A/N: Hi, Hello, everyone. Before you begin reading. This story is set an Alternative Universe. The events of Undertale do not happen in this story, the world in this story is quite bigger than in Undertale as such the length in which all the acts take longer to accomplish. The characters will make an will make an appearance along the way. Though it's not to say the events won't occur in a similar fashion. Also WARNING! THIS STORY WILL HAVE A LOT OF VIOLENCE. SEX/RAPE AND GRAPHIC CONTENT YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. If this kind of elements don't fancy you. You have been warned.

"Frisk.." A young, alluring voice called out to the boy who was tied up, battered. Weakened from several forms of torture and enslavement.

"Frisk.." Calling out to him once more, he looked around in hope of finding the one who calls his name, his eyes were sloppy, yielding days, weeks of suffering within them.

they limped as they looked covering the black void that formed around him as if a dream. He appeared silent, the bonds that took him were no more. But could not find the voice

that spoke to him.

"Frisk. Do you wish for power?"

Suddenly, a figure reveals itself, similar in age to himself. Almost identical style of choice from his own. Although with inverted color shadowing his being. appeared

behind him, freighten by his appearance he didn't dare to move only cowered in fear of this person.

"Power? Wha-what power?...An-and who are- you" Frisk spoke, trying to overcome the pain that lingered even so through this dream-like state. The figure appeared to be idle

for a second before answering once more.

"Power to escape this fate you've been enduring." The voice spoke once again with the smooth alluring voice.

"Esc-escape? How cou-could I poss-possible escape this night-nightmare" He said

"You've met with a terrible fate haven't you? I can help you. If you wish for power I shall grant it, if you wish for freedom, I shall provide it. If you wish to destroy

those who have done this too you. I shall make it happen. All you must do is not given in to despair. You have such a strong soul, one that can hold out longer then you could

imagine. All you have to do is use it. Use me, and you shall escape this prison. This place. And gain back your freedom."

The voice remained still for the moment after speaking. Frisk stared idly at this figure. He looks around the void trying to make sense of all this, with distorted view

on the world thus far, it didn't really matter to him what crazy insanity lurked within his mind. If by chance he could escape this fate, he wouldn't dare pass up that chance.

"You- you can really- help me?" He answered

"Of course" The voice answered back, Frisk looked around, is it even possible for something like this to exist, was this a mental condition. Did he finally snap under the

pain is this thing, or voice apart of his subconscious?

"I don't know...How- is all this possible"

The figure appeared to frown, seeing as it isn't convincing him that they could help him, the figure decides another approach to the matter.

"I see. If you do not wish to escape your fate. Then you shall rot in this prison for all eternity. I'm sorry you wish this for yourself. But if you cannot come to a

decision then I no longer need to be here."

The voice says, stepped back into the darkness. Turning around readying to leave, before Frisk speaks

"Wait, WAIT! No don't go! Pl-please" Frisk coughed as he tried to continue, the pain was over him.

"I'll do it, I accept. Whatever this is, I want to escape from here. I don't-I don't want to live this anymore!" he shouted, with tears running down his face. There was silent,

his constant whimpering made the void noisy and loud, but steps back forward towards him, as the figure revealed itself to be far more similar than it appeared. the attraction

seemed uncanny to his own appearance. Not just the style of clothes, but. the only difference was this person was female!

"Then. Do we have a deal?" She said

"De-deal? What's the price for this?" he nervously approached the question

"Oh, I'll tell you. But only after. What do you say?" She said once more. Frisk's eyes followed along the void for a second before looking back at her. She didn't look evil,

but her intentions were off, what was he even thinking, this could be nothing more then some Illusion created from his own mind. But, something seemed real about her.

"Y-yes, I-I accept. How do I accept" He answered

"Take my hand" She demanded, though with a soft voice. Frisk slowly rose his hand to meet hers, once he held onto it, she pulled him forward. Their faces almost touching.

growing closer to his ear, she whispered

"Thank you."

Waking up from his trances dream state, he remained in pain, almost like before he couldn't feel half of it, like it wasn't affecting him, trying to move felt worse. He was

still bound and tied, he thought it was dream until the voice spoke up once more within his head.

"First, break your bonds" Echoing throughout his mind. He struggled for a moment, relying the idea that, this task was simply impossible, there was no way he could break out

of it alone? But wait, so this wasn't a dream?

