He could hear voices everywhere, strapped to the chair. Talks about future plans, talks about lives, talks about the experiment. How to control a SOUL, etc. Lucas felt the sweat covering his head, the inevitable daily testing creeping around the corner. It had worked, indeed, he felt it. He looked at the clock. It read 7:50 am. He squirmed, freeing his hand from the bonds. There was no telling who was behind the glass, it was a one-way mirror. He extended his hand towards the clock. And the clock rewinded, going back to 6:50 am. He heard muffled shouting, confused, scared chattering. Why? Because the boundary of a SOUL has been broken.
He could control time.
The light returned, eyes squinting at the sudden jolt that shook him awake. He seemed to be at a river, the waterfalls soothing his anxiety. His brother was nowhere in sight, and there wasn’t any exit nearby, either. It was dark, but the glowing flowers provided a good load of light. Lucas stood up, taking in the surroundings. He didn’t know what to do, his brother said he would find him near the woods over at the ruins, but he had no idea which direction was the right way. Suddenly, a blinding flash of light appears in front of him, revealing a girl older than him. A necklace dangled below her neck, a hoodie pulled tightly above her head and waist. She groans as a headache fills her head, the sudden teleportation not being much of a welcoming. “Ugh..stupid secret doors..” The girl mutters, rubbing her head. She’s beautiful, Lucas thinks, trying to think of what to say. She turns around and notices the boy standing there, thinking of how to greet the new stranger. “Oh um.., hello young one. Do you know where you are?” The girl asks, tightly gripping the locket. She was definitely hiding something. “No, I just woke up here, I uh...I’m looking for my brother. What do you call this place?” Lucas asks, fiddling with his fingers in his hoodie.. “Well, this is Dismaltale I believe, an AU, and snowdin is that way,” She points to the left, a thick white layer of snow emerging at the end of the path. “I can come with you if it helps on your little quest. Oh, and sorry for not properly introducing myself. My name’s Rose.” Lucas was ok if she came, but one question was really agitating him. “Why do you like that locket so much?” Lucas blurts, not sure what her response would be. Rose turns her back on Lucas, face feeling a bit pale, the pain coursing through her veins. “I-It’s just an old artifact from my parents,” Rose lied, knowing the boy was most likely too young to question any further. “Come on, are we going to snowdin or not?” Lucas follows her, trying to stop blushing. He’s never seen a girl, not since he was 2.
Lorn was at his post in the woods near snowdin, three bottles of grape juice sitting next to him, empty. He had heard from a little flower there were more humans nearby, but it’s been two hours since then. He didn’t know what to do but wait. It’s not like Ela needed him yet. That’s when they appeared. The selfless sacks of flesh. There were two of them, both he recognized. He had given them time, 24 hours to be exact, but no, they kept persisting. He decided to make his move before they were gone. He sipped the last of his grapefruit and decided to give Jell a little surprise.
Lucas had tried to fall asleep in the woods, the fur on his coat providing a thick headrest like any other bed. It wasn’t the sudden rumble that shook him awake for the second time in one day, or the lights starting to grow in the sky. It was his SOUL, sensing the massive energy being used by the people over at snowdin. It hurt the more he ignored it, and he had no choice but to investigate the clashing of the SOUL powers.
Lorn stares at the two, a murderous glare burning deeply in his eyes, a glare of hatred and anger towards every breath they draw. “Your 24 hours are up! Why the he-,” Lorn cuts off short, noticing Rose as well. “Where in the name Asgore do you people keep popping up!? Forgot it, it makes no difference.” Lorn felt confident, but he could feel it rising in Jell, too. “I can tell your not fond of our kind,” Jell says, summoning a staff in the shatter of light. “I don’t understand why yet, but I will do what I must to protect Rose.” She turned to Rose, who seemed threatened by Lorn, exposing her horns and locket, which was turning darker shades of red. Lorn can feel their true power growing, their SOUL powers forming. He smirks, summoning a row of gaster blasters with the snap of his fingers. “It’s my job to despise you, for everything you did to the monsters. It’s your choice now, leave or die.” The wind picks up, the trees go silent, and the snow starts falling more rapidly, as if ready to cover up the blood.
