A/N: OH MY GOD I AM SUUUUUUUUUUUCH A JEEEEEEERKKKKKK! I AM SOOOOOO SORRRYY FOR LEAVING THIS FOR SO LONG! I was just rereading this and I realized I left this on a HUGE cliffhanger, no wonder I've been getting DEMANDS to continue this thing LOOOOL! And then this chapter is kinda cliffhanger-y too, just not as bad... omg I am so sorry! But never fear, I am off haitus! (hopefully O.O... as long as my muse continues to write... o.o) I am filled with DETERMINATION to finish this fanfiction!~ soooo yeah! I have another announcement at the end of this chapter, so please stick around!
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Chapter 20: The Breaking Point
Harry winced as a pellet of white tore at his Soul. He watched as wall after wall of thorns rose up to meet his adopted father's glowing red trident. Then he turned to the small flower that had attacked him in the first place. "Why are you doing this?" he asked as he dodged another small pellet of spinning white.
"Weren't you listening? Because, you stupid human! You're not worthy to become Da- I mean, King Asgore's adopted kid! You're just some stupid hybrid who lucked his way into the situation! What do you know about monsters, our kind?"
"What did that human who fell know about monsters when they first fell?" Harry replied calmly. "I can learn. I have just as much, if not more right, than Chara ever did. I am the hybrid here. I have monster blood."
"You're a mage! Your kind are the ones who trapped us here! How dare you speak of Chara! You don't deserve to speak their name!" Flowey hissed furiously.
A wave of white pellets was cast at him, and Harry desperately dodged it, panting all the while. "Why don't I deserve to speak their name? Because I'm human? Newsflash, they were human, too!" Harry spat out. He wondered why Flowey was taking all of this so personally. Did he know Asriel and Chara when they were alive, maybe?
As Harry dodged another wave of white pellets, Flowey barked out a bitter laugh. "Hah! Chara hated humanity, more than anyone I know!" Well that answered that question. Flowey must have known Chara, at least.
"I know that you knew Chara, but this isn't the way to honor their memory. Chara wouldn't want you to become a murderer," Harry said earnestly.
Flowey looked at him murderously. "What would you know about what Chara would want?! You know nothing about Chara! Chara wouldn't want to be replaced by some… some wizard!"
"I'm not replacing anyone!" Harry protested. "I can't replace Asriel or Chara. I know that, and everyone who is smart knows that! Just because King Asgore is also adopting me doesn't mean that I'm replacing Asriel and Chara!"
"Yeah right! You're probably just waiting for the right time to use your freaky magic on King Asgore!"
A ring of white pellets surrounded Harry's Soul, and instinctually, he knew he wouldn't survive the attack, if it were to hit. But there was no way to dodge it! "DIE!" Flowey spat, then started laughing maniacally.
Harry cast around in panic. Asgore was still fighting off waves of thorns, and everyone was cut off by the thorns that surrounded Harry and Flowey.
Harry closed his eyes, panic filling him to the brim. He thought about what Flowey had said, about his 'freaky' magic, and anger filled him. "...just…. Just…. JUST BACK OFF!" He exploded.
A wave of energy erupted from within his Soul, and spread out from the epicenter of it, spreading outward and washing over the area. It disintegrated the pellets and the thorns that Flowey was creating, and washed harmlessly over the audience.
Harry had had ENOUGH. "I am sick and tired of being attacked for things I cannot help!" he spat, stalking towards the now-cowering flower.
So much power, Flowey thought to himself. I didn't think the stupid hybrid had this much power! I… I don't want to die!
Harry glared down at the tiny flower. "I know I am not Asriel or Chara, but I will strive to do my best for the monster people. I may not be able to break the Barrier myself, but I will strive to work with my adopted father and the Royal Scientist to work on a way to break the Barrier without killing any more humans. I am Harry, JUST Harry, and I am no freak. Are we clear?"
Flowey nodded his head with a small 'meep'. He shrunk down, sulking. This did not go the way I wanted it to go! He thought to himself.
Asgore and Sans rushed forward as Asgore cleared the remains of the thorns from around Harry and the flower. "Are you alright, my son?!" Asgore exclaimed.
