(~Your POV~)

Frisk's devilish laughter continued as they attacked my family relentlessly with immense waves of fire magic. My strength as well as my glow grows weaker each time they drain more magic from my soul. Gaster does his best to support me as we watch.

'I'm going to disappear forever if they keep this up.'

Frisk sends another attack. Fire spreads across the floor and heads straight towards Papyrus. He jumps onto a thick bone and balances there until the fire burns itself out. They're doing their best to protect Sans and Roman. Unfortunately, in doing so they are pinned back further and further each time. Serif, for the most part, has been keeping himself hidden as Papyrus instructed him to do. The purpose of this tactic was so Serif could keep a forcefield around Sans and Roman this entire time without being killed. Papyrus is left to deal with Frisk all on his own. With each minute our family comes closer to death, I watch as the bravery fades from his eyes. Papyrus and I both know that this murderer won't stop.

Honey collapses down to one knee after teleporting away from yet another quick attack. His pupils are shaking as is his entire body. He can't keep pushing himself for much longer. His hope is fading. My magic is dying but not fast enough to save them. Frisk will continue to use it until Honey is dead. Frisk smiles and walks towards him. A red blade of magic forms in her hand while flames blaze in the other. "Any last words, comedian?"

"Since when.. d-did ya.. become so generous?"Papyrus chuckles through his heavy breathing. The sound of gibberish whispers echo through the hall. It's that language again. The one I don't understand.

'Is it Serif?'

Gaster seems to recognize it immediately. He immediately turns to Blue. We watch as Sans replies to the whispers quietly in the same language. He slowly props himself into a readied stance. He looks like one of those professional track runners in the second before they get the signal to take off. Frisk didn't notice the change. Papyrus shows no difference in his body language or his demeanor. "I don't have all day." Frisk growls. My breath grows shaky as I watch Frisk readily raise the knife above my husband's skull. "If you insist~ Here it is.." Honey takes a moment to catch his breath. Then, he speaks again, "What do you say to offend a ghost?"

'Oh you've GOT to be kidding me-'

Classic Papyrus move. I don't know whether to laugh at his nonsense timing or to kill him myself. Gaster smirks as his eyes focus to Sans instead, "Here it comes~" I finally catch a glimpse of Serif's glowing gaze from the shadows. The forcefield disappears. Like releasing a coiled spring, Blue lunges forward. Serif trades places with him next to Roman. Honey gives Frisk a wide smile as he delivers the punchline, "Ya tell it to GeT A LiFe."

Frisk screamed, liquid hate falling from their eyes, "DON'T TOY WITH ME-" "All your's, Bro." Papyrus ducks backwards and practically presses his back to the floor. Sans' body shot through the air above him. Frisk tried to dodge but Blue was already right in front of them, having a bone staff reeled back. Sans swung it like a baseball bat and it came straight into contact with Frisk's stomach. The child screeched as they were sent flying back through the hall.

Before their body could slam into the far back wall, Blue clenched his fist. An army of blue bones shot out from the wall and stops the child midair. This renders them defenseless.

'They can't move. THEY CaN'T mOvE-'

"GET 'EM BLUE!" I scream in both rejoice and disbelief. I don't care if they can't hear me. That trap was completely set and sprung.

'That was freaking sick-'

"You're so cool, Bro." Papyrus says as he sits back up. Blue protectively stays a step or two in front of his brother. His eyes stay fixed on Frisk for a moment before he gives a side glance to Honey. "You're not too bad yourself, Brother..." The end of Blue's staff lightly smacks Papyrus upside the head. "But that joke was TERRIBLE-" Sans scolds him with a huff as Papyrus only laughs.

"They were always exceptional." Gaster mumbles. I look to him just to see the relieved Dadster wipe forming tears from his eye sockets. I've never had any doubts that Gaster loved Papyrus and Sans unconditionally. Papyrus never spoke bad of him. Even with the information I know now, I can't hate him. I hope that what I said earlier is able to reach through to him. He's a tired father that made questionable decisions to protect his kids. It's not too late for him to do the right thing.

'He needs to come back home.'

"It took me forever to find you guys! Is everyone okay?!" Another figure enters Judgement Hall and I nearly break down into tears. "Oh ThAnK THe StArs." I murmur. Chara, in their teen self, rushes forward. "I told you help was on the way, didn't I?" Gaster jokes.

Honey must be as relieved as I am. He lets out a large breath before greeting them, "Nice to see ya, Kid." "CHARAAAAA!!!" Serif shouts, tackle hugging their waist. Chara giggles and hugs an arm around his back. "I'm happy to see you too."

Roman shakily staggers across the hall as if he is taking his first steps. I never noticed him waking up. His eyes are a dull orange. Honey noticed him first, "Roman-" Roman immediately teleports himself into his father's arms. No words left him. All he can do in the moment is cry. Honey squeezed him tight, muttering softly, "I'm glad you're alright. It's okay.. Dad's here.."

The happy Chara was soon replaced by Chara shooting Frisk a very determined and very angered glare. "AND YOU- I giVe you a SECoNd ChAnCe and leAvE YOu ALoNe for ONE seCoND!" "NO ONE CAN BEAT ME! NO ONE! I'LL KILL YOU ALL!!!!" Frisk shouts, still pinned inside a crowd of blue bones. My soul is still in their grip. They set themselves ablaze and attempt to burn through the bone prison. I wince, feeling the last of my magic hanging on by a thread.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you." Chara warns. Frisk doesn't seem to care. "YOU ARE NOTHING!!!!" Frisk continues to scream insults in uncontrollable hatred. Honey keeps Roman firmly in his arms and Blue protectively holds Serif behind him. "Guess that's why I brought help." Chara reaches out their hand with bright red magic lighting up their pupils. The six human souls appear by their side.