Jell knows this won’t end well, and so does Rose. “Your first statement is something we agree upon. However...death is not an option here.” Jell firmly says, the orb on her staff coming to life. Rose stands next to Jell, her SOUL only growing darker. “I will not kneel to you today and die. I still need my exit.” Lorn shrugs, growing impatient at the long introduction. “I always hated Determined SOULs the most,” He mumbles, firing multiple gaster blasters at the two. “At Least I know how to stop you from RESETting!” Jell reacts in the blink of an eye, putting a forcefield to protect the two. Rose throws her book and pen to the side, eyes turning bright red and hands lighting up. “You don’t need to worry about a RESET, I don’t do that old trick anymore.”
Lucas arrives to what looks like hell on steroids. Trees have been turned to ash, the ground is bright red, and the SOUL energy is growing so strong that his headache is like being whacked in the head three times with something metal. Lucas crawls to the back of the station, watching as Jell pops another shield, barely deflecting all the gaster blasters encircling their spot. Sweat starts showing on the top of her forehead, trickling down to her chin. Lorn, still not stopping the relentless attack, summons a few bones to make the attack more aggressive. “Why don’t I just take your SOUL then.” Lorn says, making the situation a lot more troubling. Lucas can tell that Rose knows they won’t stop, it wouldn’t be any use to try now. “We need to fight back harder!” She yells over the sounds of the gaster blasters. She sends hot flames in every direction, incinerating the remaining gaster blasters. From looking at her, the strain on her SOUL is becoming too much. She mutters something Lucas cannot hear and then disappears with the book and pen. The remainder of a blaster's head destroys Lorn’s sentry station, sending the roof into the woods. Lucas feels the wind leave his stomach as part of the tree sends him tumbling in the snow, gasping for air. Lorn hears the ragged breath coming from his station, turning around to see Lucas lying on the ground. “Well, what do we have here? Another one of your little pets, following you around? Why don’t take a look at him.” There’s no denying that Lucas was scared of him, he had no idea how to properly use his SOUL power, which meant he was at a major disadvantage. He had no time to react when his SOUL turned blue and he was pulled to Lorn. Lucas didn’t know what Jell needs to do, the gaster blasters had stopped, so maybe there was an opening for her. Lorn had summoned a bone, and was starting pick at Lucas’ arm, more of a scrape than a stab, but it still hurt. Lucas winced, not able to use his SOUL. When he looked back at Jell, she sees the calmness in her eyes, and can feel the plead in his. “If you wish for me to leave, I will leave. And I’m taking the boy with me.” Jell says. Lorn pauses, looking at Lucas and then Jell. “Fine, but if I see you again, you will have a very painful death.” Lorn throws Lucas on the snow, coughing blood, his body shaking numbly. He looks up at Jell with a confused look as to what she is doing. “I don’t know how you got here, but this is no place for a child such as yourself. I’ll send you to where Rose seems to be going, a calmer AU. Find something to heal your wound there, and get some rest. You did not see us.” With that, a portal opened under Lucas as he shut his eyes in the darkness.
