I know it's been a few years since Undertale first came out, but I love this came. Plus, only recently, did this idea pop into my head. At times, it becomes impossible to rid myself of an idea unless I write it. Well, here you go. I don't want to write to much up here, so hopefully you enjoy.
Note:This story does contain the dark theme of suicide. You have been warned.
Long ago, two races ruled over earth: Humans and Monsters. One day, war broke out between the two races. After a long battle, the humans were victorious. They sealed the Monsters underground with a magic spell.
Many Years Later…
Top of Mount Ebbot, Morning…
A young man of 15 stood at the top of the mountain. His light blue eyes were lifeless, and his short brown hair was choppily cut. As if it had recently been cut by a knife. He wore blue jeans, a blue shirt, and a magenta jacket. All three articles of clothing were pretty much rags.
Around his waist he had a sheathed kendo sword. The sheathe and sword seemed almost new especially in comparison to the rest of the man. He also had a raged, green bag pack on his back which was empty.
Behind him there was a large city bathed in the morning light of the sun. The young man was not focused on this spectacular sight though. He was instead looking at the deep, dark hole that lies before him. Without any hesitation, he turned around and fell into the hole.
The young man closed his eyes and managed a smile. "Finally, the pain will stop."
?
The young man opened his eyes and found himself staring at the blue sky far above. He registered that he felt no pain and wondered if this was the after life before moving his right sleeve up only to see the scars. He pinched his skin and registered the feeling of pain.
The young man sighed and sat up noticing that he was in a dark cave atop a square bed of sun flowers and chalked his survival up to them breaking his fall. The young man got up and looked around. There was an archway across the room from him and rock walls everywhere else.
Instead of pressing on, he simply walked to the backwall and sat against it with that same, dead expression he had up above. If he couldn't end it by jumping down the hole, then starvation was the next best option.
"Hey idiot, mind telling why you jumped down here and disrupted my slumber?" A girl's voice stated.
The young man turned his head and saw a young woman who looked to be about his age. She had shoulder length, brown hair, white skin, and red eyes. She wore a green sweatshirt with blue jeans and tennis shoes.
If the young man could feel, he'd have thought she was pretty. Beautiful even. Although, there was another issue besides the fact that he didn't have feelings. It was the fact that the young woman was transparent.
"It's official." He sighed. "I've gone crazy."
The young woman only got angrier. "Hey idiot, didn't anyone ever tell you it's rude to keep a woman waiting? Why did you jump down here and interrupt my slumber?"
The young man looked at her. "Do you really want to know?"
The woman groaned. "If I didn't want to know, then why would I ask? I'm clearly mad and wish to know why I feel this way."
The young man still thought himself crazy, but he figured talking to himself was as good a way as any to pass the time until he starved. Hey, what better way to pass the time then reminding himself what led him to jump down?
He leaned back against the rock and looked at the darkness of the only way forward. "I wanted to stop the scars that grow every day I continue to breathe." The girl blinked in shock as she looked at the young man in a new light. "My parent abused me."
He rolled up his sleeves revealing his scars. "It only got worse when my big brother left. Lance is two years older, and my parents emancipated him. He promised he'd be back for me, but that was a year ago. Everyone at school makes fun of me.
Some of the older guys regularly beat me up. The teachers do nothing to stop it. Only plus side is that I've become good at running and dodging. I don't even have a single friend. Just yesterday, my parents forced my emancipation and kicked me out.
I usually get by thanks to anime, but it didn't work like it usually does. Ultimately, the thought of ending it all felt like the only way to make the pain stop. I'd heard the legends of Mt. Ebott and figured a place where children vanish suited my needs."
The young man looked to the sky above with no emotion, and he didn't say another word.
The girl blinked a few times before sighing. "You know what, forget it. I'm not mad at you. Anyways, my name is Chara."
"Frisk." The young man simply stated.
Chara stood up. "Alight, get up sad sack."
Frisk yawned. "You know, I didn't think my imagination could create something that insults me. Ah well, guess it's just anther symptom of my life."
Chara stomped her feet, but it didn't make a sound due to her ghostly nature. "Is that what you think? I'm not a figment of your imagination idiot." She walked over to the flower bed. "I was buried here. I'm one of those kids you were talking about."
