Chara’s new home
Intro

Darkness… it had surrounded me in many forms for my entire life. It made me depressed and mistrusting when I lived in my old village, eventually making me become… suicidal as well. It surrounded me when Asriel and I accidentally poisoned dad with buttercup flowers. It made me go over the edge with hate against humanity, causing me to try to kill the humans we saw when we started our plan. It’s what surrounded me for years after the failed plan, keeping me in a state of near death, remaining barely conscious in a coma like state.

It’s what controlled Frisk, and influenced me.

When I was woken up with Frisk’s determination, I was surprised and slightly confused. I was now awake as a spirit, following this kid through the ruins, unable to leave them. I was also filled with a sort of hope, the hope of a second chance, no matter how small. That hope was crushed however, when Frisk attacked that froggit. I had seen them attack the dummy beforehand and just assumed that they were confused about what to do, but this was clear murder. They had killed the froggit with no hesitation, no change in their neutral face except for a small look of curiosity and achievement.

I only noticed the strings after we killed Papyrus.

By then I had started to join in on this, helping with the mass genocide of any monster that got in our way. Our gold, EXP, and LV had all been rapidly increasing while doing so, helping me kill easier, giving Frisk advice, and even taking over in some moments. Even so, the death of Papyrus had left me a little shaken. He had believed in us, wanting to help us become better. It had ticked me off that Frisk had just walked away without care, and that caused me to lash out against them, trying to attack them with my ghostly form. They didn’t even notice, continuing to move on, just entering Waterfall. However, some of the energy from my attack had hit the strings, causing them to become visible as they vibrated. Confused, I had floated over to them and tried to make sense of them. It was only when the battle against Undyne started that I realised what it meant. Someone was controlling Frisk.

I tried to end it then and there, but before I could do anything, I felt a horrible sensation. It was like a switch was flipped inside my mind. Much of my remaining desire to be good and stop this genocide went away, being replaced by my previous hate and glee for killing. I tried to resist but the power was too much, and suppressed me. Gaining all of the EXP from Undyne when she died was the final blow, fully bringing me back under the dark influence of the controller.

It stayed this way as we continued butchering monsters, all the way to the palace. But then we were faced with our final monster to kill, Flo- Asriel, my brother. This is where the few strings attached to me broke, all of my hate flooding away. I couldn’t kill him. I put my foot down, refusing to do this. I couldn’t kill my brother, my best friend. However, in my emotional rebellion, I had forgotten one important detail. The controller didn’t need me to kill Asriel, just Frisk.

So I watched in speechlessness as Frisk repeatedly slashed at Asriel, each swing destroying more and more of him, until there was just a small scattering of plant matter. That’s when a new darkness surrounded me, cutting me off from Frisk and the outside world. This gave me time to think about what happened, and form a plan.

10 minutes later

I stood in front of Frisk, facing them with a slightly creepy smile.

“Greetings.” I said, my dialogue beginning.

“I am Chara.”

“Thank you. your power awakened me from death.”

I continued talking to Frisk and the controller, keeping their full attention on me. Little did they know that I was already at work, using the determination I had to form crude yet effective magical knifes, all behind Frisk.

“At first, I was so confused, our plan had failed, hadn’t it? Why was I brought back?”

…

“You. with your guidance, I realized the purpose of my reincarnation.”

“Power”

“Together, we eradicated the enemy and became strong.”

“HP. ATK. DEF. GOLD. EXP. LV.”

“Every time a number increases, that feeling, that’s me.”

“Chara.”

“Now we have reached the absolute. There is nothing left for us here. Let us erase this pointless world, and move on to the next.”

Then for the first time since I met Frisk, I saw a clear emotion on their face. Indecision. Was Frisk fighting back? Was the controller starting to doubt their motives? Or…

The last possibility filled me with rage. They wanted to be able to toy with the underground. They wanted to be able to reset so they could do this again!

It was then that they made their decision. They chose to erase the world.

“Right… you are a great partner.” It was then when I flashed my ‘creepy face’, letting my eyes be filled with darkness as I continued to smile at them. “We’ll be together forever, won’t we?”

It was then when I struck, sending the couple dozen magic knifes I had flying towards an unsuspecting Frisk. A sound resonated throughout the abyss, similar to that of a soul being split in two before shattering.

Meanwhile

"What the hell?!?" I yelled as my view of Frisk and Chara suddenly erupted into static, with the last thing I saw beforehand Chara looking like she was from a creepy pasta and attacking me. I knew that this was going to happen, it always does in the genocide route. What made me shout was that as this happened, the connection between me and Frisk got severed, leaving me in the dark about what was happening.

Was there a glitch of some kind?

...

There is a glitch... she knows. I should've kept a better eye on Chara after I reasserted control over her when Undyne died. I had thought that after that, I had her permanently under my control, especially after she killed Sans. When she refused to kill Flowey was a big alarm that I didn't listen to, and the fact that I knew about the genocide ending previously should've made me at least properly secure the connection to Frisk.

'It doesn't matter now.' I thought as I started to turn into a huge mass of shadows and darkness. I advanced into the screen of the magical computer that I had been 'playing' from, entering it as I made my way towards the prize I just lost.

Author's Note

This is the start of that new short story I've been talking about! I hope you all like it!

Stay determined folks!