Rose was at the edge of hotland, the trail of the riverman faintly swishing side to side. She had seen the boy, but only for a minute. He definitely wasn’t apart of Jell’s AU, so how did he get there? Her thoughts are interrupted by loud shouting and the sounds of footsteps coming to wait for the riverman. “DANG IT, STUPID PHONE. THE ONE TIME I CAN’T HAVE YOU DIE ON ME!” Papyrus yells, not noticing Rose standing next to him. She tries to start a conversation to pass time, feeling the rush in him. “Are you ok there, Papyrus?” She asks. “YES, just don’t like my brother being alone for long periods of time..” Papyrus says, trying to somehow charge the phone. His groceries here on the stand, swaying with the river in a very plastic way. The riverman arrives, and she notices Lucas, unconscious and arm swaying in the water. The one on the boat has red covering the sleeve, the blood drying from however long ago he sustained an injury. “Hm? OH, ANOTHER HUMAN. GREETINGS!” Papyrus cheerfully says trying to lighten the mood. “Uh paps, I think he’s asleep.” Rose quietly says, checking his arm wound. “Oh! MY BAD.” Papyrus continues to try and fix his phone, but at this point the battery was completely dead. Rose puts a flame on the wound, making sure it still isn’t bleeding. The heat wakes up Lucas, who doesn’t move for a few seconds, until he tries to sit on the boat. Rose sees him take Pap’s phone with his consent, and puts one hand on the charger, and another on the front of the phone. His hands glow green as a little sphere covers it, recharging the phone, showing the past memories on it. Papyrus with Undyne, Sans sleeping on the couch, some spaghetti. When he finishes, Rose sees that the phone is fully charged, mouth agape. This isn’t a SOUL, she thinks. That’s impossible, time isn’t a feeling. He hands the phone back to Papyrus without saying a word. “WOWIE, HUMAN, I DON’T KNOW HOW YOU DID THAT, BUT I THANK YOU!” Papyrus says, quickly checking texts and getting back to Sans. Rose looks down at her locket, the sudden unknown force making it slightly open. “No..please just stay….” She murmurs, looking up and smiling back at Lucas, brown hair swaying in the calm breeze. “I can help find your brother if you want.” Rose says. She really has nothing else to do, so she might as well help a new friend out. Lucas pinches himself to stay awake. “I would love that,” He says, cheeks slightly red. “Is there a place we can rest, though?” Papyrus turns around with the usual excitement in his eyes. “I’M GLAD YOU ASKED! YOU TWO CAN COME TO MY HOUSE, NYEH!” Lucas chuckles at that, keeping a smile on his face and the drowsiness in his eyes as he tries talking to pap. Rose waits for him to not notices her, and then she grabs out her book, sketching a picture of Lucas with a clock behind him. When she finishes, they arrive at Snowdin, with Lucas getting out first.
Lucas, could feel himself wanting to throw himself onto the snow floor with every step he took, each putting more and more invisible weight on his body. He may be tough, but he was still young and always tired. When they enter the house, Sans is on the couch, talking to Papyrus face to face. When he spots Lucas and Rose, he stops and faces them. “Oh, some visitors. What are they doing here, Paps?” Lucas goes ahead and answers. “We came to get some rest, isn’t that right Rose?” He gives her a light shove but then notices that she looks a bit creeped out by Sans’ presence. She just slowly nods. “I don’t mind a rest myself.” Sans says, going out the door and around the house. Lucas heads upstairs to find a room that doesn’t seem occupied. He stumbles upon a room with the door open. There’s nothing inside just a king size mattress that could fit two people without a question, some sheets, and a pillow. A nightstand sits on the right, the light broken, but enough is shining from outside that it's fine. Before he gets on it, he here’s a rustling under the mattress, and a piece of paper sticking out. He grabs the paper, luckily not torn, and reads the note.
You’re confused. I understand, I’m missing and you’re with a bunch of strangers. Don’t worry, you are almost home. There a mismatched pattern in the judgment hall on one of the walls. You will press the top right mispainted checker and push the wall in. Seems Rose has given you some good company, but I’d rather leave her thoughts to herself. Get some rest, I’ll see you in your dreams. And don’t worry about the man-eating bed, it’s pretty new and crazy comfortable. If you use it, I highly doubt you’ll wake up.
