Summary: This is Underhell. A human king has taken the throne and rules the Underground with blood. You're a grown woman being thrown into the aftermath and only by making friends with a few monsters will you understand who the real ones are.
Warnings: As mentioned before, only Mature audiences only! There is cursing, violence, and sexual content. And once again feel free to leave comments or questions and I will try to address all of them. Thank you for your time and enjoy!
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Muffeled Cries:
"Frisk, age 5, has been missing for two days now and the search continues to broaden as more parties join in to find her before its too late. Last known location of the little girl was at a campground near Mt. Ebott. Anyone and everyone with any additional information please contact—"
You cut off the tv by pressing the power button. Three minutes before you have to leave for school and you still haven't found that last missing sock. You search under the couch and found nothing but empty candy wrappers and countless amounts of pennies that have fallen out of your pocket. Even after lifting the couch cushion, there were no spare socks laying around. You grumbled curse words to yourself as you continue the search to the bedroom.
A loud honk was heard outside. "Aww man, I don't have time for this shit," you thought. You quickly grabbed the only dirty sock you could find in the mess you call a room and then threw on your shoes before heading out the door. Sam was waiting outside in an old rusty ford truck with the biggest dumb smile on her face.
"You missed out last night Charlie," she nudged. "There was a guy there asking for you but I told him you were working, even though you were sleeping."
"Don't sass me Sam, I was up late preparing for my finals. You know I can't continue going to school with a C average. They'll cut my scholarships if that happens." You fold your hands into your face and rub your temples gently. "I just wish I could run away, and take a break from the real world," you quietly spoke to yourself.
The ride to school was short, but thankfully quiet. Sam didn't mention anything else because your face said you had enough to deal with.
The classroom you had first today was quiet and empty even though there was only 10 minutes before class started. You took the seat closest to the window and looked outside at the school's greenhouse. It was abandoned and lonely with a few tattered holes on the top screen that allowed some early sunlight to seep through. Shortly after gazing you let your mind wander. You imagined yourself having supernatural powers like time travel and you imagined what you'd do with that power. Then you shook your head because any time travel would logically be too risky. No matter how big or small you might change something in the past, you can't possibly fathom what affects it might hold in the future. There were too many variables to consider. Would you accidentally erase someone's existence? Would you simply bare whiteness to important historical events? Or would you only go back to your earlier time line and change last minute decisions?
More students entered the room and filled the seats. There were no assigned seats in the class but everyone kept sitting in the same seats they did at the beginning of the semester. It was weird because high school made us do that and I guess it mentally stuck because I'm always worried I'm sitting in someone's unassigned assigned seat. A large man sat in front of her in his basketball jersey and you scoffed to yourself. "Why can't this guy sit somewhere else that's not directly in front of a short person," you whispered. The professor rushed in the classroom with less than a minute to eight and threw his papers on the front messy desk.
"Everyone quiet down and hush up while I pass around the last exams you took last week. I will hand them facedown but give them back before you leave today." His voice was stern and hardly forgiving if you weren't in his good graces. At least he knew how to teach, regardless of the type of person he was. He passed you your exam without making direct eye contact. A sharp inhale and slow exhale helped you calm your nerves. Calculus was a really tough class but you know you tried your best. You lifted the paper and saw the 42/100 written in blood red on the front. Your eyes almost watered, but you hid them back because it's not your fault. There's no shame in trying your best, you'll just have to try harder on the finals. You zoned out the rest of the day because of the unsatisfactory grade and tried your best to think of anything other than school.
Sam drove you home and left you be the whole ride until the truck pulled to your driveway.
"That bad huh," she asked. You didn't even bother to reply but felt guilty the longer you hesitated. You got out and closed the passenger door. "See you later Charlie." You budged a grin from your face as she drove off. Your smile dissipated after Sam look away.
When you entered home, the smell of dirty dishes and spoiled clothing filled the air. You immediately regretted shoving off chores. You forgot to get quarters again for the laundry mat and you still needed soap to do dishes. You suddenly felt guilt and depression overwhelm you. "What's the point of trying so hard? We live and die alone right? Why am I so worked up after a bad grade when someday it won't matter? You reached in the fridge for the milk and checked the expiration date, it expires tomorrow. After twisting the cap you drank what you could before the brain freeze kicked in and then wiped the milk stain from your lips and fell onto the couch before shortly passing out.
You're still passed out as the tv continues to play the news.
