-Give Soul *Don't Give Soul

"So you chose that option you hate me that much Frisk?"

"No Chara I don't hate you but you need to realize what you've done and why. If anything I thought you hated me."

"How could you think that?!"

"For not killing everyone despite you feeling that we should have." Frisk took step by step until he was in front of him, searching through his eyes for any answers or feelings that he had kept inside.

"Chara you can change everyone can...please tell me what is it that brings you pain inside."

Chara thought and thought until he didn't notice he was wailing. He pulled away from him, scared. He held his face in his hands and wailed incoherently.

"All my life I've been sad, been hurt, and unloved! Why?! What have I ever done for that to happen to me?! Tell me Frisk why?! I had no one to turn to, nowhere to go I was all by myself! I hated it! "I didn't understand why!" But...you came along."

Chara pointed at him, Frisk took a step back.

"Y-You were the only one who showed me any mercy, any genuine love, any help and taught me how to be happy. You showed me not everything could be resolved on violence and you saved me. Saved me from myself.

Then he started shouting angrily.

"I LOVED you but you loved that deceiving skeleton! Did he tell you that he tried to rape you too?! That he wanted the baby to die?! That he wanted to control your whole being?! You NEVER thought about me or my feelings you didn't love me you LIED to me!"

Frisk whirled his head at Sans hoping to deny the accusation but the silence he gave and expression on the skeleton told that Chara wasn't lying. Frisk felt his heart split.

"S-sans you too?"

"Kid im...I'm sorry but I loved you too I wanted us to be together and he took our happiness away so...i...i.

He couldn't finish his statement, shame and regret clogging his words

Frisk was so heartbroken and flabbergasted that he fell to his knees shaking and tightly holding the infant, afraid that he might be taken. He didn't want to believe that, didn't want to believe any of this but it was all the Truth.

"Now do you see? He only wanted you for your body knowing you are just a adolescent and still wanted to fuck you countless times." "Hes sick Frisk please come with me i promise to keep you safe."

Frisk abruptly grabbed Charas hand and placed it on the baby's chest, feeling it's heartbeat.

"Chara I do love you, I do, our baby loves you but you can't keep going on like this please just stay here with me and we can live peacefully I'm begging you Chara if not for me but for our son."

Chara being himself almost faltered but couldn't accept not killing everyone and taking his family back in the process. These monsters and even humans wouldn't give them up so easily and nobody will get in the way of bringing his family back. He pulled away from his dearly beloved and newborn sorrowfully.

"I'm afraid I can't do that Frisk they won't allow that to happen won't allow me to live or be with you so I have to kill them I'm sorry but I'm doing this for us you'll understand someday."

"Chara no!"

He snapped his fingers but...

Nothing happened.

He snapped again, still nothing.

He looked at his palm and his Soul. They were burning away. He checked his status, his determination was being overpowered by Frisks! He used all his might but barely could balance it, his form rapidly dissappearing at a alarming rate until he was in a white midst.

He looked around, back and forth, front and back and looked down at himself. He was incorporeal again. His peripheral vision caught a color and in the center of the midst was Frisk vividly clear, wearing the same thing he wore when he first met him, hands clasped against his mouth eyes closed and looking off to the side, not staring at him. No newborn, no scars, no anything on him. Just like the day they met.

Frisk sighed remorsefully, he lined his eyes to Charas and opened albeit still squinted.

"How unfortunate Chara I really wanted us to be together but it seems we'll have to skip the finale."

Frisk started to fade away into the colors of his form. He smiled one last time for Chara before sealing him away.

"Ah well may we meet again Chara we both love you unconditionally and will always remember you."

He leaped forward to grab the dissipating form but it just went through him, completely vanishing all together.

"No no you can't do that I was so close!...You can't do that again...hah...I guess this is it...this is the price I pay...and what I deserve for hurting one of God's highest angels...Heh...I love you both too...I'll find a way to...be with you...two...again...i...m...s...o...r...r..y...

He too finally scattered into thin air.

Frisk stood up grasping the heart locket that once belonged to Chara and securely put it on the small infant, him giggling at the touch. His friends were released and his son safe. He felt something covering his head, it was Sans big blue jacket. They exchanged words until Frisk nodded his head and ran off heading to the surface, baby in arms, his first love's magic aura around him protecting them and filled with Determination.

*Years Later*

A seven year old child was playing in the backyard of his house, happily eating the desert his mother gave him. He bounced around to the fields full of excitement, he was a energetic little boy. He was taller than most kids but that made him look strong. His hair was cut into just bangs, no longer a bob and was chestnut colored. He was lightly tan with red blush colored cheeks that matched his light red eyes. He wore a cyan colored T-shirt with orange stripes, heart locket at the center and black pants, along with black sneakers. He ran not noticing what had tripped over.

"Ooooooowww stupid stick hmmp!" He kicked it but it wasn't just a stick.

It was a wooden stake. Curious, he picked it up and held it testing it out. He wanted to keep it for some reason so he ran back home to ask his mom.

"Mommy, mommy look what I found can I keep it please!?"

"Keep what Fraha?"

"This cool toy!"

Frisk turned around and paused at the item the boy had.

"Fraha where did you find that?"

"In the fields mommy it looks neat can I keep it?"

After much thought, Frisk decided.

"You may keep it Fraha but please be careful it's very sharp and you can get hurt."

The boy jumped up and down happily, running out the door thanking his mother.

He went to play with the stake until he came across a bunny and saw two things materialized on opposite sides of him. They appeared to be buttons.

-Fight -Mercy

He looked at the bunny, then the stake the back at the buttons.

He reached for a button.

Frisk chose to keep his Soul. He begs Chara to see the light of things but Chara refuses. His form and powers are gone thanks to Frisks Determination overcoming Charas. They meet for the very last time before Frisk seals him away. He saved his friends but not his love, overcome with grief, he tells Sans that he will go to the surface and will not return. Sans wanted him to stay but Frisk made the choice and left not wanting to be reminded of Charas death. Sans gives him his jacket, flowing with his blue magic to protect them from any harm or just to speak to him if Frisk forgives him for his actions previously during his weakest time. Frisk gives a curt nod and sprints away never looking back. Six years later, Fraha is up and about. He finds himself choosing to be like his father or to be like his mother.

True End-Son Of Satan But A Angel Of God

It may be a part two of this based on Fraha's story. It's up to the (you) the readers if you want me to continue and make a sequel. Until then.

Owari