Cory's P.O.V

It hurt. Frisk's fangs were cold, and sharp. I began feeling light headed from the blood she was taking away. When she let go of me, I felt a change. I felt different. I felt... better than ever.

But that didn't stop me from slipping out of consciousness.

He looked just like me. But he was radiating that heat, just the same as Fraier does. "Hi Cory. I'm Craina. I'm your soul," the boy said.

"How am I talking to my soul?" I asked.

"Because it's a story. Ur I mean... because, it's needed for the plot. Um, it's scripted? Ah forget it just shut up and listen to me."

"Okay."

"Because Frisk was the pacifist out of the two of you, you already carry with you your dark half. When you are turned into a vampire, the other half of you takes control. This is the reason Frisk is evil. Froslin is not the soul she has mained, Fraier was."

"You know them?"

"Nuh-duh, I'm connected to God who's connected to every good soul."

"Oh. Then what's the name of my other soul?"

"I'm Chara!" another voice said. Another boy stood next to Craina who looked just like us. "After the whole Underground thing, I'm slightly more tame. I'm still your dark side, but I don't do things because they're fun like Froslin does. I do it to protect myself and others."

"Now, I'm going to be taking control over you. You are immune to turning truly evil, as you have a good soul and a protective soul," Craina said. "And we're going to stop Frisk."

I woke up on the cave floor with Frisk sitting next to me. "What...? I-I..." I rubbed my head. It hurt.

"You're a vampire now!" Frisk exclaimed.

Then I remembered my dream. "Not like you." I sat up. "I'm not heartless like you, Froslin. And I will stop you, and we will be happy again. Now, where are the other two?"

Frisk threw her head back and laughed loudly. "They... are... MINE. If you won't eat them, I will. They are NOT... leaving... this cave... ALIVE!" she said. You could tell by her tone of voice that she'd lost her mind. Frisk giggled. I stood. And I left the cave.