"Don't be like that. Now that you have me, those tiny little knots can't keep you back. Go on, try it. Try releasing your strength, break the bonds" She said once more, the

voice gave him a bit of a headache, the tone of it, within his own battered state it didn't help him much either. But without much thought against hers. He did as she said

with not much effort, the rope that kept him tightly wrapped up on the floor split in two, releasing his hands from their tight grip. He huffed onto his back, the load off

his wrist seemed to give him comfort, but the marks that came from the rope remained to be seen. bruised from how tight those who put them there.

"Now, stand up. No matter how much pain you are in. You must get endure it. If you wish to get anywhere else, you have at least give this much"

Listening carefully to her voice, he move slowly towards the back wall, that was a task heavy in itself, capable of walking? That would take more time then it did speaking

with her. Still, he tried to get to his feet. The pain was too much for him! he tried to keep standing, but immediately feel to his knees, the drop caused even more pain

the aching, the pain. it seemed too much.

"Do you want them to find out you have released yourself? Come on! Try harder!" She said

"I-okay, I'll try." He said within his mind.

Standing once more, keeping himself to the bars of the cell, he slowly, slowly made his way towards the entrance. Once there, he wasn't sure how he was going to break the

lock.

"Do not fret, Leave this to me." She said, a moment later, his eyes blinked red for a moment, within that time. it didn't take long, but the bars were suddenly smashed open

almost like they were forced opened from his side, unaware that it just happened. But no time seemed to have gone by.

"Now. Listen carefully, I'm going to lead towards the exit of this place. But before you do that. Let's have a little fun shall we?" She said with a menacing voice all of a

sudden. Frisk got nervous hearing it, apart of it almost sounded demonic in a sense. What exactly does she mean 'fun' How could anything here be of 'fun'

"Simple. A guard is making his way here right now. You. Are going to kill him. Don't worry this shouldn't be too hard for you. Afterall this particular guard is here for you

especially."

That's right, every now and then a guard will show up to unlock the gate, it happens often, even something big isn't going on out there this person will show up to take

advantage of Frisk's weak state.

Frisk cowered at the thought and hid inbetween one of the walls that was around the entrance to this prison. The guard walked up making his presence very well known. He immediately

noticed that the cell was empty. With his sudden turnaround he noticed Frisk standing there. He was prepared to attack with his weapon stuck to his waist.

"What are you doing, if you do not attack him now, he will kill you." She said, but Frisk seemed scared, and was unable to move from his position. It seemed unlikely that he

would be willing to even make the attempt to attack him with his current mindset.

"I see, I guess I shouldn't blame someone who has been filthy abused, and beaten by those for months. So be it, but you understand that you will have to pay for this right?"

her voice echoed around the deepest parts of his brain.

The guard growled at him, sitting there in the darkness Frisk seemed unaffected suddenly by his presence. Now wielding the weapon at his waist, which was actually a large stick, or club. He charged him, with ease Frisk, shadows in his face. moved out of the way, the guard missed him, moving towards the cells, next to one of the doors. With another lunge towards him, he ducked out of the way, gripping the cage door and smashing against the guards face.

He stumbled backwards a bit, giving him enough time to punch him in the balls, trip him and stomp his lower area. the sound of crunching remained apparent. The club left the

guards hand, Frisk quickly picking it up and aiming to kill, a wickedly evil smile filled his face, leaving the guard in terror.

BAM!

With the sound of a blunt object hitting against something, several snapping noises were heard. The guard's face was bashed in, several times. Frisk regaining his head, noticed the horror that laid upon the floor. covering his mouth, he was going to puke. rushing past the guard and throwing up all over his cell.

"That is how you deal with trash like that. If you wish to get far Frisk, you are going to have to handle this yourself. Otherwise face the consequences."

She didn't sound so nice this time around. She seemed to hold a cold attitude even for someone that speaks within his head, he knew, right now. He felt a sinister chill rubbing against his soul knife-like pain that touched once those words entered his thoughts.

Frisk kept his pace, as much as he could with the bruises and wounds that littered his body, his strength was weak, and without much food, his energy was low too. If he couldn't escape soon. He doesn't have to worry about the guards or those men, he will die shortly.

"Careful, once you reach this doorway, there will be a guard patrolling the area. Like before, and like I showed you."

Frisk with the club in hand, didn't have much confidence in himself, but something lingering against his soul, the side of him that remained in fear somehow strayed away. Even with his weakened body. He seems to understand that his strength is greater than he realises.

