Word of warning this is a rather dark story with child abuse, mentions of attempted suicide, self-harm, and murder. I thought I would tell you guys this in case it would trigger some of you. This is my first serious dark fluff (Which I label as fluff that is sweet but at the same time very bitter.)
Also I have nothing against Christianity and most Christians (My whole entire family and friends) are good people. But Frisk's family isn't, and they are that small percentage of Christians that make other Christians look really bad. A few bad apples spoils the bunch as I say.
This is the version where Frisk and Chara are both female. I'll do one where they have no gender, where they're both males, and where they are male and female.
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Frisk was an unusual child. The people of her town hated her, and believed that she was born a demon. This was all because several bad omens happened the night that she was born. The parents encouraged their children to bully Frisk constantly. And the adults themselves would hit her. Even her own parents beat her for no reason other than they could.
This all changed when she turned the age of seven. She had been looking in the mirror when she noticed something was rather wrong with her reflection. The image in the mirror was of an older girl. She looked very much like Frisk except her eyes were a blood red color. She also appeared to be around the age of fourteen. Their hair was a slightly darker shade of brown then Frisk's was. Her skin tone was also paler then hers. A creepy smile was stretched across her face.
Something about the smile on the older girl's face scared Frisk. But she thought that since this older girl wasn't staring at her with hatred in her eyes that she couldn't be that bad of a person. Not like the adults and other children. "Hello, I'm Frisk." She says slightly nervous. The older girl nods before she starts to speak.
"Hello Frisk, my name is Chara." The older girl, Chara, tells her. Frisk nods at her. She looks like she wants to ask something, but she was unsure if it would be considered rude or not. Chara pressed her hand against the mirror causing a ripple like effect not unlike that of dropping something into unmoving water. First her fingers appeared, then her hand, then her whole arm. It wasn't long before she stood completely outside of the mirror. Frisk could only blink, unsure if this was normal for people.
She jumped when she feels a weight on her back and Chara wraps her arms around her. She felt rather uncomfortable with this, but didn't say anything for fear of scaring away the first person who could potentially be a friend. "You're so adorable Frisk." Chara says to her, nuzzling into the seven year old girl's neck. Frisk squirms slightly uncomfortable as she wasn't use to this sort of contact.
"Umm… thank you?" She replies tilting her head cutely and wondering if she actually said the right thing. She can feel Chara smiling into her neck.
Pulling away from Frisk, Chara looks in the mirror; red colored eyes connecting with lilac colored ones. "Are you lonely Frisk?" She asked the younger girl. Frisk eyes widen, wondering if perhaps she will finally get a friend. It would be a little weird being friends with an older girl, but not too bad. She nods, and Chara's smile grows even larger. "Well I'll be your friend." She says, changing the scary smile into a more motherly and gentle one.
Frisk eyes widen even more, and she turns to stare into Chara's own eyes. "Really?" She questions in disbelief. Chara nods, not letting go of the child. Suddenly Frisk wraps her own arms around Chara. "Thank you! Thank you!" She yells in excitement. However that excitement vanishes when suddenly she hears the front door open. She gasps, staring with fear filled eyes at Chara. Chara raises an eyebrow, she knew Frisk was treated badly, but why was she so scared. "Oh no daddy and mommy are back." Frisk says, panic lacing her voice. She looks frantically at Chara, before grabbing a hold of her wrist. She led Chara away from the bathroom and into the attic.
The attic was large, but there were several small holes in the roof, enough so that when it rained everything would get wet. When it was winter it would be freezing. An old ratty bed was pushed against the wall. Against another wall was a closet, Frisk walks over to it, pushing Chara inside. "Frisk what…?" She was about to say but Frisk shushed her.
"Please be quite, if daddy and mommy know that you are around they might make you disappear like the puppy that I had been feeding and befriending." Frisk says, tears already welling up in her eyes. She quickly shuts the closet door when she hears the bathroom door slam open.
"Where are you demon?!" A male voice roared. Frisk began trembling as the sound of heavy footsteps began echoing up the stairs. Suddenly the door was flung opening, hitting the wall with a loud bang. "Ah there you are." The male voice said. It was husky as if they were a heavy smoker. Chara scrunched her nose up, the smell of alcohol wafting over to her. "I thought I told you to stay in the bathroom girl!" He snarled like a rabid dog.
Even though she knows normal Humans wouldn't be able to see her, Chara doesn't want to freak Frisk out. So she opens the door a crack to see what is happen. Frisk is standing in front of a rather large man. His hair was rather greasy and he had he beard. "I'm sorry daddy." Frisk said, looking down at the ground. Chara gasps as suddenly the man backhands the seven year old.
"You better be, we have to put up with you!" The man looks around the room disoriented. He ignores Frisk who is crying. He looks by the side of Frisk's bed, finding a holy bible there. "Ah, I know just the way to deal with demons like you." He says, eyes glinting rather dangerously. Chara didn't like the look in the man's eyes.
Picking up the book, he lumbers over to Frisk. Chara gasps once again as the man begins beating Frisk with it. She has to turn her head as she doesn't want to see what is happening to Frisk. "Repent! Repent your sins demon!" The man says as he lands more strikes. Frisk wails, trying to curl up on herself.
Crack! An ear piercing scream fills the air, and Chara takes a look finding Frisk holding her wrist to her chest. A rather nasty bruise was being formed around it, and Chara could tell that it was broken. The man had stopped hitting her, and a woman walked in. She wore a dress. "Stop hitting the demon and come to bed honey." The woman said. Chara seethed at how uncaring she sounded about the child.