"Yes, Dad. Flowey and I have reached an accord," Harry replied, his power still flooding the area around him, sticking his hair straight up and whipping his cloak around him like an invisible wind.
Sans eyed Harry carefully. "you sure you're alright, kid?" he asked, bringing up a skeletal hand to rub the back of his skull -almost nervously.
Harry nodded, his eyes glowing with power and determination (the regular kind, not the Soul kind). "I'm fine, Sans. I'm just tired of being attacked for no reason. I'm not a freak!" he spat, glaring at Flowey.
And yet, everyone looks at us like we're going to attack them at any moment, a whispery voice echoed in Harry's mind. He paled, going white as a sheet.
"N-no… n-not you…" He said faintly. The wind that was going around picked up, lashing out at everyone present.
Not me? I'm hurt, Harry. The voice was coldly amused. Who was it that helped you all those times you needed a quick, clever solution to your problems and you were scrambling for an answer? You suddenly knew what to do? That was me, whispering the answer to you.
"No!" Harry cried out. The wind was crackling now, electricity sparking from its epicenter -Harry. "I-I never would have l-listened to you!" his voice cracked, self-doubt tearing through him as he recalled several instances where an inner voice had spoken to him, telling him calmly what to do, even though he'd been panicking.
Asgore and Sans were now exchanging significant looks at each other. Something very wrong was going on with Harry, and they needed to stop it.
Sans stepped up to Harry's side, putting a calming hand on his shoulder, ignoring the sparks of electricity tingling in his bones. "Harry, kiddo, you need to calm down," he said. "What's going on? What's got you so upset?"
Harry stared at Sans, unseeing. His wings flexed involuntarily, and the wind blasted out, sending a wave of air and electric current out in a wide circle.
The voice cackled inside Harry's mind. Yes, show them what a FREAK we really are, it taunted.
STOP! A new voice commanded. Harry froze. That voice…! He usually only heard it screaming, pleading for mercy… "M-mum?" His voice was a broken, defeated whimper. His eyes were filled with tears.
I'm sorry, my baby… his mother's voice said gently. Your mother is not really here, I'm just a fragment of a fragment of the Soul of Lily Potter… I see you as my own, though, as I have been here with you all of your life. I have seen you grow into such a wonderful young man, despite certain vengeful wraiths. The fragment's word's were pointed and scathing at the end.
Oh, please. I only helped him. I showed him how to be a realist. How to not trust what everyone takes at face value. Never trust a freely given gift. Great life lessons as such. The other voice seemed miffed.
Yes, and tormented him with self-doubt and fed off his misery and the misery of those around him! The fragment of Lily Potter snapped. Listen, Harry. Sans and Alphys must use the Soul Extractor on you, soon. The toll a horcrux takes on those around it is… higher than even the Monsters know. Destroy it as soon as possible. And know this. Although it will take me with it, I will always be in your heart.
Harry gave a small sob. Oh, suck it up, Potter, sneered the horcrux. It's not like you're the one being destroyed in a few days. You're lucky you've made as much an impression on me as I've made an impression on you. The horcrux's voice changed, then, growing slightly regretful. I know I can't make up for what Voldemort did. For what I did. For my nature. But I hope that by not fighting this, you'll realize that, I… wasn't... wasn't always this way.
Harry blinked his tears away, wiping at his face. "I… I understand," he whispered. "I could have gone the same way… in a different life."
Glad we could understand each other. The horcrux sniffed, then the pressure seemed to disappear from Harry's head, and the winds around Harry settled down. Harry staggered, exhausted. Sans reached out with a hand glowing blue, and Harry was held in the air by blue magic as his eyes slipped closed, consciousness escaping him.
A/N: OK! Woop that was a ride, wasn't it? I rewrote this chapter from how I originally had it, and I'm taking the story in a different direction, so I hope you guys like it better than the way it was going to go. I guess we'll see if you guys like it? ANYWAY, onto the announcement! I started a YouTube channel! FlyingDragoniteYT~ It's for my art, and a special project I think you guys will like -an audiobook of Ancient Magickes! I'm hoping to get permission to do audiobooks of other popular fanfictions so give me suggestions and if I like the fanfictions, I'll ask the author if it's ok if I make an audiobook of their fanfiction and maybe we can get a thing going! :3
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