writing thing I did for @the-gt-fairy Nephilim Kris AU!
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Summary:
Kris is a Nephilim. what now?
thing I started working on after reading the two fic's about Nephilim Kris out there
fics in question:
Inspired by Tumblr Au!
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Your LOVE will become theirs, their LOVE will become yours
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Susie squints her eyes, getting blinded by the light coming from Kris’ soul… As everything is engulfed in the soul’s light.
She closes her eyes tightly, trying to block the light out. She blinks her eyes, it's now dark… feeling of a varnished wood floor under her body. As she sits up, the ache in her muscles makes her groan. Sitting in between the church pews. She glanced around; it looked like a storm passed through the church.
Floor having books and torn pamphlets scattered everywhere, the wooden floor once shiny and clean now littered with claw marks and scratches. The carpet draped between the pews having frayed edges and tears. Candlesticks scattered everywhere, broken in half like twigs. Church pews, having scratch marks, and chunks missing. Despite the church’s disheveled state, she hopes things are okay. That Kris is okay. That they’re back to normal.
She turns her head over her shoulder toward the exit door. dim light leaking through the stained-glass windows illuminating, a still glowing winged Kirs… much shorter but… shit.
They lay on their back over the now crushed entry table. Kris’s wings puff out briefly, almost hitting Susie in the side and nearly knocking over a church pew. Before wrapping the wings around their body, they sit up pulling their knees close.
“Crap… Kris, you, okay?” Kris unwraps a wing around one side of their face peeking out at Susie.
“No…” their voice wavering, star-shaped pupils trembling.
“I c-can’t go home like this…” Kris' voice cracks as they speak, looking at their still armored hands.
“Man, what do we do then?” Susie ponders some ideas to herself but, reassuring Kris is her highest priority.
“Hey at least you're smaller… manageable height, and you look cool heh…” Susie pumps her fist in the air chuckling. Kris smiles, letting out a huff of amusement muffled by the one wing still covering their face. At least it got them to smile.
“yeh” Kris mumbled under their wing. Susie looks around when a thought crosses her mind. How is Kris gonna get out of this church? They’re at least 15 feet tall… so how?
“Where’s Toriel…? The knight? Was she even—” Susie cuts off her words.
“W-we did all that for….” Susie trails off, gritting her teeth.
“Let’s just go…” Susie hums, Kris uncovering their face fully, narrowing their eyes at Susie.
“How are we gonna get you out of here?” Susie, saying her thoughts out loud, Kris’ head turns toward the exit to the foyer.
“I can try crawling…” The suggestion gives Susie pause but she shrugs and walks toward the door. pushing it open, the door’s hinges creak as she swings it open.
“Alright where do you want to go… After we get out of here?” Kris hums, eyes sparking with an idea.
“The Lake…” that's a good idea. No one goes over there very often, it could work…
“Maybe stay behind a few trees? I know you don’t want anyone to see you...” Just in case they don’t go back to normal by tomorrow.
“Alright let’s try getting you out of this place!” Susie's voice is filled with determination, she's lucky her hoodie hides her tail... since it had started wagging. As Susie walks through the open doorway, Kris starts to pull themself through the open doors. When their wings don’t fit… Kris pulls them in close, rolling on their side to try and fit, when as they grab the doorframe there’s a cracking sound coming from it.
Kris lets go rolling back on their stomach they try dragging their body through grabbing the open doors when the left door creaks as it's torn off its hinges… Now holding the door in their hand, they drop it, like it bit them it hits the ground with a hollow thud. damn…. That’s not good.
Susie stares wide-eyed at Kris. Dang They're stronger than she thought.
“T-that door was just, really weak…” Kris tries to joke, it’s not very effective. Kris pushed themself back out of the doorway into the main church.
“Mhm… sure,” Susie shook her head letting her hair fall back over her eyes, in a feeble attempt to hide her nerves.
“So… you don’t fit. Hmmm, maybe the windows?” Susie walks toward one of the biggest windows to the left of the stage. Kris stands in the church. Head brushing against the ceiling… they hunch over to avoid hitting their head on the wooden rafters.
Susie grabs a piece of a broken candlestick, rearing back she hucks it at the window as hard as she can. It shatters not dissimilar to the glass panels that told the prophecy…
just less dramatic…
She waves to Kris who carefully walks over trying not to let the floor crack under their weight.
Crouching down Kris peers outside, Susie walks around the mini giant, heading for the main exit.
“I’ll meet you outside,” before Kris can confirm, she’s already gone. Kris sighs, looking outside, they grab the bottom edge of the broken window. Their armor covered hands keeps the glass from cutting them.