The man says something, looking at the young girl that was curled up and shivering whimpering out words. He spits, the salvia landing on her. Chara waits a few minutes as she hears the sound of feet walking away. She exits the closet, and picks Frisk up.
"Shh. Shh. It's okay." She says, walking with Frisk in her arms over to the bed. She sits down on the bed, Frisk in between her legs. The young girl cries, burying her face into Chara's chest. The older girl lets her, rubbing her hair. Soon Frisk's crying starts to go down, and they just sniffle. Chara listens as her breathing evens out.
Gently laying the child down on the mattress, she floats out of the room. Her destination was the room of the man and woman.
She can hear animalistic grunts, groans, and moans coming from it. Scrunching her face in disgust, she decides to interrupt their little play. Placing her hand lightly against the door, she gathers up a good amount of her determination, and the next thing that happens is the door flying off its hinges. She watches as the man and woman jump apart, completely naked.
Normally people can't see her unless she wants them to. Chara wanted these two disgusting Humans to see her. In the darkness of the room her eyes were the only thing that could be seen. "Who the fuck are you!" The man snarls. The large creepy grin comes onto her face, and she decides to answer him.
"I'm the demon that comes when people call its name." Her voice has an echo to it, but there is no emotion lacing it. The white of her eyes are engulfed in black, and a liquid drops from them like tears. This liquid also comes from the comers of her mouth.
She can see as the man and woman suddenly become tense, delicious fear crossing their face. "Leave in the name of the lord leave!" The woman screeches. Chara's smile grows even larger, and they step into the light cast by the bedside lamp. The woman and man scream when they take in Chara's appearance.
"No" She says simply. She snaps her fingers and knives suddenly appear in the air. She grabs one, and before the man can even utter a word; she plunges it into his leg. "You just had to hurt her!" Chara snarls, viciously yanking the blade out before plunging it back into the man's leg. Blood begins to stain the sheets.
"Please god, I'm sorry." The man pleads. Chara gives a laugh, shaking her head at how pitiful the man was.
"Sorry, sorry, you think that saying sorry will help you?" She questioned. She leans in close so the man is forced to stare into her red eyes. "Let me tell you something, you're going to have a bad time." As soon as those words leave her mouth, a shadow of what looks to be the skull of a dragon could be seen appeared behind her.
The woman quickly rushes out the door, and Chara ignores her. She wouldn't be able to escape. "You dared hurt my passion! I own her, she is my property and you put your filthy hands on her!" By now Chara sounded more demonic, voice distorted, and eyes blazing red.
She grabs a cleaver, and holds the man's arm out. Aiming the cleaver just right, she brings it down. The man screams in pain as Chara cuts through the man's hand. Blood splashes against her sweater, and lower part of her face, but she doesn't pay attention to it. She proceeds to take the man's other hand then feet.
Chara watches, smiling crossing her face as he screams in pain and agony. Finally after what seems like hours of the man screaming, but was only a few minutes, Chara brings the cleaver across his neck, taking his whole head. Blood rained down on her as she places the head onto the ground. She had done this trick when she had wiped the underground out. She crushes the detached head causing blood and brain matter to splat against the ground. Feeling slightly sated with the death of one fool who had dared harmed her possession. She decided to go chase the woman done.
Finding her running through the forest to Mt. Ebott was rather easy. The woman was an idiot for running through the woods instead of going to a neighbor for help. Though that wouldn't have saved her. Chara teleported in front of her. "Where do you think you're going?" She questions. The woman screams falling on her butt. The next thing that can be heard is flesh being sawed off the bone, and inhuman screams of pain.
"I think you went a bit too far Chara." A familiar voice said. Red eyes turn to stare at a very tall slender-man like skeleton. A scar covered one of his eyes.
"Well I don't Gaster, you didn't see what they did to her." She said. Gaster sighed, shaking his head and eyeing the deskinned corpse that was crucified to the tree.
"I'm sure, well go pick up Frisk, we can't stay in this town any longer." Chara nods at his words. She had one more plan. Gaster sighs fading away, while Chara heads back to Frisk's room. Frisk is wide awake shaking, and she gasps when she sees the blood covering Chara's face.
She looks unsure as Chara approaches her, she had heard her daddy screaming. Before there was just silence. "Why is there blood on you Chara?" She decided to question. Chara gives her a gentle smile.
"I had to kill some bad people Frisk, and now I'm coming to take you away from this house." Frisk looked unsure and she decided to ask a very important question in her mind.
"Does mommy and daddy know?" She questioned, and she sees as a tiny hint of a scowl crosses Chara's face.
"Yes Frisk, now let's leave this place." She says. Frisk nods allowing Chara to pick her up. She feels a weird motion like she is falling, when she suddenly finds that they were on top of a hill that overlooked the town. "I have one last thing to do Frisk." Chara tells her. Frisk looks at her in question, before Chara covers their eyes with the palm of her hand. The next thing that Frisk hears is the sound of something loud, and screams of people. Frisk was curious to see what was going on, but Chara wouldn't let her. Instead they felt the same falling motion again, and they were inside of a house.
Chara places Frisk done on the wood floor, and stretches her hand out. "Welcome Frisk to your new home."
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And this chapter is done. What do you guys think? One word never mess with Chara, or more specifically Frisk if you want to come out alive. I hope you guys enjoyed this. It's going to be really dark, and this Chara has gone over a hundred different timelines, which means you don't want to mess with her at all.
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