Chapter 2 - ???

"This world certainly seems strange..." Failed Creation

As Alphys took the body into the lab, she got various things with her. An apple, a crystal, an axe, a whole skeleton, some bones and more.

She set the body into a fluid filled container with some additives to keep the body unconcious and to draw off the black subastance.

She got the syringe full of it and injected the vairous things with it. The apple got black, becoming sweet, testing it on flies, mosquitoes and bees. The crystal develloped a red colour and a weak structure. The axe became... something. It reminded her of a being she observed somewhere in the white void, but the being's weapon wasn't much of an axe, but a hatchet, being a completely white one. She infused one bone with it and it became a black substance.

It slowly moved into the shape of several bones. "Maybe it knows what it wants to be based on the object I feed into it?", hypothesized Alphys. So she got the skeleton and threw all of it in, giving a bit more of the original black subatnce. The bones slowly got envelloped in it. So she waited a day, maybe 2. And the skeleton was reformed, but not ready yet, it seemed. Everything was still moving. It took around 5 days before it started finishing up and drying. After 7 days... it was done, getting conciousness.

It coughed despite not having lungs and asked:"Where am I?"

It seemed to have gotten some knowledge of various things through the black liquid attached to the black being.

"Hello?!", the newly formed being shouted around.

Alphys noticed it finally.

"Who are you?", she asked.

"Good question."

"Did you wake up on the table over there?"

"Uh... yes?"

"Oh... you are a creation of bones and a certain substance..."

"What substance..?"

So Alphys took him to the tank. "Do you know who this is?", asked Alphys.

"Hm... Chara?", he replied.

"Are you sure?"

"Certainly."

"Interesting."

Alphys then got him some clothes and a nametag with "FC" on it.

"F...C? Is that my name?", he asked.

"No, it's just a placeholder.", Alphys replied, "Anyways, do you have specific magic attacks?"

He thought a bit and decided to tell Alphys that he doesn't know and wanted to try to see.

They then went to a test room with a dummy and Alphys to a side safe room.

"Attack the dummy.", Alphys said.

FC concentrated on attacking the dummy, ripping what seemed like rifts open.

These rifts shot out random lines out of plasma.

He got a knife, seemingsly out of nowhere and slashed the dummy,

At last he screamed so loud, Alphys became deaf for a moment, and he rammed the knife into the ground, making an explosion, that didn't hurt him, but the dummy was just... gone.

Not even traces of the dummy have been found.

"Do you have any 'coloured' attacks?", asked Alphys.

FC nodded.

He showed blue, orange, green and black versions of all the attacks.

The blue and orange versions were unusual though.

The blue one FROZE the enemy and the orange one forced the enemy to the end of the attack.

The black ones are always bigger and more damaging. FC got out and saw a list hanging around.

He read "Theus/Alpha", and got lost reading the info.

Alphys asks:"What are you looking at, Delta?"

"This list... Alpha, Beta, Gamma... Theus, Isirnius, Virus... REGNUM AD -"

"STOP.", Alphys interrupted.

"What?"

"This is the spell and memory of Theus to unlock his Angel form."

"It says here that it is not known how many forms he has."

"I threw him out early, there could be always more."

"What about Isirnius? He looks like an eye."

"Isirnius isn't much of an eye, but he looks like one. He acts weird without Theus to be helped."

"Why doesn't he have any attack info?"

"I never tested..."

"Oh... and what about Virus?"

"It's a snake-ish kind of thing... we don't know exactly what it can do, but it was enough for Theus to remember a hurtful moment and transform to SPIRITUS SANCTUS."

"Why is nothing known about him?"

"He escaped... but now he's a dark soul of Theus.

Let me explain the Theus Soul types I know.

Golden: They are stronger. Either they are responsible for Theus or are willingly absorbed to help the strength. Even if they are absorbed, they will have control over themselves, at least partially and have their own will. Sans, as the responsible one, will always know what Theus is doing and where he is.

Dark: They may exist, but they have one or more consequences of their actions.

Black: They are trapped, forced to help Theus' strength. In their sight, they are trapped in a white void. They have no will or capabilities, unlike the Golden.

Holy- Undertype1 : Holy souls occur, when a golden soul stays for long enough. Type 1 is able to use a special heal, which is even more effective on Theus and virtous people.

Holy - Undertype 2 : Deals more damage to people, who truly want to hurt.

Holy Undertype 3: Both.

Holy Undertype 4: Unknown."

Alphys called Sans, the responsible one for Theus over.

He was there after playing a bit with Theus.

Alphys and FC talked about a lot in the meantime.

"what is it, alph?", Sans asked.

"Well, we have a new one -" Alphys said before being interrupted.

"who are you?", Sans asked FC.

"Uh... greetings. I am Chara FC. I guess Failed Creation?"

"oh, sorry, i am sans. though something felt wrong when you said your name..."

"Hey, it's fine. Did you jave any traumatic experience with THEM, CHARA?"

"who's that?"

Alphys added "The floating black body you brought me a few days ago."

Sans remained silent.

Alphys told FC, "He almost died."

"I remember now..."

"wait, what?"

"I am made of the thing's black stuff on their outside, which supposedly carried memory that I have yet to unlock."

"That reminds me of something... a part of the lab I never thought of..."

They slowly go there, as Sans' mind starts to clutter and he starts to talk weirdly.

"EEEntry nr 17...

Dark, darker, yet darker...

The darkness keeps growing, shadows cutting deeper....

PHOTON READINGS... NEGATIVE...

There's no light here.

I can't see...

H e l p. "

Alphys and FC were confused by this.

Maybe he has having traumatic occurances?

But this seems more odd...

"Ever thought of a life without you, where everything still functions the way it does now?

It terrifies me."

"Penalty? What are you talking about, Negative?"

"Isolothorn?"

"Explain..."

Sans finally snapped out of it.

"ugh... my head..."

"Sans, are you alright?", FC asked worryingly.

"yeah... it just hurts... i saw many versions of me... somewhat... they all were me... just a bit different..."

"Let's go the the room... maybe we can find something to help."

They got to the room with 6 machines. 5 of them functional... the 6th being off...

FC got some perks and attacks.

CODE HOOK, HP BOOST, FATAL HIT UNCOUNT, ARM STRENGTH and R O D

As did Sans.

REGENERATION, SHARED ABILITIES THROUGH ALLIES OR KILL, HORROR RESISTANCE, MANIAC'S BLASTER BUFF, lxifnnskKkrnxksldmk*82847829pdlkslw,,,slllsifnjylwkfnidlsmfidlfnidk (Only he knows what it means...)

As Alphys tried to fix the 6th... it collapsed, causing an explosion...

As many have soon to find out they were in another universe.... in serperate ones.

"THIS WILL BE RATHER INTERESTING, DON'T YOU AGREE?"