"Here on your local News Channel 6 is the latest update on the little girl Frisk. Just minutes ago she was found in an abandoned barn house located 6 miles away from the park. The medics have checked and verified that she is fine but more on that later, now on to other news—"Your head jolted up as you awoke to find the news channel still playing after you forgot to turn it off. You looked around for the remote but couldn't find it. You rubbed your eyes and manually turned it off by feeling the back for the bumps that would be buttons.
As the screen turned off, your eyes adjusted slowly to the dark figures that represented the furniture in your living room. You navigated to the front door and made sure the door was locked, and for one last safety measure, you looked out the window to see if anyone was outside.
Nothing but an open expanse of dark trees and tall weeds were in your front yard. You lived in a small one bedroom house just outside of town so there really shouldn't be anyone out there. You wondered if that poor little girl was ever found. You flicked on the front porch light but then quickly turned it off. Something caught your eye. A flicker of light was swaying in the distance. Its pattern suggested it was someone maybe holding a flashlight.
"It could be someone looking for that poor little girl. I should at least let them know I haven't seen her around." You grabbed your jacket and threw on pajama pants that were quite fuzzy and slipped on tennis shoes without socks. It's not like a stranger would care.
The front door squeaked as you tried to quietly close it and lock it. There was no other sound around other than your breath and the wind whistling through the tree branches. Peaceful but eerie. You could still see the small flashlight further into the woods and it looked like it was traveling uphill. You grunted because you didn't expect to have to travel this far up. The hike shortened your breath but the cool night air was pleasant because it cooled the sweat that beaded from your forehead. After reaching the top, the light was gone. The only visible light left was from your front porch more than a mile away. You could only see it by being on the top of the hill.
A large branch cracked from behind and you jumped. You looked around but couldn't see or find any movement that wasn't a swaying tree branch. Another sound emerged from the woods, hard to tell where it was coming from. You closed your eyes and focused on that sound alone. Was someone crying? You gripped your cell phone and turned to a blank screen to maximize the brightness from it. By using the phone screen, you could somewhat follow that crying noise without tripping over roots and twigs. You were scared shitless being in these dark woods alone. But if there was a chance that little girl was here, you couldn't live with yourself knowing she'd die looking for someone in these woods. The crying stopped after several minutes of walking. You halted, and tried to hone on the noise again but heard nothing.
"Damn it," you did a turn and looked around. No girl, just woods. You got even more scared in the silence but you needed to speak up or risk losing not just her but your own way out too. "Hello," you shouted as loud as you could. "Please speak up, I can't see you." A good long minute of silence passed and you felt sadness and anxiety build.
"Hello?" A small voice resonated to your right. "Who's there?"
"I'm Charlie, I live nearby but are you the little girl they've been looking for?" Another moment of silence passed but you kept walking in the direction you heard the voice.
"What? No, wait, are you a human?"
"What?!" You took another step and fell.
You couldn't tell how long it was before you woke up again. Thank god it was just a dream. You didn't open your eyes but instead took a deep breath. Instead of smelling dirty socks or dishes, there was a sweet odor. You opened your eyes and bright yellow flowers clouded your vision as you lay face down in a bed of them.
After sitting up right you looked confused at your surroundings. Small yellow petals covered the floor around you. The only light was emitted from the hole you fell through. Your head ached and you had to rub it carefully. "Hello?" You calmly spoke, hoping nobody or nothing was in here with you. You checked your phone but no signal was available to make a call.
"Are you going to hurt me too?" You froze, something was behind you. You were scared to look back but knew there was no use ignoring something so close. Slowly you turned to see the person whose voice matched the crying from last night. But it wasn't a person. A small and rather beautiful golden flower was rooted in the ground. It stood out from the rest by being taller and moving more fluidly.
"Where did you go," you asked. Suddenly the textured skin on the flower moved and created more facial features that resembled a humanly appearance.
"You're not from here…..are you?" It spoke. You jumped back as fast as you could and kept scooting back to the edge of the light about 10 feet away. You didn't speak. "It's okay, I know I look strange but you really shouldn't be here. They'll kill you if they find you down here."
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The flower noticed you weren't going to say anything so it continued.
"I feel like we've meet before, but I honestly don't recall ever seeing you before." Still no response, your hands shook from the bizarre situation in front of you. There wasn't anything to say. The flower took your lack of responses for an excuse to keep going.
"You should be finding a way back, or stay here with me dear." The flower almost took a different tone of the sudden. "Don't you have any idea where you are?" You shook your head and the flower then frowned and sighed. "I guess I'll start from the beginning."