Frisk understand that even with her power, he isn't going to have an easy time dealing with this guard. So with what little ability he had in being clever he tapped the wall next to him.

Alerted by the sudden noise, the guard stepped closer down the hallway towards him. Slumping like an arrogant guard he was, whoever loved this man, whoever cared for him it didn't matter to Frisk now, because this guy was going to die. It was unlike him to suddenly feel like this but like before his level of confidence suddenly changed.

The guard came around the corner, Frisk swung the club, surprised by the guard's ability to react, he blocked the first blow with his arms, the force knocked him back unfortunately, he charged him giving no time for another quick reaction, slamming the head end of the club into the guard's face. Smashing against the wall, to the ground, he fell.

"Is he dead?" He said within his mind.

"It would appear, Nice kill, for someone who first appeared like a weak beaten boy, you sure showed him didn't you."

"Tell me, How did it feel?" She asked

"I don't know, I got a rush...like"

"Haha! Nice! That's what I like to hear, you felt that surge didn't you. That's what it feels like to get revenge Frisk, savor that feeling, because all of them are going to share the same fate."

Frisk stared anxiously at the body of the guard he just cold heartedly killed, he stared longer than he thought, he scanned the club, and his own hands like they were covered in blood even though nothing stained him more then the floor.

"Why do I feel so..powerful?" He said

"Don't dwell on it. I shall share that information with you after you escape."

Frisk turned around and walked towards the end of the hallway, he seemed to agree with her on this, he is in enemy territory, he cannot think about his own morals right now until he leaves this place. But that seemed harder than it looked.

Reaching the end of the corridor, a fork in the path once more, he looked at both hallways, but none of them really spelled exit to him, he has been relying solely on her help so far to leave this place, but so far he was unaware that this could all be a trap. Hopefully she was leading him to an exit.

"Don't worry, you'll get your freedom. Actually freedom is closer than you think. Take the right path, while following the path. Go through the first door that you see on the left. Don't worry about any guards. The only ones you'll need to deal with is the one at the back exit. But this all accounts for the guards that are going to find the corpses of the ones we have killed recently, so you will need to rush this a bit if you want to leave this place."

Frisk jumped at the info, he needed to hurry, with little delay, he began limping as fast as he could down the hallway towards the door she said, with no guards like she said, they must be close to the bodies. Once at the door, he opened and went threw it. In the room seemed like a checkpoint station for those who enter in and out. Everyone who is usually isnt here. What exactly happened to them?

The other door was the exit, quickly as he could opening the door. The guards remaining at the door slowly moved their head to see who it was, unaware of how close they were to the door, he shuts it immediately. And stood back to away from it. The door slammed open with both of them rushing towards him.

He managed to get out of the way of the one, but was tackled by the other. With little strength, he pushed him off, turning to crawl back up on his feet. The charging guard smashed him into the nearby tables, distorting Frisk who fell to the floor. The effects of his experience still haven't gone away. Why would it!

The guards slowly closed in on him, with their creepy faces locked on him like two dogs waiting to pounce. He slowly lost his nerve, and cowered quickly.

"You are seriously hopeless aren't you. Fine I'll help again!"

As they came into arms reach, the club in Frisk's hand landed against the guards face, letting it go of it, as the guard's helmet flew off, Frisk grabbed his club from his hand, suddenly kicking him off balance before the other had the chance to attack.

Frisk gripped the club with two hands to block the swing, taking the back end and jabbing it in the guard's face, making him stumble back. Sweeping his feet along the back and tripping him onto his back, he aimed up and smashed the guards face in. it didn't help that the metal basically dented in, crushing his face even more like a tin can. Blood quickly came spilling out of the holes of the helmet.

Turning around to meet the other guard who was just getting up afterwards, he was furious, angry with rage.

"Sorry, did I kill your friend. What a pity."

Frisk lunged forward right up in his face, shocked by the sudden gap closer, the guard almost slipped on the blood, but then pushed by Frisk, he ended up falling exactly on his back

"Don't worry, you'll meet him soon"

Whack!

"That takes care of that. Now to exit this filthy place"

Walking along the stone ramp towards the bottom, Frisk entering the cold, and dark forest awakened to see that he had been leaning up against a tree faraway from the prison he had been living.

