'Yo' - Harry writing or signing

'Yo' - Thoughts

'Howdy' Angry monsters (Flowey)

AN: I've been asked what run it was. It is a Pacifist run.

AN2: I have a tumblr blog for this story now if anyone wants to ask questions or anything. The link will be in the end notes.

Chapter 11 - Curiosity Can Kill

The two walked down the path and Frisk moved over to the yellow star. Harry hummed and watched the younger kid blank out. 'It's like a Save Point. When Frisk 'dies' they come back to the last one. Like what happens in those video games the others at the orphanage used to play.' He thought to himself as he waited.

He frowned and looked at his hands, studying the way the bones joined on his right hand and wiggled his fingers slightly. He pushed the sleeve of the hoodie up and noticed that his entire arm was just bones now, instead of just to his elbow.

'Need to keep an eye out on the rest of my body.' He thought, mind going to how he had noticed that his leg was changing, slowly, but whatever had happened had caused it to jump ahead of schedule. He let out a mute sigh and looked up to see Frisk blinking their eyes as they came out of the Save Point.

Harry smiled at them as they walked over to him, 'You ready to visit Napstablook?' He asked them. They nodded with a beaming smile.

Frisk started to walk to the middle path and Harry followed them with his hands in his pockets. He coughed as a stitch caught in his side and frowned as he rubbed his chest. He was getting slightly worried about his body, he wasn't sure if his magic would be able to handle the strain of being a hybrid, or if his body would be able to. He didn't know what would happen if his ribs started showing. Would it be like Sans and Papyrus and nothing be visible, or would all his organs be visible and possibly a liability.

Frisk tugged on his sleeve and he looked down and met their worried face. He put a smile on quickly and signed that he was fine, just a little tired. Frisk frowned but nodded. They didn't believe him, he was too quick to smile. But they would leave it alone for now.

Harry pointed at the path, 'This way, right?' He asked and Frisk nodded. Harry hummed and grinned at them, 'Race you!' He signed before taking off. Frisk jumped and ran after him. Their feet pounded on the ground and Harry peeked back to see Frisk on his heels.

He sped up, wind pushing his hair back and ruffling his clothes. They skidded to a stop in front of two houses and Harry laughed silently before coughing again. Frisk signed to him in worry and he waved it off.

'I'm fine, just haven't had a race like that in a while.' He signed before sighing, a scratchy noise instead of the usual breath of air. He rubbed the scar on his throat slightly as it tingled. It usually did that after he coughed, a reminder of his silence.

'I'm going to go talk to Napstablook. Are you coming?' Frisk asked. Harry thought for a moment and shook his head.

'Go on in without me. I'm going to explore a bit. I'll meet you in the center room in half an hour. Okay?' He sent back and they frowned slightly before nodded. Harry ruffled their hair before waving and walking away.

He went to the main room again and looked around. No one was around. He sighed and sat down and took off his bag. He opened it to see Flowey was missing. He sighed slightly and pulled out the cell phone Sans had gotten him.

He flipped it open and pondered the thought of sending Sans a text but eventually shut the phone and put it away. He frowned and leaned back until he was laying on the ground. So many thoughts were going through his head.

He was wondering about the crying child, about that other place, what Gaster was up to and many other things. He was also worried about the shape of his Soul.

Speaking of which Harry sat up and cradled his right hand to his chest and tugged slightly. A glowing heart appeared in his hand. It was crooked unlike Frisk's and it was a swirling mess of blue and green. Harry frowned, thinking of the black Soul that had come from his scar and rubbed it absentmindedly with his left hand.

As he gazed at his Soul he noticed that there were cracks through it. He frowned and looked closer and realized that the cracks were from when he died. And they looked to be almost stitched back together by a pulsing red thread. The same color as Frisk's Soul.

He put it back where it was supposed to be and stood up. He looked at the glowing yellow star and walked over to it. He reached out a hand and started to touch it, never noticing his eyes starting to glow red like Frisk's Soul.

He wanted answers. He wanted to know what was going on. How he was still alive, how these things worked. And he knew it all centered on these stupid little SAVE points. He slammed his hand down on it and suddenly everything was black.

He looked around and frowned when there was nothing to be seen.

"So you're back." He heard the raspy voice as it came from everywhere. "You didn't listen to Sans instruction. Heh." Harry narrowed his eyes. He knew this voice, but couldn't remember quite from where.

"That was my downfall. I didn't listen to Sans either. I grew too curious and they payed the price. I tried to stop what I had begun, but by the time I realized what I had done, it was too late." A figure stepped out of the darkness.

It was wearing Sans' jacket and Papyrus' scarf, both torn and bloody. Harry's eyes grew wide as they met a matching pair.

"By the time I was able to stop them, they had already killed everyone. I wasn't able to SAVE anyone. Ironic really, since it all started over SAVEing. Heh. They were too strong. Too powerful. So I kept them in an infinite loop. They had a SAVE and so did I. Around and around we went. Neither of us winning and neither of us losing until I was finally able to use a different kind of magic to destroy their SAVE." Harry watched in horror as the fight sequence came up. He looked at his doubles LV and realized what they were saying.

"I killed them. Permanently. I killed my little sibling because of my own mistake. Because I caused them to be taken by a demon. The answers you want… the ones you seek. They only lead to a blood stained ending. Don't make my mistake Harry. Wake up, and live your own path. Because I gave up mine so that you could live yours." Harry then noticed that his double was bleeding from many wounds.

Harry covered his mouth in shock as the other collapsed to the ground, a knife plunged to the handle in his back.

