((Welp. It's official. I am UnderTale Trash.))

It was an odd feeling, knowing you were about to kill someone. It was like you were about to perform a spectacular play. You were either super nervous or getting ready to steal the show. For Chara, it was the same old, same old. He would kill Asgore and take his soul. Then he would leave this awful place forever. Maybe even tear the petals off that stupid flower.

Stop...I don't want this.

Chara rolled his eyes. He was trying to escape. "Little late for that now, isn't it?"

I didn't want that! You didn't need to kill them, you monster!

Chara just smiled. "You see that you may be able to stop me! It fills you with determination." He sneered. "Go ahead. Use that DETERMINATION to try to escape and gain control." He laughed.

S-stop!

"Face it kid. We killed practically everyone. All that's left is him. Even if you did take control what would you do?"

I...I'd reset!

"You're too scared."

No! I'd reset and make up for what you did!

"Good luck with that. Our decisions carry over into the next reset. It's hopeless. But let me guess-that just fills you with DETERMINATION, doesn't it?"

The child inside of him was silent, his struggle for control growing more and more weak.
Chara gripped the knife. Almost time. Time to go home.

He pushed open the doors to the final corridor. The words, "THE HALL OF JUDGEMENT" were engraved upon the door. He walked in, an amber glow coming from the large stained glass windows. The boy paid little attention to them, however.

"Heya. You've been REAL busy, huh." He heard a voice say.

Chara rolled his eyes. "Oh. It's you." He said, turning to greet  the skeleton leaning against the pillar beside him.

Sans smiled grimly. "I told you your actions have consequences. But let me ask you a question-" He closed his eye sockets. "Do you believe even the worst person can change? That no matter what you've done,  everybody can be a good person if they just try?"

Chara took a step forward. 

Sans chuckled. "Heh...Well here's a better question;" The skeleton turned to face directly at the child. Chara held back a shudder as he felt as if his sins were crawling down his back.

"Do you wanna have a bad time? Because if you take another step forward, you're really not going to like what happens next."

The child stood there, as if thinking about what to do. Please...just listen to him... Chara sneered and took a step forward.

Sans sighed. "Sorry, lady. This is why I don't make promises." The child pulled out his knife. Sans laughed. "You know, it's a really nice day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming and kids like you," His left eye shot open, glowing a bright blue.

"Should be burning in Hell."

He lifted his hand and a magical aura surrounded the child, lifting him off the ground and throwing him into the wall. Chara sneered and began to get up. "Good. You'll prove to be a lot more interesting than your brother." He sneered, his eyes glowing red.

Sans let out an angry roar as he blasted the kid with another attack, which the child dodged easily. Chara swung at him, missing by inches due to Sans' dodging. "Oh, challenging too." Chara sneered, gripping his knife.

Sans  was sweating. This kid was better at this than he thought. "What?! What are you fighting for?! To go home? To kill more people?!"

The boy laughed a small chuckle, before it began to evolve into him howling with laughter. "O-oh god Sans! That's the funniest joke you've said yet! Ha Ha!" He said wiping a tear from his eye. "Don't you get it? There is no reason. This is my timeline. I'll do what I please with it. This is my playground and you're my toy in the sand box. There isn't a reason other than I want to." He said, his eyes flashing a dangerous red.

"But about you, Sans? What are you fighting for? Is it just revenge? Or are you trying to prove something to yourself?"

"I-I...I don't know what you're talking about."

"Face it. You're the weakeat enemy in the whole Underground. You have powers, sure. But it doesn't make a difference.  I barely remember killing your brother."

Chara towered over him. "I doubt I'll remember killing you."

Sans watched him lift the knife up, prepared to deliver the final blow...

....

...

...

... but it never came.

Sans opened his eye sockets weekly.  The kid was still in the same position, but he was trembling, as if he was holding onto something.

"Wha-?! What are you doing!?

I-I'm DONE being your prisoner! I'm not letting you take another innocent!"

Sans watched in horror. Was the kid...fighting with himself?

"Ugh! Stop it! I'm in control here!

N-No! Not anymore! You're in MY body!"

Sans could see his eyes flashing red or a soft brown. He stood up, readying another attack.

"Let go!

GET OUT!" The child screamed before a light engulfed him and began to split apart. Sans opened his eyes as the light had dimmed to see the child sitting on the ground beside a shadowy figure of someone who looked like him.

"What have you done?!" The figure screamed.

The child didn't respond and instead looked at the ground. The figure roared and leapt at him. Sans shot a magic blast at it making it shrivel up and disapeer. The child looked at it than back at Sans. They stared at eachother before the kid broke into sobs.

"P-please...d-don't hurt m-me!" he sobbed. "I-I'm s-sorry!" He cried.

Sans blinked, his eye loosing it's blue haze. "Um..." He said.

The kid cried loudly. "I-I didn't m-mean to k-kill them! H-he wouldn't let m-me s-spare anybody!" He cried.

Sans sighed. Don't give him mercy. He killed Papyrus, you're one family! "I-I..."

"I-I...I'm sorry. P-Papyrus...Undyne...Those knights...That weird dog thing....I'm so sorry everyone." He cried.

Sans sighed and walked towards the kid. The boy stiffened as he felt arms around him.

"It's ok. I-I forgive you." He said, tears in his eyes as well.

EDIT

"You know, I never got your name, kid." Sans asked helping the child up.

"It's Frisk, and I'm going to fix this." He said, tracing a rectangle in the air before it formed a button with the words RESET on it.

"What are you-"

"Thank you Sans. Now I can finally fix this timeline. For good." Frisk said raising his hand to push the button.

"Frisk wait-"

FILE DELETED. NEW GAME?

YES.     NO.