Turning around to see nothing but darkness, he knew that in that direction was the life he had been living. The pain, the suffering. The torture. Even though it wasn't always the same, those people who cruel, it didn't matter what gender anyone was, male, or female. Even monsters couldn't escape that fate.

The kinds of things that went on there were more than enough to make a person go crazy, Frisk wasn't entirely sure if he hadn't escaped that fate himself, a voice in his mind that led him to break free from those bonds. Surely. That is a form of crazy? OR was this truly something mystically at work.

Well anyway, he escaped.

"Escaped? Hardly" The voice now seemed more real then it did before.

Turning around to see for himself Frisk was quite surprised to see the green striped female that he met within his..black void-dream. She seemed a bit disappointed about something, but the smirk she wore frighten him more.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

"You remember what we discussed right? You asked me what the price was for my help." Her smile did not cease at all, even when she spoke. It was completely unnatural!

"You seem hesitate to answer. Are you afraid of what I'll say?"

Frisk lowered his head towards the ground, he didn't quite understand what kind of price this help entails, but the expression she held, didn't help his confidence that it was anything good.

"Well, what is it?" Finally answering, he was nervous, completely unsettled with her, he did not like the way she stared at him. It was eerie and creepy. Even when he was enslaved by those men, their faces weren't nearly this creepy!

"Surely you know what it is by now. You've practically lived with it all this time."

Realisation Hit, Frisk's knees caved in on him as he heard those words clear as day, even without being in his head, they ringed through them. He eyes empty as they grew small, his gaze fell to the floor as he stuck in that position. He looked up at her as she still held the smile the entire time.

"What can of monster are you." He asked

"Now that's rude. I'm human, like you."

"So you saved me only to provide the same torture on me." he said with a defeated expression on his face. He looked away to the side after.

Stepping forward slowly she bent down to return his gaze upon her, as she held his head up with one finger.

"You've probably only experience this kind of pain a few times actually. I'm not talking about the regular stuff you've been treated with. No, Frisk. It's not just torture. I want your body."

"Huh!" He said out loud, her amusement grew even more along with her smile as he saw his expression change suddenly, the surprised anguish on his face flooded him.

"She couldn't be suggesting" He thought

"Bingo...I don't know about you, but it's sucks that they stole your virginity from you. I'd have gladly done it myself." She said it openly, which confirmed it all..

"Wh-what, but- you are a girl" he nervously put

"What you think only men have those parts? How tragic. You don't even know the pain you are going to feel. You saw how those men do it to others. How do you think girls do it?" She said with a creepy smile as she closed in oh his face.

He stumbled to the floor, as she crawled upon his chest, gripping his shirt, and lifting him up.

"I forgot. I haven't told you my name have I." She suddenly stopped what she was doing and got up to pat herself off, Frisk pushed himself towards the tree nearby. His fear only further fueled her amusement.

"You may call me...Chara."

"Cha-ra?"

"Uh, Chara. Can we ma-ma-maybe c-change this d-deal we had." He said shivering at the thought of what would happen next if he let this go on.

"Oh? You think you can just get out of what we have already agreed on?"

She looked at him, looking as she saw his expression.

"Okay, How about this. I'll give you an options. Either you can keep your promise, turn around bend over and allow me to do what I want to you. Or, I just do it by force. And put you exactly where you belong afterwards. It's up to you.

"By belong-"

"I mean I'm going to place you back inside that hell hole, right after I'm done with you. Sound fair?"

A few minutes past as Frisk held his head, in thought. Chara was beginning to get annoyed with his stalling.

"Alright, I guess you don't want freedom, come-"

"Wait wait, I'll..I'll do it. Just wait, okay. I'll…"

"You'll? What?"

"I'll...turn,"

Chara crossed her arms leaning her head in to hear him.

"Yeah, go on."

"I'll turn around, and bend over."

Crying as he spoke, Chara leaned back again, after hearing his words. She calmed her movements. And stayed still.

"Good boy, It seems you understand what freedom means. Don't worry, a small favor here and there from time to time, won't hurt you. It's far better than what you could endure from those in that place."

"What? But you just said it would hurt a lot more!"

Chara laughed hysterically hearing his burst of anger

"Of course, I'm going to make you hurt trust me. You needed me three times. I gave you the strength to fight on your own. Originally I was just going to give you just price for the deal, but the deal has changed now. I'm going to make it three times worse for you."

"U-um..what are you going to do to me.."

"You'll see, now do as you promised…"