Jordan's P.O.V~

I know they are up to something. We should just kill the comedian and go find out!

NO Chara! We are NEVER killing anyone EVER AGAIN.

That's what you think.

"JUST SHUT UP!!!" You say aloud. You realize your mistake to late. Your mom gives you a worried look. You know you are stressing her out, and it isn't fair to her. Ugh. Its all Chara's fault. God you hate her.

I thought I said this already. You really don't listen, do you Jordan? You are the one who started this. I just helped.

I'm I really supposed to believe that all I had to do was think about killing the flower?

Yes. Because that is all it takes. A little hate can go a long way.

You here a cracking noise.

Just shut up. Somethings coming.

God I wish Asriel would just leave us alone!

Who is as real?

Not as real, idiot. Asriel.

Whatever. Just shut up.

Suddenly a flurry of green splits open the tiles at your feet. You are launched back as no other than that stupid flower bursts through. God you hate that guy (thing? Your not sure what it is). You scream as it shoves you backwards and breaks the WALL to the throne room. It is going for your sister.

THE IDEA OF THE FLOWER HURTING YOUR SISTER FILLS YOU WITH 💀💀HATE💀
And you are afraid.

You shut your eyes tight, pullimg on as much kindness as you can muster. You here the Sans guy call your name, but you are afraid of answering. If you lose concentration she might take over. You can't afford to let her do that.

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You feel a searing pain in your chest as you engage and a battle over your own body. Your soul floats out of you, and you see the splotch of black on the healthy green side. The black tendrils of Chara hinge on it, more black tendrils flowing in and out of it. God it hurts.
It hurts.
Hurts
Hur-
You are violently shoved from your body and into the incorporeal form you know and hate. Sans watches you in horror as your body's pupils go red, and your soul is fully engulfed in black tendrils. It slowly recedes back into your body, and your skin seeps with blackness. You are unsure that you will be able to regain control this time.

Haha haha! Told you so!

Chara looks back at you, and Sans follows here gaze, seemingly trying to see what she is looking at. Realization appears on his face as he seems to understand that Chara must be looking at you. He keeps his eyes in the same spot, inadvertently speaking to your stomach. "KID! JORDAN! THINK OF YOUR SISTER! SHE IS IN THAT ROOM! AND SHE DOESN'T HAVE A KIND BROTHER TO HELP HER!!" he says. This strikes you to your core. Your soul. It once again floats out from your body, as a dim green light begins to brake through the darkness. The pain of being controlled begins to recede as Chara paints a look of horror on your face.
Yours.
Yours.
Your sister needs you.
So go!