Putting their head outside, Kris turns on their side slightly to help them get outside. Pushing at the base of the window, the wall lets out a creak, they keep going. Folding their wings in close. Torso now outside, Kris pulls their left foot out, stepping on the wet grass. As Kris pulls their right leg out, standing on their left leg, they feel faint, tipping over, they’re falling.
Kris tumbles down wings splayed out, in a desperate attempt to prevent falling. Landing on the ground with a loud thud. They bolt up, head spinning trying to steady themself. Kris drags their way to the front of the church. Seeing Susie leaning against the front wall, arms folded over her chest.
Susie looks up at Kris.
Kris Looks down at Susie.
It felt weird seeing her so small… she was normally so tall… but now Kris could easily carry her in their hands. A moment of silence. Kris tilts their head, wings unfurling a little. Susie scoffs…
“You, ok? I heard you… uh…” Susie stops not wanting to say she could feel the ground shake when they fell.
“I’m Fine…” Kris really doesn’t need Susie worrying about them right now. Too much had happened. Too much was still going to happen.
“Heh, okay…” Susie pushes herself off the wall, looking up at Kris expecting them to lead.
Kris paused looking up to see dark storm clouds covering the sky above. The smell of damp soil and wet greenery permeated through the air.
“It smells nice… After the rain.” Susie sounds somber in her words. Kris’ heart ached at her words.
Kris turns and starts walking toward the lake… keeping their pace slow not wanting to lose Susie. Despite their heart pounding at the simple thought of being seen.
Kris pauses to look behind themself constantly, making sure Susie is still there. Soon standing at the cross point between the lake and their house.
“Let's find you a place by the lake first…” Kris nods, understanding Susie's hesitation to talk to their mom. leading them to the lake. The smell of approaching rain fills Kris’ senses, as the wind picks up…
The two now are at the lake’s edge. Kris turns to the left, brushing past a few rows of trees. A small clearing at the edge of the lake. Kris takes a breath, looking down at Susie, Kris huffs and sits at the lakes edge… Kris pulling their wings in close, like a blanket. Listening to the gentle sway of the lake.
Susie doesn’t want to leave; she doesn't want to confront Toriel… several ideas swirl in her head, her skin crawling at the, what if this, what if that… but she had to… she’d be the one taking the blame if Kris didn’t return home…
“I’ll… I’ll tell your mom you’re staying at my place.”
“Mhm.” Kris’s words lace in deep exhaustion. Susie shrugs and turns leaving kris in the clearing. Walking back to the fork in the road. Walking down the road to Kris’s home it made her heart tremble, clenching her jaw. She could hear the muffled sound of music as she approached.
Going over ideas in her head she had to lie… she reached her hand up, knocking at the door. a pause the music stopped.
The door swung open… the familiar smell of alcohol filled her nose. Toriel standing before her.
“Snoozie!” she gives a slurred greeting, Susie spots that convince store owner standing near an old record player.
“Are you going to stay…" her words die in her mouth, face falling, sobering for a short moment.
“Wh-Where’s Kris?” she straightened up, looking past Susie.
“Is Kris pull-ing a prank? ‘cause if they’re ‘round that corner…” Toriel slurs and hiccups through her words as they dissolve into a giggle fit. Alright time for Susie to lie her ass off.
“Um actually… Kris is staying at my place tonight? I almost forgot to tell you heh. They were sleeping hard, like, suuuuper hard. I didn’t want to wake them… So, I just ran over.” after a moment of hard staring from Toriel.
“I-I don’t have your number…” the long moment of tense silence as Susie grits her teeth, keeping her mouth closed. was she caught did Toriel see through her? relief wases over the teen monster as Toriel pats her shoulder thanking her for coming through the rain. She offers Susie an umbrella, which Susie brushes off, saying she’ll be fine. Toriel gives her a warm smile, Susie gives her a sicky note with her apartment and phone number. Toriel smiles again and sticks it to the empty TV stand, going back to dancing with that skeleton… Susie closes the door, trying not to slam it out of rage.
She paces in the front lawn looking up at Kris’ bedroom window wishing they were there that everything could be normal. She sneers and turns, starting the walk back to the lake.
She can’t help but feel it’s her fault maybe if she’d just kept her mouth shut, not provoked The Knight… Kris wouldn’t have… no that’s stupid… thinking on it now Kris was showing sings of this happening for a while now… Pretty much since they met Tennna… Kris had grown in height being Susie’s height by the time they fought the Roaring Knight. And taller than Susie by the time they entered the church… she initially thought it was just human puberty or something… but now? She wasn’t so sure.
Why didn’t she see it? She should have stopped it. she could have—
She sees a trash can sitting by the picnic tables. Her brows furrow she kicks it over, and over, and over, and over, and—
She stops… It sits on the ground dents in its side… trash strewn over the ground… fluid seeping from the torn bag…
she didn’t feel any better… and now her foot hurt.
