Red Eyes [Chara X Reader]

4: When you call it's Name.

{A/n I highly recommend the music whenever I include it because it makes moments significantly more impactful!}

'Stay Determined.' The large flower commanded.

 It's a voice I knew. But It Isn't a voice I wanted to hear. 

It isn't the voice of the savior of monsterkind. Instead, the voice that spilled out of the grand flower and poisoned the air was that of the thing from my vision. The thing from the forest. 

The thing I could feel standing behind me. 

I hear it step towards me and feel the overwhelming pressure of it flood my mind with fear. It giggles softly, drinking in my every shaky breath of terror like a glass of wine it's savoring. 

I can feel it looking at me, it's gaze like a dagger being slid across my back. I force my body to stop trembling. What is this thing? If I'm going to die anyway, I want to at least get a peak at this thing.

'That's right [Y/n] your curiosity can be a tool!' I tell myself. 

I close my eyes and try to push aside my fear and allow my desire to overwhelm it. 

As soon as I feel the control return to my limbs, I turn around and looked at the thing that had made me so afraid.

 The girl that stood there certainly isn't what I expected but that did nothing to ease my terror. 

The playful grin she held while exerting such a terrible presence makes me want to puke. I was hardly able to tear my gaze from the floor to look at the bottom half her face. 

For some reason I stopmyself, as if by instinct. Not letting myself look into the girl's eyes. But as is becoming a reoccurring theme, my desire gets the better of me and I looked at the tall woman in the eyes. 

Her eyes are, "Red?" I think aloud. The crimson pools of blood I stared into looked back at me, as if judging my very soul. Her grin changes to a smirk. Though I don't notice. I'm too lost in her eyes.

Her Red Eyes.

They say that the eyes are the windows into the soul. And I never thought about that until this moment. It's as if I can see the faint threads emotions locked behind the red door of the girls eyes. 

The anger, hatred, and contempt for me and all that I represent. The grief and anguish. The intelligence and cunning behind them. We only locked eyes for seconds, but it felt like days. They told the beginnings of a very interesting story. One that sparked in me a brighter curiosity then anything ever has. 

Those eyes make Waterfall look plain and outright underwhelming. 

I feel my fear begin to fade away and be replaced with a gnawing desire to know more about this thing. 

"Greetings." With that she released me of her crushing pressure. I have the strangest feeling she is... allowing me to draw breath. 

If I'm a candle, and Frisk is a forest fire then this demon Is a volcano.

"U-Uh." I stutter over my attempt to respond. Her grin widens with sadistic glee.

I'm going to die. It's the only way this could end. This girl is a demon plain and simple. Though I could think properly now I don't see anyway out of this.

 She's in front of the exit, and there's no possible way I could outrun this thing. 

'Well, if I'm going to die anyway then I'm not going to give the satisfaction of even another ounce of my terror,' I think defiantly.