"So you attacked me back then?" She asked as we both sat there in shock.

"I'm not sure, I don't remember this happening. Besides even if that were true I was much different back then. My father controlled so much of my life with experiments that I wasn't always me, sometimes I would forget several days at a time. When he disappeared that all changed. Wait Frisk how old are you, this was over one hundred years ago?" She looked at me confused then back at the book.

"I don't know. I remember some stuff from when I was smaller but then I remember waking up one day feeling much different than I had the day before. Maybe this is the reason... we need to keep reading." I nodded and we both looked at a picture of a room and someone in a bed, the flower sitting in a pot not to far away.

Frisk has been asleep for about a week and the black mist hasn't disappeared it just seems to keep pouring out of their soul. Toriel has let me remain in the safety of her shield and beside Frisk. She even comes by to talk with me once in a while but all to soon someone else showed up.

"Hey there brother, I'm going out for a while would you like to join me?" She would ask me every day. I said no most days until about a month passed with no signs of Frisk waking up.

"Alright I will go with you, where are we going?" I asked as they took the pot from its place and floated out the door.

"We are going to pay one W.D. Gaster a visit. You remember your past now right, thanks to little Frisk there right?" They asked.

"Yea, Frisk helped out a lot before... before what happened to them. I wish there was something I could do." I replied looking down at the ground taking no notice that we ended up somewhere strange.

"Oh you can, you will see after we are done with what I have planned. You might even have a change of soul after its all over." They gave me a sinister smile to which I just cringed at the sight of before she stopped standing before a mirror.

"I see that the famous child hasn't disappeared now after all and is instead a mere ghost caught in this realm, and who is that you have brought with you today?" He said turning to face us. It was indeed Gaster just like they had said but who were they.

"That's right Gaster, only today I have brought Azzy with me to witness your downfall. You should really thank your son for this opportunity. He did try so hard to bring little Azzy here back to life in to which he only succeeded in bring back his consciousness within this little Flower. Just so you know its not famous child, the name is Chara." She had started smiling again as she set me down on the ground beside her.

Gaster pulled out his scythe and readied it, Chara didn't pull out any weapons. Then again if what I remembered was correct they didn't need to. Soon enough she and Gaster where in a fight and in the end she won. She took his scythe witch corrupted to her touch and shoved him into a mirror shattering it so that he couldn't come back out.

She looked at me with the scythe in hand and her sinister smile and came forwards, "Now then little Azzy its time you get it right. We died so unjustly that I cant help but be filled with hate about it, so why aren't you I wonder." I sat back in my pot as she continued to me.

"I held no hate to the people that killed us because they didn't know better, you should know that too." I said trying to find a way to get out.

"Oh but Azzy that's where you are oh so very wrong. They knew exactically what they were doing, so I am going to share my hate with you then tell you my plans for this world. With you being so close to the body I need will make it so much easier to do. All you have to do is.. let.. me.. win."

We sat there wondering what happened to Asriel and Chara but we could only assume. "Sans..." Frisk said looking at me.

"Yea Frisk? I know but I'm not sure I want to find out."