A few hours passed as you sat upon golden flowers, whose soft fragrance calmed your nerves. The flower did it's best to summarize past events. A human fell down here ages ago. They didn't have any memory of their past life or even their name. The royal Dreemurr family took the kid in and raised them with their own child Asriel. About a few years later the kid started having nightmares and did terrible things. It originally started with the human child killing another monster kid and they claimed it was only in self-defense. An uproar broke out shortly after that and the royal family did all they could to calm their furious subjects. It didn't hold after the kid set fire to a whole school. A whole lot of young innocent lives were lost that day.
The flower shuddered as it continued. The royal family couldn't save the child anymore, so they attempted to flee the castle with the child and escape to the surface. They didn't make it. The family stopped at a small house in the ruins to make the final preparations. There the family was found dead in the home. The mob checked inside and saw that Asgore was stabbed and Toriel was nowhere to be found. The kid's bedroom was set fire before they got there. Someone shouted that they found a trail of blood leading to the flower bed where you stood but there was no body or dust for that matter.
You took all of it in in horror. This is bad. The flower saw your depressed face and almost felt bad for spilling all this information so quickly but it was beneficial to your survival to understand the situation.
"That's not it either. Shortly after not being able to find the kid they panicked. Everyone was enraged they couldn't find the kid or Turiol. Long story short the kid," flower hesitated, "or should I say king now, lives in the castle and rules our people."
"What the heck," you shouted. "I don't wanted to be stuck down here with a serial killer or enraged monsters." You looked at the flower. "Why didn't anyone stop that kid?"
"You think we haven't tried! Why would you assume we wanted this?" The flower used the leaves on its branches as arms and pulled closer to you. You moved slightly back but didn't actually feel threatened by this flower. "That kid has some kind of weird power. Something that we can't fight against or beat." You pondered what she could of meant by power. "There's only one person who knows what we're up against but he's elsewhere now." The flower looked sad at the mentioning of it's friend.
"It's just me here alone, I can't stand the violence or slaughter the King has inflicted on my people. He's currently using family members and children as hostages if we don't abide by his commands."
You looked at the flower after it finished speaking. There was too much information to take in, but you needed to respond.
"I guess that's why it's unsafe to be here. Monster will probably kill me on the spot." Flower nodded to confirm the statement.
"I apologize for earlier, I thought you were the human king when I first saw you."
"None taken, especially after what you guys have been through." You thought about your options and know you needed a way out. You started pacing back and forth but then Flower grabbed your arm and pulled itself around your neck by using its vines. You thought it was trying to choke and you almost ripped the vine off your neck.
"Shhh shhh shhh," it warned. "Someone else is here." You both paused and held your breath. It was probably best not to be in the brightest spot of the room so you moved closer into the darkness and hid around a column.
"Yeah, I thought I heard something around here." Someone approached the flower bed and looked around. It was a lady with blue skin and gills across her neck. She almost looked like a fish but somehow more human. You looked at Flower for any help. She told you to hush and let them pass. The fish person then formed a long jagged spear from their hands and stabbed the petals. "Stupid flowers! Everything nice in this world is dead thanks to that damn human!"
"Will you shut up Undyne! There may still be intruders around." From the shadows came another individual but as they emerged, the light shined right through parts of them. A skeleton! You gasped but quickly covered your mouth to prevent any other noise. He wore a black tunic that spiked around his shoulders with a ragged red cape flowing behind. His outfit included red gloves and boots that matched in color. It almost appeared he trying real hard to look badass. It was slightly amusing but you watched them pass beyond the ruins and into the forest nearby.
"Quick before they come back!"
"I don't know where to go."
"Follow that path, but quietly." Flower pointed to the small dusty path on the opposite side of the room. You walked while carefully avoiding any twigs or dry leaves that might cause unwanted noise. After about 20 minutes of walking, the path stopped in front of a small house. The door was left open and you push inside. The door gave an awful squeak as you turned the hinges. It opened to a decent size living room but everything was covered in vast amounts of dust and dirt. No one has been here for a long time. You entered the kitchen to look for supplies and only found a knife next to several blood stains. Wait, no, that can't be. You looked at Flower who was wrapped around your neck but it was covering its eyes since you entered the house.
"Flower, what's wrong?"
"Please hurry Charlie, I don't want to be in this house. Too many bad memories." You almost knew this was the house from the story but you didn't want to dig up anymore bad memories for Flower. The hallway in the middle of the home was narrow and dark but you went to the first door on the left. After turning the handle, it opened to the outside.