She puts her hands in her pants pockets. Huffing, Walking the rest of the way to the lake. Turing, to the left walking through the trees seeing Kris right where she left them… laying down in their wings wrapped them like a cocoon. Looking like a glowing bundle of feathers.
“She bought it… you’re safe till tomorrow…” Kris sits up uncurling their wings a little… body still hidden, their glowing form towering over her.
“Mmmm, K” Kris drones out.
“You back to normal at all? Or…” Kris flares out their wings, showing their body looking the same as before.
“No…” Susie pauses thinking on what to say.
“I-I don’t know much on humans… Is this like… human puberty?” Kris takes a deep breath shrugging their shoulders, shaking their head...
“Well maybe we—I can look for something at the library? Get some answers” Kris slumps back down laying on their side. Facing away, Curling their wings back around their body. Looking like a feathery sleeping bag.
“Alright then…” Susie turns to leave…
“Mmmm” Kris rolls over facing her, pulling their heads wings back showing their face. Their pleading eyes make her pause. between this and her bed at home… there was no competition…
She huffs walking over to Kris walking onto their wing. Kris stretching the other over Susie protecting her from the rain. She hesitates before laying down, getting comfortable Kris pulls their wings in close. Their wings were warm. Like sitting in the sunshine on a nice day.
It felt odd being this close… considering how tall they were…
“Stay… please,” Kris mutters, Susie scoffs… as Kris reaches out cupping their left hand around her back. Pushing her in close pulling their wings in even more. It was weird being the short one for a change.
“Least you’re cozy…” Susie’s face felt warm as she spoke… warmer than normal. Kris snorts, taking notice of Susie’s blushing face. In return she kicks them playfully in the side. Kris closes their wings on her feathers restraining her movement. She writhes under their wings. When Kris pulls the top wing back letting the rain hit Susie…
“Ah! You jerk!” Susie tries her best to hold back her laughter, as Kris snickers stretching their wing back out covering Susie. She yawns leaning back on her heels… remembering Toriel… she should leave and sleep at home, simply because Toriel might come to get Kris… or check on them… and she doesn’t want to worry her. no other reason… She already had an idea of what to say. But it was nice being here wrapped in Kris’ wings… but…
She tries to push Kris’s wing off her and they only for them to curl around her more.
“Can’t you stay…?” Kris whines, their eyes showing an insistence. Susie rolls her eyes at Kris’s fruitless pleading.
“Ugh, don’t give me THAT look… I need to go. I told Toriel that you’re staying at my place. If I’m not there and Toriel shows up—” Kris hums in discontent.
“Mmmm, K” Susie’s body is shaken by Kris’s humming. But they pull their wing back letting Susie stand… she starts walking away looking back seeing Kris all wrapped up in their wings. She sighs, what was she going to do tomorrow?
Susie walked home, the rain was cold, but it didn’t phase her. she walked up the stairs to her apartment. seeing a monster shaped thing passed out on the couch beer cans littering the floor…. TV is still on illuminating the living room. She walked to her room, uncaring about the heaviness of her footsteps. they won’t wake anyway…
She lays in her worn out mattress, wishing she could have stayed there with Kris… the warmth of their wings was, nice. but… part of her felt she deserver to be uncomfortable… for not realizing and helping them sooner. That she dissevered to be punished…
She tries to sleep tossing and turning, before finally falling asleep. Her head is filled with nightmares… about that fucking prophecy… she—
There is a TON of biblical symbolism in UTDR, which is a whole other tangent I could go on, but the titans are obviously supposed to be like nephilims. And while I'm iffy on the Player is the Angel theory for reasons, I couldn't get out of my head that well. We have Kris, a human, and the Soul, (potentially) an Angel, and angel+human=nephilim soooo....time to put my fav through the g/t horrors :D
with the nephilim kris au, how do you think susie and ralsei reacted to seeing them like that for the first time? i think susie would think its cool af ngl.
also. how does kris feel about this? are they stuck like this? are they scared? oooh im so invested in this au now
I’ve had some vaaague scenes replaying in my head. Like I’ve been imagining the process of Kris turning into a nephilim would be a relatively slow one, and not something they planned for at all, so they try to keep it hidden and pretend they haven’t shot up to their brother’s height in one night. They’re definitely freaking out and yeah they’ve always wanted to be a monster but not like this!!
something happens ig in ch 4 that really speeds up the process so they sort of take the place of the titan at the end. Ralsei and Susie don’t know it’s them so they attack at first, but once they realize what’s up they back down. Susie would definitely think they look badass but also still be worried for them
I dunno if Kris would only be stuck like this in the Dark world and be less affected in the Light world or what. At they very least once the Angel is gone at the end they’d go back to mostly normal