My glow has reduced to barely anything at all. I close my eyes.

'Chara has got this handled. Hopefully that means I can rest in peace.'

I hear Chara scream, "YOU TOO, Y/N!!!!" The sound of a heartbeat fills my being. I open my eyes again. A box hovers in front of me.

[*Chara calls out for your help.]

My body is suddenly jerked towards Frisk. I fearfully grab onto Gaster's arm and fight against the strong pull. He assures me, "Do not be afraid. It's time for you to return to your soul." "Will I ever see you again!?" It's the only question I can think of as my anxiety grows.

'This can't be it. This can't be goodbye. I don't know what's going to happen to me. I don't want to go. I can't leave them!'

There's a small pause between us. The pull becomes stronger and stronger. My grip slips to his hand.

'Don't you dare let go!!!'

Gaster smiles at me, "Do you like boat rides?"

'What?'

Gaster lets go of my hand. I scream as I'm pulled back into my soul.

[*Despite everything, you hear a voice that tells you to keep going. Once again, you are filled with (soul trait).]

(~Honey's POV~)

"YOU TOO, Y/N!!!!" Chara calls out at the top of their lungs. I look to Chara.

'What did you just say?'

Suddenly, the dull soul in Frisk's hand begins to glow a bright (s/c). I stop breathing.

'No. It can't be.'

The soul set itself aflame. Frisk began to scream as it burned their hand. Unlike before, the soul was now resisting their control. Roman whines loudly as he gains the burn himself. I nuzzle his skull and try to comfort him the best I can, "I know it hurts. It'll all be over soon."

"Sans, let them go." Chara commands. Sans' silence and tense body language express that he doesn't like that plan. Honestly, I don't either. Chara turns to us both and mumbles, "Trust me." My bro and I exchange worried glances. I sigh and nod to him. Blue nods back and releases hold of his magic. The blue bones disappear and Frisk drops to the ground.

"They would like to help you. Continue to heal Roman." Chara quickly offers the soul of kindness to my brother. Sans gently cups it in his hand but does not absorb the soul. His eyes glow a mix of green and blue.

Frisk releases the (s/c) soul from her grip. "FiNe! I dOn'T NEEd YoU EiThEr!!!" They lose interest in the soul entirely and mercilessly lunge forward towards us instead with that cursed blade in their hands. Chara remains at the front of the group being completely still and unfazed. Large flames burst from the (s/c) soul soon afterwards. The heat and brightness of it in that brief moment forces me to take a step back. The magic begins to take on a form. Two large wings sprout out first. The soul now lies deep within the core of the flames, making it impossible for it to be taken again without having to burn someone alive. Next, the fiery gaze from two piercing eyes stand out from the blaze. Y/N's low and threatening voice echoed from it, "You will not make an orphan of my kids." A loud and shrill screech then erupted from its beak, giving us chills as the (s/c) phoenix spread its wings and took its full form. My bro and I find ourselves with widened eye sockets.

'Y/N.'

The dirty brother killer never even had a chance to reach us before a large set of talons crushed them into the ground. Both Frisk and Roman screamed out as they both received burns to their entire back. "Be brave, Roman!" My brother is quick to react and steadily infuses Roman's wounds with healing magic. "You can do it, Brother!" Serif adds.

The large phoenix does not move from its place as Chara approaches. They bend down and offer their hand to Frisk, "Are you ready to stop this now? I can save you but you have to let me be host again." Frisk growls in frustration. They're literally backed into a corner at this point. It's not like they have much of a choice. I was surprised by the long silence between them considering Frisk is enduring the never ending pain of burning hell right now. My son is definitely in pain but Frisk won't show their pain. Finally, they took ahold of Chara's hand and vanished.

There is a sudden change. The persisting burns on Roman finally stop. My bro is finally able to heal him fully. Chara stands up and views the large phoenix now towering over her. "I was too late to stop them. I'm sorry." They apologize sincerely. The shadow of a person forms within the center of the Phoenix. As they step out of the flames, the phoenix of fire disappears. The person is Y/N, but she's a (s/c) translucent form of herself. Her soul burns brightly within her chest. Sans begins to shake uncontrollably, tears already streaming from his eyes. I don't know what to think. "MaMa!" Both twins begin crying at the sight of her.

Y/N addresses the children first, speaking softly, "Shh.. It's going to be okay." "Don't go...." I say on the verge of tears. She laughs softly and presses her forehead on mine, whispering, "I'll see you at Undyne's." Her wings expand out as she lifts herself into the sky. She flies through the hall and then disappears out of sight as she phases through the wall. I do the only thing I can think of in the moment. I run after her. Blue took Serif by the hand and starting running too. "I'll break the barrier and catch up!!!" Chara screams.

We kept our complete attention on her throughout New Home and Hotland.

'It can't be true.'

More tears run down my face as I push myself to run through the severe exhaustion in my soul. I teleport through the puzzles, having no time to deactivate them. We make it to our destination as Y/N phases through the walls of the lab. I nearly bust down the lab door by slamming it open. Undyne shrieks loudly in fear but my mind pays no attention to her. I enter the elevator with Roman still in my arms. I feel slightly sorry for leaving Blue and Serif behind.

'They'll get here any minute.'

The elevator door opens. I catch a small glimpse of Y/N hugging onto her pale body. The (s/c) figment of her soul then disappears. I rush forward and take her by the hand, pleading, "Beautiful. Beautiful, please-" Now, I'm both panicking and out of breath. I can't lose her.

'Please let this be true. It can't be a dream. Please! I can't live without you. Please Y/N-'

The whole world seemed to stop as I watched Y/N take a deep breath.