Frisk looked at her with no emotion. "Guess if monsters are real, then nothing should be out of the question."
He looked at the ground not saying anything more.
Chara stormed over. "I said get up. You're going to get moving or so help me I will continue to annoy you. Unlike you, I don't need rest, food, or water to do it."
Frisk sighed and stood up. "Alright, point taken. What do I have to do to get rid of you?"
"How am I supposed to know? This a first for me. Maybe if you make your way through the underground, you'll find an answer. Either way, I'm not letting you stay around here to mope about. So, get moving." Chara ordered.
Frisk stuck his hands in his jacket. "Fine, I'm moving. I'm moving." He walked forward with Chara next to him. "Imagination or real person… whatever this is… She's bossy."
He walked through the archway.
Underground
Frisk turned a corner and walked into a room only to stop in front of a sunflower with a face. He thought it was a monster and likely would have reacted to it if his emotions were in proper working order. He looked at Chara and noticed that she seemed very uneasy.
He was about to speak until he heard Chara in his head. "Don't talk to me aloud idiot. Only you can see and hear me. If you want to talk, then do so with your mind, like early. Now, don't trust the flower, alright?"
"Why not?" Frisk asked.
"Just trust me and don't ask questions."Chara ordered.
Frisk at least knew there was no way Chara could have heard all his thoughts back in the previous room, so he figured he could have privacy by thinking about whether he wanted Chara to hear his thoughts or not.
Before Frisk could speak with Chara further, the flower started talking. "Howdy! I'm Flowey. Flowey the Flower! Hmmm… You're new to the underground, aren't ta'? Golly, you must be so confused.
Someone ought to teach you how things work around here! I guess little old me will have to do. Ready? Here we go!" Frisk noticed that a red, two-dimensional heart appeared visible from within his chest. "See that heart? That is your SOUL. The very culmination of your being!
Your soul starts off weak, but it can grow strong once you gain a lot of LV. What's LV stand for? Why. LOVE. Of course. You want some LOVE, don't you? Don't worry, I'll share some with you."
Flowey winked and produced some white pellets.
Chara spoke up. "Frisk do not touch those pellets. No mater what. I need you to trust me on this."
Frisk heard the words but didn't turn to look at her.
Flowey continued. "Down here, LOVE is shared through… Little white 'friendliness pellets'. Are you ready? Move around and get as many as you can."
Flowey shot the pellets straight at Frisk. He decided to take them figuring this was about as good an outcome as starving to death or dying from the fall would have been. He stayed rooted in place as the pellets hit him. Frisk fell to his knees from the pain.
Chara clenched her fist. "Frisk you idiot! I told you not to do that! Why!?"
"I already told you Chara. I want to die. I don't want to feel as I do anymore. Whatever's waiting for me on the other side can't be worse than what I've already endured with the short life I've lived." Frisk thought.
Chara was rendered speechless as Flowey's face became evil looking. "You idiot, in this world, it's kill or be killed. Why would ANYONE pass up an opportunity like this!?" Flowey surrounded Frisk with those pellets. "DIE."
The pellets closed in on his as the flower laughed. Frisk closed his eyes with a small smile. Soon, everything would be over.
Chara, knowing she couldn't do anything due to her status, merely shouted. "Frisk! You idiot!"
Frisk opened his eyes wide as the pellets vanished and his body, as well as all his clothing, became good as new. He looked at his clothing in shock as he had never seen it look this good ever. All his clothes had already been on their way to being rags when he got them.
He looked at Flowey as a fireball appeared knocking him away. In his place a two-legged, white goat lady in purple and white robes appeared.
Chara smiled gratefully. "Mom."
The goat lady smiled kindly at Frisk. "What a terrible creature, torturing such a poor innocent youth." She looked at Frisk. "I am Toriel caretaker of the RUINS. I pass through this place every day to see if anyone has fallen.
You are the first Human to come down here in a long time. Come! I will guide you through the catacombs." Frisk stood up. "This way." She then walked through another archway at the opposite end of the current room.
Once Toriel was through the doorway, Chara came to stand in front of Frisk glaring at him. "You are never to do that again! You hear me! You will live even if I need to scream it at the top of my lungs every time you encounter a monster!"