"Huh?" You were going to ask Flower something about what was here but then realized that the door didn't always lead to outside but rather a another bedroom. There were scorch marks all along the walls that surrounded the door and parts the floor that didn't already give way. Flower still refused to open it's eyes. "Hey Flower, let's leave. Where should I go next?"
"Just make your way back to the front door and we'll take a different path from there." It shivered as it spoke, clearly upset about coming to this house. You didn't respond but instead gently rubbed the flower to ease it's nerves. The kind gesture allowed Flower to rest along your shoulder.
The door was still wide open and the wind blew more leaves inside. You reached for the door but it slammed shut on its own. You jumped and flower twisted its head in several directions to spot the one responsible for this. You didn't see anyone in the house but then heard a low chuckle. Up on a ledge was another person who glared down at both of you.
"Please, just let us go." Flower begged. "We're just trying to leave this place, and not cause you or anyone trouble." Another loud chuckle was heard. The deep voice echoed throughout the house. Only a red eye glowed from this individual's socket. The individual jumped down and almost cracked the wooden floors below.
"You've got no right to speak!" He shouted. Flower retreated behind you. Who was this dick? "You lead a human here. A human!"
"Fuck off!" You shouted. A huge boney hand grabbed your throat and slammed you against the front door. You choked as his grip tightened.
"Come that by me again human." His face was now inches from you as his hand still held you up to the door. He was the same type of skeleton you saw before but this one was different. This one was shorter and bigger than his thin friend. He wore a ripped black coat with a white furry collar but his attire matched the other skeleton. You couldn't speak or even attempt to respond. His red eye burned brighter in rage after eyeing you from top to bottom, apparently your little friend had disappeared. You couldn't escape his grasp and was terrified of what he was doing so close to you, it was creepy the way he stared. A long red tongue then escaped his mouth and slide slowly across your neck.
"Shit, he's going to fucking eat me alive," you mentally screamed. Your arms were already trying to pry from his grip but then you used his arm as leverage and you lifted your legs off the ground. He took no mind since his attention was still on your neck. While shifting all your weight to your thighs you kicked his rib cage as hard as you could. A few ribs cracked under the pressure and he fell to the ground holding his chest.
"Sick fuck!" You kick him again on the ribs and raced out the door. You felt bad for leaving Flower but there wasn't any time to turn back.
You chest burned after minutes of sprinting but you needed to stop and at least gain your bearings. "Okay," you deeply inhaled but your chest hurt as you expanded your lungs, "Okay, I need to know where to go." You were too winded to keep running and it was still dark in these woods. You went to the tallest tree and grabbed a low branch and pulled yourself up. "Damn it, I can't catch my breath." You had to keep climbing. The next branch wasn't that high up but to be sure you didn't fall, you grabbed two branches at once and ascended to the top.
There were a couple of dimly lit houses in the distance. A bridge separated the small town from your current position. And it was snowing? This place is so weird. You almost started to climb down but then heard voices again. You waited and held the trunk so that your weight wouldn't put pressure on the branch you stood on.
"Oh no!" You heard whimpering and saw Flower running as fast as it could with its vines that somewhat stumbled. There were footsteps heard all around you now.
"Your friend really did a number on my brother Sans. Tell us where that damn human is Flower!" The tall skeleton from earlier was closing in on Flower.
"This punk won't give up the human Papyrus," Undyne hissed. She held a spear and closed the same distance on the opposite side of Flower. Flower cried to itself and held up its leaf hands to cover its face.
"That….HUMAN!" Sans yelled. He emerged from the back of Flower and coughed up a little bit of yellow blood. He glared down at Flower and his bright red eye basked a red glow in the dark. "Listen pal, my ribs are killing me and I'm 'bout to take a little bit of my anger out on you if you don't confess. Where is she?" Flower cowered down and shook terribly.
"You can only blame yourself for what's about to happen." Undyne lifted her spear magically in the air and pointed it at your friend.
This is a shit storm.
"Stop! Stop okay," you yelled. Everyone's face turned up including Flowers. Intense fear was in it's eyes. "Just let Flower go, I'm coming down." You carefully climbed down and landed on your feet. You could feel Sans's eye burning into your back but you knew better to face him right now. Instead, you lowered your hand and offered it to Flower. Your friend climbed up your arm and wrapped securely around your neck. Sans opened his mouth full of sharp teeth.
"You're going to pay for what-"
You completely ignored him talking and sprinted between Undyne and Papyrus.
"Are you fucking kidding me!" You could hear him shouting curses and felt almost proud of your very stupid plan. It worked didn't it
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