Mission Tale VI: Shattered Unity

This fucking week. 

I don't know what or who to believe anymore.

My girlfriend, love of my life, La Luz en mi oscuridad. . . brought back my dead criminal brother from the dead. 

And now we're all working together. . to bring down a mad scientist and his even more insane subject. . 

All while my dad doesn't have a clue in the fucking world. 

We sat for a while, Frisk told me everything we needed to know. Or more like everything that she currently knew.

"She hit you with a backpack?"

"Hard. . I think my face is still red from that blow. Your girl saved me from a literal concussion. . though I think I already got one . . ."

It felt so odd; the casual talk with Kiliano. It's been literal ages since we've. . spoke like brothers. 

Frisk was sitting on the opposite side of us, lost in her own thoughts. I wanted to check on her but, I feel as if she needs the quiet space, especially with the two monsters in the picture. 

"So. . do we have a solid ground plan? For how we'll capture them both?"

"I dunno, hermanito. I just got back and, Miss spiritual over there seems kind of out of it. . we should just take a breather for now."

"Well, it has to be quick. . my dad will be back soon and, if he sees you. ."

"Oh, trust me. I am not excited for confronting your teddy bear father."

"Neither am I. . "

"How about our house?" Frisk suggested, her voice quiet and hesitant as if the slightest rise would agitate an animal. 

"Seems like a plan. ." I nod in agreement, "I'll go and explain this to Asriel, if that's okay with you?"

"Of course. We need all hands on deck for this."

"Then it's settled. Go back home, I'll get Azzy from dad's briefing and, we can work it all out there."

All three of us nodded silently in agreement. Frisk got up first as she silently walked to grab her stuff.

". . You sure know how to pick them, hermanito." Kiliano leaned over and whispered next to me.

"Well, I mean, so do you. . " I whisper back, "Elijah-"

"What? Eugh. Elijah and I did not have anything going on."

"Well, with the way that he was talking about you it seemed-"

"No. We were just friends. . he may have saw something with us but. . he was never my focus."

". . He's the cause of nearly all of this mess. . "

"Frisk told me. Don't worry. . we'll fix this."

I sure hope so. . .

Nothing's been the same for nearly months since this case went by. 

No one is well.

No one is themselves. 

We went from solving crimes and mysteries to trying to block out entities from entering the living realm. That statement alone makes my bones chill. 

I prepared to return to my car before I heard the front door opening with Frisk coming to my side.

"Chara." Frisk pants as she walks over to me. 

"Hey.. you alright?" 

"I should be asking you that. . I'm so-"

"Don't apologize. I understand this vision of yours."

"I should have asked first. Before all of this. . "

"I really needed that talk with Kiliano. . a well-needed one before he. ."

". . It still doesn't make it right, what I did."

"Don't bash yourself. I would have done the same thing in this case. . Hanzo needs us. . and we need all of the help that we can get on this."

Frisk stayed silent, an unreadable expression flashed along her face before Kiliano walked out in a hoodie and a mask. 

"Ready to go?" He asks, his voice muffled. I unlocked the car, and with that, all three of us settled into the car to drive back to me and Frisk's house. 

It only took minutes, before an hour when Asriel arrived. 

And boy did he not take this news well. He nearly fainted on the spot at Kiliano's face while Maya and Frisk nearly failed to hold his heavy body up to our couch. 

But after a lot of talking and keeping Asriel from shooting Kiliano square in the head (again), we managed to start the first phase of Frisk's plan. 

"Wait. . so what is Wing-Ding trying to do?" Kiliano blinked while Frisk paced along the living room with files in her hand.

"That's what we're trying to figure out. He was revived thanks to that Italian moron, and his soul is in Hanzo. ." Frisk mumbled, her eyes never leaving the files that threatened to crinkle in her shaking hands. 

"Why Hanzo?"

"He was the only person on the scene that lived. . it made sense. ." Asriel croaked quietly from the loveseat. 

"Dad and Wing-Ding were close friends." I thought out loud, thinking back on when Wing-Ding would hang out with my dad.

It was a good few times when they would meet up, Wing-Ding would have come in with a suitcase and a paper bag of alcohol while he and Dad would drink and vent out their problems  

But I only saw it as just friendly visits from him; that crooked smile on his face was so deceiving.

I also remember Alphys saying that he stayed here, but Azzy and I didn't have any idea where he could possibly be in our house. 

"Maybe we can ask Asgore?" Frisk adds on, pausing her pacing while she leaned against the couch thoughtfully. 

"How can we do it without seeming suspicious?" Asriel asks with clasped hands, 

"Well, with Wing-Ding being batshit on the loose, we need all of the information we can get about his past whereabouts. . " Frisk says quietly, "I can go to his office. Maybe I can get something out of him."

We all nodded in agreement, tense silence filling the room. 

My head is reeling. . heart is pounding. . 

I just have a odd feeling about all of this, but who wouldn't in this case?

Gods, please spare us from what's to come. .

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