"Why should I care? In fact, why do you care? The way I see it, my life ends and you're free to go rest again or whatever, and I'm finally free of this life. It's a win-win." Frisk thought at her.
Chara growled at him. "You won't kill yourself because you're now my friend. You wouldn't want to abandon your friend to feel miserable because you died, now would you?"
Frisk was surprised. "You want to be my friend?" Now he was feeling something, and it was anger. "Why!? Why would you possibly want to be my friend!? We just met mere minutes ago. In those few minutes, I've tried to kill myself.
Two times not counting the time that end up sticking us together for some unexplained reason. So, what possible reason could you have for wanting to be my friend? What could you possibly use to justify ever being my friend?"
Chara walked forward as tears began to form in her eyes. "Because I was once like you." Frisk was shocked. "My family abused me physically, emotionally, and mentally. I had no friends. No one even tried
Eventually, I just wanted it all to end and tried to do exactly what you did. The only difference is, I had someone nicer come to my rescue. He took me to his family and they took me in.
I was given a life and spent many happy years with them. So, I may not be him and never will; however, I can honor him by doing what he once did." She let the tears fall down her cheeks
"Please, don't kill yourself because I will honestly break down if you still do it after everything I've said to you. I want you to live so that one day you can find a happiness like I had. I truly mean that you idiot."
Frisk reached out a hand and attempted to put it on Chara's check. To his genuine surprise, it worked. This did surprise Chara as well, but not as much as the tears that streamed down Frisk's cheeks.
He gave her what he hoped was a reassuring smile. "I guess today is just not my day." He removed his hand and walked past her. "Let's go."
He walked through the next archway as Chara touched her right check. She soon shook her head and wiped away the tears before following him.
RUINS
Frisk walked into the next room to find Toriel waiting for him. "There you… My child, did you hurt yourself. I see that you are crying."
Frisk wiped his eyes. "Don't worry about it Toriel. I've just never had anyone be so nice to me before. Thank you for healing me and fixing my clothes."
That was true. Both Toriel and Chara had been nicer to Frisk than anyone else. Well, that is besides Lance.
Toriel nodded accepting the answer. "Ah, well I'm glad I could help you so much my child." She turned. "Please, follow me."
She walked off and Frisk followed. His gaze was quickly drawn to a shiny, yellow object between two sets of stairs leading up. He walked up to it as Chara caught up to him.
"Hey, uh Chara… what is this?" Frisk asked figuring she'd know.
"I suppose it does make sense that you could see these given your soul color matches what mine once was." Frisk wondered what she meant but deiced he could ask about it later. "It's a save point. Only we can see it, and it'll safely bring you back to this point in time if you should die. I'd suggest you use it."
Frisk nodded and reached his hand towards the object. He stopped, hesitating just above it before remembering the conversation he just had with Chara. He touched the object.
Chara nodded. "Alright, it's done. You've saved this point in time and will be sent back here if you die. Which I do not want to happen unless you can't prevent it. Don't make me feel bad idiot."
Frisk nodded. "I'll keep that in mind Chara."
He then walked up the left stairs, to the same level as Toriel, and followed her into the next room which contained a sealed door, six buttons on the floor, a lever to the right of the door, and a sign to the left.
Toriel spoke up. "Welcome to your new home, innocent one. Allow me to educate you in the operation of the ruins." She walked across two buttons, up, and then across two more before pulling the lever opening the door.
"The ruins are full of puzzles. Ancient fusions between diversion and door keys. One must solve them to move from room to room. Please, adjust yourself to the sight of them." She then walked through the now open door.
"She's right Frisk. These puzzles will be everywhere down here. If you're unsure how to solve them, then don't guess. Ask me, and I'll help you." Chara stated now seeming just as uneasy as she did with the flower.
Frisk contemplated asking what seemed to be upsetting Chara but decided that could wait until they were in a safer place.
He decided to check out the sign before progressing. "Only the fearless may proceed. Brave ones, foolish ones. Both walk not the middle road." Frisk nodded. "Interesting."
Chara looked at him. "Do you understand what it means?"