He felt joy come to his eyes, the fact that he was so close to finding his brother, but the sleep that weighed on him prevented him from doing anything else. He took off his bloody clothes and put on one of Sans’ T-Shirts and hopped on the bed. It felt like a thick layer of whipped cream, pulling him down into the abyss. Guess Jonathan was right. He smiled, turning over to put some of the mattress on his back as well, stuck in the middle, falling asleep.
Rose sees a figure at the door and opens it. “Is he gone?” Chara asks, snow filling her hair and green-and-yellow sweater. Rose nods. “You don’t have a fond history with him either, eh?” Rose asks, hearing the noise upstairs stop. Lucas must be asleep. Chara looks at Rose’s wrist, filled with hate. “Are you alright?” She asks, the fire crackling between each silence. “Just...not strong enough to stop the hate.” Rose weakly says, tired from the riverman’s journey. Chara tries to comfort her, the act confusing Rose. “Why are you comforting me?” Rose asks. “I understand your pain, or at least I sort of do.” Rose can tell Chara saw the horns, it’s not that well hidden at the moment. Rose answers it for her before she asks. “It was because of my Chara. In my AU, Morphtale, she’s dangerous and managed to kidnap Asriel. They tried to climb back up, but fell and ended up perishing.” Chara felt uneasy. “I didn’t know a version of me could be so...cruel...I’m sorry.” “Your fine, it isn’t a very nice place anyways, and ASGORE still is the king, no mercy to anyone. My Sans didn’t even show any mercy when we first met.” Chara nods. “That isn’t a surprise to me, he attempted no mercy to me...if it wasn’t for my father…” Rose reads the clock, seeing that it’s past midnight. “Well, might as well get some sleep. I’ll see you in the morning.” Rose goes into a bedroom downstairs while Chara takes the couch, leaving Lucas to himself.
Lucas found himself in the judgement hall, not a single sound filling the endless void. It was the original Chara and Sans, the final blow being struck down. Voices filled his head. You have the power to fix everything. To change the same outcome. Change kept ringing in his head as the Sans died, ending another genocide. The Chara turns around to him. Change it, or risk your life. The voice continued. Lucas looks at himself, and instead puts his hand outward at Chara, freezing her in place. An unknown SOUL eruption shook the judgement, breaking the glass and destroying half the wall. “YOU STAY AWAY FROM ME!” Lucas yelled, summoning a shield. Yes, Fear is not something to keep away. The hatred will just grow. Do not hesitate. Something was in his head, he had no idea what. That’s when another wall bursted open, but this time at the uneven pattern in the wall. It was Jonathan, looking the same as he did the last time they met. “Reverse it, now.” He softly said, his voice filling his head with Jon and Jon only. Lucas did as he was told, and then everything went to normal. The Sans and Chara were gone, but they should still be there. “There was never anyone there, something is playing with your mind. Just come over here.” Lucas had tears in his eyes, he knew they wouldn’t stop, he ran over to where Jonathan was, standing at his doorway. When they were on the other side of the wall, Lucas cried into Jon’s shirt unable to keep himself together. “You’re fine, you’re fine. It’s just a bad dream, O.K.?” Jon pulled Lucas onto the man-eating mattress in their dream, giving the two a good spot in the massive bed. He put Lucas on his stomach and then zipped up the jacket. “I know you have so many questions, but I don’t think now is the time.” Jon said, feeling Lucas’ back for something. “Take off your shirt, I think I know what caused the event.” Lucas did as told, and sure enough, there was something black covering his back. “What are you going to do?” Lucas asked. “Remove it with a hatred vial collector I made. Pretty much it take the hatred to use for samples, but I burn it instead. He went to grab the gun and numb medicine. Lucas winced as he put the medicine in his arm, but then he relaxed, the pain fading, as he started closing his eyes on the mattress, the way down never-ending. He could feel something on his back, but it was faint. When Jonathan was done, he tapped him the shoulder. Lucas put his shirt back on. “So, what now?” Lucas asked. “Now I answer your questions.” Jonathan said.