might. I eventually stabbed a spear through the thigh of the armor, forcing a kneel, and through the calf . Effectively pinning the assailant to the ground in agony. There felt like there was very little resistance, which made no sense as I knew how well Royal Guard armor is forged. In fact, the longer Frisk had been freaking out, the stronger I felt. Like I was more grounded in reality. I looked back at Frisk, this link between our SOULs felt stronger, like feeling the warmth of a wildfire on a cold night. In my distraction, I failed to notice The Royal Guardsman summon another spear. She plunged the glowing blue weapon clean through my ribcage. I stumbled back. I coughed up blood and my vision was swimming crimson red.

     I don't remember having blood.

     I could hear Frisk laughing maniacally. I fell to the ground, pushing the spear further into me. Frisk picked it up and started walking towards the pinned and cornered soldier. She had a malevolent smile across her face. She wasn't okay, I tried calling her name but all that escaped my flooded throat was a low gurgle. She was twirling the tip of the bloodied spear on her finger. She started up in a faint, blurred, voice. My hearing was failing.
"So, you and your team of soldiers, the ones papyrus was talking about, have the gall to intrude on my privacy, hurt my other half, all to capture my SOUL, huh?" The soldier was still screaming in agony. The red hair behind their helmet was flowing in the wind. "Just so you can escape this crappy hell hole. Ya'know, some lady, with the same symbol you brandish on your armor so proudly, told me, she could not save a single child. So tell me, brave warrior, how many innocent children had to die before you could achieve your skewed goal, huh?"
     "Six." barely escaped the soldiers' mouth as Frisk cleaved the soldiers abdomen with the hilt of the blood-stained spear. I saw myself walking towards her.
"Bueno nena, estoy feliz. I'm glad you're okay. Now End her." Me and frisk hugged and kissed as I watched from the ground. That wasn't me. At least, I hope it wasn't. They broke from the kiss and Frisk plunged the spear into the soldiers left eye as my vision went blurry. Everything about this was wrong. I heard a wet noise as I closed my eyes for the last time. Not even a second later. I heard the distinct noise of the last present I got from Azzy. 'The Dust-Forged Riel Knife'. Why would I be hearing that? I never even used it more than once. I felt a wave of power whoosh by my face. Smells like raspberries and betrayal. I heard a relaxing tone and felt the cold wind on my face.

Snail Fact #5:
Snails are incapable of wearing hats.