"Not really." Frisk admitted. "It's just interesting."
Chara said, "It's a warning." Frisk looked at her. "Look, down here you're going to meet all sorts of Monsters, but all of them are good. A lot of them have just been greatly affected by what I did. Please, don't kill them. Promise me this and I will tell you my story once we're somewhere safe."
Frisk nodded. "That's an easy enough promise to make since I don't like to hurt others. I couldn't imagine what killing someone would be like."
Frisk then walked through the door and Chara followed him. They entered a room with a water ducts and a sign on the wall.
Toriel stood before them. "To make progress here, you'll need to trigger several switches. Do not worry, I have labeled the ones you need to flip."
She then walked down the path.
"I know what you're thinking Frisk but trust me when I say that sign off the road just tells you to stay on the path." Chara stated guessing that's what his next action would be."
Frisk nodded and followed Toriel. It may have been a short time that the two had been together, but Frisk did in fact trust Chara. He crossed the bridge and noticed that there was a switch labeled with arrows pointing to it. He pulled it and continued.
He crossed another mini bridge and found two switches. One was labeled like the rest. Toriel stood before some spikes in the ground. Frisk pulled the labeled switch and the spikes came down.
Toriel smiled. "Splendid! I am proud of you. Let us move to the next room." Frisk followed her into the next room where Toriel moved off to the side and a dummy was nearby. "As a human living in the Underground, Monsters may attack you.
You will need to be prepared for this situation; however, worry not! The process is simple. When you encounter a Monster, strike up a friendly conversation. Monsters are all good at heart and merely need to be treated well. They will respond in kind. Practice talking with the dummy."
Frisk shrugged and walked up to the dummy. "Hey, my names Frisk, and I have no intention of hurting you."
Toriel was very happy. "You did well my child."
Frisk followed her onward as Chara, who still seemed so uneasy by all of this, spoke up. "Yeah, you did good Frisk."
He walked down the stairs and into the room only to be confronted by a green frog on two legs. Toriel stood off to the side to observe.
"Chara, what do I do?" Frisk asked.
"It's a Froggit. Just compliment it. It won't understand what you say, but you'll be able to spare it at which point it'll leave you alone." Chara stated.
Frisk nodded. "Alright, Froggit you are a very lovely shade of green." Froggit was flattered even though he didn't understand. "Now I'm sparing you."
Froggit walked away and Toriel beamed. "Very good my child. Now continue to follow me." They walked on coming to a floor made of spikes surrounded by deep water. "This is another puzzle but follow after me child. You will see that it is not that hard."
Frisk nodded. "Right."
They walked four to the right, all the way up, three to the right, all the way down, five to the right, all the way up, and the final two to the right.
Toriel led the way into the next room. "Puzzles may seem like quite the challenge, but they are harmless once you learn their secrets." They started walking down a long hallway. "You have been doing really well so far my child. Hm, child tell me do you prefer cinnamon or butterscotch?"
Frisk managed a chuckle. "I wouldn't really know. My parents weren't big on sweets."
"Not big on sweets!? All good children should be rewarded with something sweat." Toriel stated in shock.
Frisk just shrugged not wanting to talk about his parents again so soon. "I guess my parents didn't believe as you do Toriel."
Toriel was thoughtful as they reached the end of the hall. "My child, I am sorry, but I must attend to some business Please remain here." Toriel handed Frisk a cell phone. "That phone already has my number in it. If you have need of anything, call me. Be good alright."
She ran off into the next room as Frisk stared at the phone.
"You should continue down the path yourself." Chara stated.
Frisk looked at her. "Why?"
Chara replied, "It'll make things easier on her if you arrive at her home while she's off running errands. I believe you can make it through the rest of the ruins yourself. Of course, you're welcome to stand around like an idiot waiting."
"Fair points, but why do you keep calling me an idiot?" Frisk asked.
Chara shrugged. "I grew attached to it. What do you expect when you did so many idiotic things right when we met?"
"That's…" He sighed. "That's fair, but do you mind using a different word. That flower at the beginning already seems to like the word idiot, and since you can't tell him it's your word…"
"Fine, get a move on moron." Chara stated with crossed arms.
Frisk shrugged. "Better."
He started walking.