Frisk POV, the next day…
I groaned, waking up in a soft bed… wait, what, bed? The last thing I remembered was falling asleep in Fluttershy’s arms. “Finally, you’re awake! We need to get outta here, the purple one message their princess,” I heard Flowey say to me.
“Oh no, what if they find her?!” I said in a panic, sitting up quickly. “They’d set her free by accident, then noone could stop her!”
At the moment, Twilight came in. “And who is ‘her’?” She asked curiously. Panicking, I grabbed Flowey, turning and running out a window. I jumped out, and almost broke my arm, if Flowey hadn’t sent vines down to slow our descent.
A white mare came out then, wearing a white roman gown with suns on it. “And what are you doing, little filly?” The one I now recognised as bi-Celestia said.
“G-going out to play,” I said nervously. She gave me a look, before seeming to accept the excuse… but not before ordering four pegasi guards to watch over me from above.
I didn’t like this. “Y-y-you d-don’t need to wa-waste your g-guards on me, y-your royalty, y-you need them more!” I said hurriedly. Celestia was about to consider it, before Twilight busted out.
“Are you insane?!” She shouted, panting. While Celestia and her guards were distracted, Flowey nudged me, and I nodded, bolting with him outta there. I felt something try to pick me up, and felt my red SOUL come out.
The world around me went black and white, with only Celestia and Flowey in my sight. Celestia had a rainbow SOUL in front of her chest, and was looking around in shock and surprise. “Child, what is this?” She asked, seeming to be rather calm despite the situation at hand.
“I-it’s w-w-what h-happens w-when magic i-is used on m-me… I-i’ll let Flowey explain…” I said, before turning to the little Flower, idly pressing MERCY. “And no lying,” I whispered to him with a glare. I did not need a genocidal flower on my hands, there was a maniac in my head for that.
The flower rolled it’s eyes at me. “Alright. You see that little heart there? That’s your SOUL, the very culmination of your being. Try and keep it safe, I’d be a little bad if it broke.”
“A little bad?” I asked with crossed arms. “Look at you! You can barely feel after losing yours, Azzy,” I said. The flower winced a little, slumping.
“Thanks for the reminder…” It grumbled sadly, instantly making me feel bad.
“I-i’m s-sorry Azzy…” I said, hugging the overly large flower. Celestia was calmly watching.
“So this is my SOUL, and that is yours?” She asked inquisitively.
“Yes, these are your SOULs. Yours is a special one, reserved for ageless beings that aren’t monsters, and that one in front of Frisk is a red SOUL, for DETERMINATION. The most powerful of the SOUL types, there is only one user per universe… though outsiders can muck with this rule.” The flower said.
Celestia looked at the SOUL with a tilted head. “And what does this soul do, Flowey?” She asked the little yet big flower.
“It lets the user rewind time if they die.” Flowey said. The Flower wasn’t technically lying, but also didn’t reveal with whole truth. I let it slide because of this, wanting to keep the other properties of DETERMINATION a secret.
“For a filly to have such power…” Celestia whispered to herself. I shifted nervously.
“To end the battle, there should be a button to your right. It’s called ‘MERCY’. Press that to end the conflict,” Flowey instructed. “And never press fight, unless it’s a spar, which initates the ‘low health battle end’ rule, or do you want to corrupt your SOUL.”
Me and Celestia pressed it, Flowey pressing it’s own too, and the color returned. “What happened? You were surround by magic, and we couldn’t get any closer!” Twilight said, guards around her. Immediately, the guards flew at Me and Flowey.
Celestia acted quickly. “Stop guards!” She shouted, making them paused mid air. I was trembling, and Flowey wrapped me in a viney hug.
One of the guards, from now on known as Sgt Jackass, spoke. “But princess, this monster should be dealt with!” He argued.
“Oh, she’s not a monster, she’s a human. Me, on the other? I’m a Monster without a SOUL. If you want a fight… come at me.” Flowey said, using the scary face.
I hugged it back. “F-flowey, no fighting, please,” I whispered. The flower sighed, face returning to normal and simply hugging me still.
Sgt of the Jackassery spoke then. “See? We should eliminate both of them, she must have used dark magic to make that flower!” I could feel flowey restraining itself.
I heard the voice in my head acting up. “Go on, let me free! They deserve it!” It shouted. I held my head, curling up as a headache formed.
“N-no, I-i w-won’t let you free,” I whispered to myself, Flowey hugging me a bit tighter.
At that moment, I heard the princess speaking. “Who won’t you let free?” She asked in an accusing voice.
“I think it’s time for a LOAD, Frisk,” Flowey whispered. “Things are getting too out of hand.”
I shook my head to it. “If it get’s worse,” I whispered back, before standing. “I-i w-won’t l-let a evil free,” I said, hoping that’d be enough for her. “I-i have i-it contained, b-b-but it gives m-me headaches, sometimes,” I said to them.
Again, the most Jackass of Sargent's spoke. “We should attack her to weaken the demon!” He said.
“You IDIOTS, that’d set her free!” The flower shouted, summoning some pellets to act as a wall between us and them. I was getting scared and angry at this whole situation, this being my downfall.
A menacing, familiar voice rang out through the area. “C’mon, Frisk I’ll protect you. I’ll even spare the weed! JUST SET ME FREE DAMMIT!” The voice shouted. I clutched my head as the ponies froze, feeling the headache worsen, before I passed out.
In a dream…
I groaned as I woke up in what looked like a dark abyss. Across from me, Chara stood. She looked ten. Much bigger than me. Chara walked over, and I felt pain as she grabbed my hair, lifting me up into the air. I struggled. “You will set me free, dammit! I will not be fucked over by a five year old!” She shouted, blackness dripping from her eyes.
“Never! I’ll never let you destroy another timeline!” I shouted back with defiance and DETERMINATION fueling me.
Chara slammed me into the ground. “You will, or your dreams will be forever nightmares!” At that moment, of all people, Flowey appeared. The flower seemed to be strained to be here.
It offered no words, simply grabbing Chara and comically tossing her into the ground, making sure I was safe. Chara pulled out a knife. “Guess it’s time to whack a weed.” She snarled.
Flowey gave her no chance, picking her up and tossing her deep into the mindscape. “F-frisk… m-make… mindscape… lock… Her… in…” The flower panted, before vanishing. Frisk used the door amv thing for her mindscapes defense before throwing Chara into it.
“NO! This isn’t the last you’ve heard of me!” Chara shouted in fury. I was panting, unable to do more, but glad it had some defense now. I felt myself start to wake up, a white light overtaking me…