Frisk is gender-neutral in this one-shot

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Frisk walked forward, shivering. They knew was was going to come, they knew that they were going to die. Over and over again.

Just let me do it, Frisk

Frisk couldn't let her take control. Who knows what would happen. They shook their head and continued walking.

Memories flooded their mind. All the deaths. All their friends...they murdered them in cold blood.

Frisk wiped their dusty hands on their pants, trying to stall.

They didn't want to fight him. They didn't want to kill him.

Hurry up Frisk

Frisk sighs, and walks, seeing the save point.

They reached toward it, saving.

They slowly walked forward. And there he stood.

The skeleton that Frisk never knew much about. He stood there, his face still in that permanent grin.

"heya." His voice was the same, but Frisk could hear a layer of hatred on it.

"you've been busy, huh?"

Chara pressured Frisk to move forward, and they did.

"i have a question for ya." he said, "do you think even the worst person can change, that everyone can be a good person?"

Frisk moved again, causing Chara to grin.

"heh heh heh heh.....all right."

"well, here's a better question," he says, "do you wanna have a bad time?"

"'cause if you take another step forward, you are REALLY not gonna like what happens next."

Frisk stepped again, though almost immediately regretting it.

"welp." he shrugs, "sorry old lady."

"this is why i never make promises."

Frisk is pulled into a battle, the gleaming red heart floating in front of them.

"it's a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming... on days like these, kids like you..."

His eyes go black, empty.

Like me

"s h o u l d b e b u r n i n g i n h e l l . "

Frisk's soul goes blue, and Sans throws it down. Frisk jumps up when he pulls the bones put of the ground. They turn red. Frisk goes though a pathway, getting hit. Frisk cries out in pain as they felt the bones piercing their soul.

They get hit with gaster blasters.

Then.......

G A M E O V E R

Frisk!!!

Frisk wakes up, gasping, at their save point.

I'll give you another chance

Frisk nods and goes back up to Sans.

"heya."

"you look frustrated about something. guess i'm pretty good at my job, huh?"

This time, Frisk avoids the first attack, but is at ten HP. Karma slowly depleting it.

"huh. always wondered why people never use their strongest attack first."

   That was his strongest? Wow

   Frisk rolls their eyes and eats a Legendary Hero.

   They somewhat avoided the next attack, only getting hit a few times.

   Frisk ran forward and tried to slice their knife across Sans' chest.

   He dodged it.

   "what?" He said, winking, "you think i'm just gonna stand there and take it?"

   1 DF 1 AT
The easiest enemy. Can only deal 1 damage
Can't keep dodging forever.

   Chara's voice echoes in Frisk's mind.

    You only need to hit him once

   Frisk kept dying, and they kept coming back. They kept attacking, he kept dodging.

   Until....

"ugh... that being said... you, uh, really like swinging that thing around, huh? ... listen."

"i know you didn't answer me before, but... somewhere in there. i can feel it. there's a glimmer of a good person inside of you. the memory of someone who once wanted to do the right thing. someone who, in another time, might have even been... a friend? c'mon, buddy. do you remember me? please, if you're listening... let's forget all of this, ok? just lay down your weapon, and... well, my job will be a lot easier"

Sans is sparing you

Frisk's eyes widen. Chara can be heard in the back of their mind.

Frisk, don't do it. Don't

Frisk drops their knife and falls to the ground.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, Sans." They sob.

"... you're sparing me? finally. buddy. pal. i know how hard it must be... to make that choice. to go back on everything you've worked up to. i want you to know... i won't let it go to waste. ... c'mere, pal."

He approaches Frisk, and suddenly, a bone shoots out of the ground, killing the human instantly.

G A M E O V E R

geeettttttt dunked on!!!
if we're really friends... you won't come back.

Ugh, Frisk. Asriel was right, you really are an idiot.

Frisk was sobbing uncontrollably, and they were completely vulnerable.

I'll kill Sans

Chara took Frisk over by force, since the human was vulnerable, it was fairly easy.

'Now,' Chara thought, 'let's murder this bonehead.'

She entered the battle, and survived. Only getting hit a few times.

She attacked Sans when he tried to spare and she kept attacking.

"huff... puff... all right. that's it. it's time for my special attack. are you ready? here goes nothing." Sans huffs, after a bit.

Chara waited, but....

Nothing happened.

"yep. that's right. it's literally nothing. and it's not going to be anything, either. heh heh heh... ya get it? i know i can't beat you. one of your turns... you're just gonna kill me. so, uh. i've decided... it's not gonna BE your turn. ever. i'm just gonna keep having MY turn until you give up. even if it means we have to stand here until the end of time. capiche?"

"WHAT?" Chara shouts, causing Sans to shrug.

"you'll get bored here. if you haven't gotten bored already, i mean. and then, you'll finally quit."

"i know your type. you're, uh, very determined, aren't you? you'll never give up, even if there's, uh... absolutely NO benefit to persevering whatsoever. if i can make that clear. no matter what, you'll just keep going. not out of any desire for good or evil... but just because you think you can. and because you "can"... ... you "have to"."

Chara glares at Sans, clutching the knife in her hand, her soul just, just floating the in box.

"but now, you've reached the end. there is nothing left for you now. so, uh, in my personal opinion... the most "determined" thing you can do here? is to, uh, completely give up. and... (yawn) do literally anything else."

Chara tried to move toward the FIGHT button. She was teleported back.

Chara sat down, setting the knife down beside her, watching Sans, who was slowly falling asleep.

Then, he was fully in the dream world. Chara smirked and grabbed the knife....

No. No. NO!

She hit the FIGHT button, then launched herself at Sans, trying to hit him.

He dodged.

"heh, didja really think you would be able-"

Sans was cut off as Chara sliced her knife down his chest, blood pouring out of the wound.

"... ... ...so... guess that's it, huh? ... just... don't say i didn't warn you."

Sans got up, Chara and Frisk could now clearly see his wound.

"welp. i'm going to grillby's. papyrus, do you want anything?"

He moved out of sight, and a few moments later.....

Your LOVE increased

"See, Frisk?" Chara said, aloud, "that wasn't that hard."

Frisk stayed silent.