"Heh. Heh. At least… I made it to warn you… I think I've earned a rest now… Goodnight, Harry." With that the double's eyes closed and they faded away.

Harry jerked back from the golden star and panted in pain as tears ran down his cheeks. He had almost caused what had happened to his double. He would never have been able to forgive himself if he had caused that.

He was still shaking when Frisk came up to him. He looked at them and grabbed them in a hug as he shook. They hugged him back in confusion. He just sat there and hugged them for a few minutes until he calmed down.

They signed to him in worry, asking him what was wrong and he shook his head, 'It's fine. Just a bad dream.'

Frisk looked at him and then shook their head, 'Don't let Papyrus know you were sleeping.' They signed. Harry chuckled, and Frisk looked at him sharply without him noticing. They glanced at his throat and frowned.

'You ready to move forward?' Frisk nodded to the question. Harry nodded as well and stood up, 'Well, let's go befriend a fish.' He signed with a grin. Frisk giggled silently and followed him. Neither of them noticed the phantom watching them from the SAVE point, it's red eyes glowing.

Together they were able to make it through the next few rooms with little problem. Harry stopped to read a few of the epitaphs along the way and when they came to a lantern puzzle Harry kept a lantern lit as Frisk went through and then hurried through himself.

Harry noticed that Frisk was getting anxious and frowned as he followed them. It was almost like they knew something was coming. They started to walk down a hallway and it got darker and darker. There were no lamps to light so Harry took Frisk's hand as they walked.

They came to an echo flower and Harry touched its petals. "Behind you." It said and Harry froze as the hair on the back of his neck stood up. He turned around as the lights came back on to see Undyne clunking towards them.

"Seven." Undyne started, voice muffled by her helmet. "Seven human Souls. With the power of seven humans Souls our king, King Asgore Dreemur will become a god. With that power, Asgore will be able to finally shatter the barrier. He will finally take the surface back from the humans. And give them back the pain and suffering that we have endured!" She said passionately.

Harry watched her for any sudden movements, ready to act as she continued, "Understand humans. This is your only chance at redemption. Give up your Souls, or I'll tear them from your bodies!" A lance appeared in her hand and Harry scowled.

She started to charge forward and Harry's eye started to glow. He was about to stop her when MK ran from behind the reeds.

"Undyne! I'll help you fight!" He said loudly, before looking around. He spotted Frisk and grinned, "Yo! You did it! Undyne is right in front of you! You've got front row seats to her fight!"

Harry put a hand on his face, the kid just didn't get it. He still thought Frisk was a monster. And he had seen Harry's features enough around Snowdin to know Harry wasn't 'human'.

Then MK looked confused, "Wait… who's she fighting?" He asked before Undyne grabbed him and started dragging him away, "H-hey! You aren't going to tell my parents about this, are you?"

Harry rubbed his face as they left view and looked at Frisk. They looked determined to continue and Harry sighed. He motioned for them to continue. Frisk nodded and they led Harry to the next part of their journey.

Harry stopped to listen to the echo flowers and smiled at the conversation. He really wanted to free everyone. He leaned against one of the blue flowers and made a silent promise. He smiled and backed away before following Frisk through an entrance and they both started over a bridge.

They were almost over the bridge when they heard a call from behind them.

"Yo!" It was Monster Kid. He was looking a little ill at ease as he walked closer, "Yo… I know I'm not supposed to be here, but…" He started, looking down slightly, "I want to ask you something." He was looking directly at Frisk as he talked, "Man… I've never had to ask this to someone before." He paused and took a breath in, "You, you're human, right?" He asked.

Frisk nodded and MK looked conflicted again, "I knew it… well, I know it now at least. Undyne told me to 'stay away from those humans'. But Harry's not a human. Right? I've seen his eye and arm, and I've seen him use magic, and everyone knows that only monsters can use magic." He rambled slightly before looking downcast suddenly, "I guess this makes us enemies or something… But I'm not all that great at being mean to people, so can you, like, say something mean so that I can hate you?" The kid asked.

Frisk shook their head and smiled kindly at MK. MK teared up slightly, "So I have to do it? O-okay… here goes. I hate your guts!" He said before sniffling in sadness, "Oh man, now I feel horrible. I'm such a turd… I'm just going to go home now." MK turned and started to run and Harry's eyes widened as he fell.

Frisk ran forward as Harry whipped out his hand and caught MK before he could fall. Frisk pulled him up and Harry released his magic, the blue glow around MK vanishing. Harry looked up to see Undyne watching them and he scowled, raking a hand through his hair, eye glowing dangerously, daring her to do something.

MK didn't notice as he stood in front of Frisk, "Y-yo dude!" He started, stuttering, "I-if you want t-to hurt my f-friends, y-you're gonna h-have to go through me first!" He said.

Harry felt Undyne's eyes on him as she started to move back. He felt as though she had excepted his challenge as she vanished back the way she had come. 'That's gonna come back and bite me, isn't it?' He thought as MK turned to Frisk.

"She's gone… yo, you really saved my skin there. You and Harry. I guess being enemies was just a nice thought… ha, we're just going to have to be friends instead!" He said with a grin. "I should really be getting home. My parents are going to be worried sick. Later dudes!" He said before taking off, not tripping this time.

Harry smiled and shook his head. 'Let's go. I feel that everything is going to be coming to a head soon.' He signed to Frisk. Frisk nodded and they kept walking.

I know, I know, it's been a while. But between getting a job and other things that have been happening. I haven't had time, or the want to write for a while. I apologize and will try to update more often.

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