"Prove to me, Prove to me you are strong enough to survive" Toriel huffed holding back her regret. The child looked at Toriel worryingly.
Toriel's face shifted for a moment when she looked into the child's bright blue eyes. She shook her head preparing a magical attack.
Frisk barely dodged the attack breathing heavily in fear.
Toriel threw another fireball at the child, maybe the attacks would scare the child enough to give up and go upstairs.
She shuddered at her own thoughts. How could she think of such a thing? Then again it was better than letting Asgore take the child's life.
Frisk was running of breath. If became harder to dodge those balls of fire.
Frisk held their chest in pain, they looked to Toriel with their teary eyes, begging for mercy. Toriel's eyes were closed preparing another Magical attack.
Frisk closed their eyes and waited for the shot to hit them.
"THUMP" a loud sound came from in front of Toriel. She opened her eyes.
To her horror was the child lying on the ground, blood all around their chest and their limbs.
Toriel's hands shook "No... No.. Ch-child..." trying to check if the child was alright.
Her trembling hands began to feel like they weren't even attached to her.
Her throat began to dry up and her stomach twisted in a sickening way.
She shivered in fear. She reached down to feel for a pulse on the child... She felt a boiling nauseating pit bubbling up from her stomach She was shaking, tears slowly pouring down her cheeks. The blood began to drain from her legs: her mind was trying comprehend... Trying to deny it... No.. It couldn't be true.
Her heart stopped beating ... She felt nothing, no breathing no pulse.. Nothing.
She moved the child a little. Her shuddering voice whispering. "M-my ch-child please... Please wake up!"
She begged. She tried to push the child again to shout the child awake... But to no avail.
She stepped back from the child lying on the ground. Finally she realized. She held her hands over her quivering mouth. "N-no... NO!"
The child... The child was... Dead.
She killed the child.
Toriel leapt back in despair and horror, looking at her hands she shuddered feeling her eyelids well up with tears.
"No.. I-I never meant to..." Her voice began to crack... She had become the very thing she was trying to protect the child from.
A killer.
Without any sense of hope she yelled, covering her face. sobbing loudly. The horror was driving her insane!
"W-what have I...Done!?"
She hiccuped letting tears shed sown her cheeks as her hands trembled.
Looking at them in disgust and horror, with the blood of the human on her fingertips she howled.
She had still been crying for hours.. Hovering over Frisk's body sobbing...
She let her tears fall to the floor she let her sadness take over, as she wept loudly holding her head in her bloody hands.
"I've lost... Another... A-and it's all my FAULT!"
She screamed angrily at herself.
Too pent up with grief and despair, she collapsed on her knees next to the human's body whispering. "I love you my child"
Before she rested her head on the child's body, weeping for hours.
A/N: Well that was sad... Yeah I'm never good at writing tragic stories, mostly because I don't like to write sad stuff, nor read it. Isn't reality sad enough already? No? Just me? Hmm... Maybe I'm thinking to far... Oh well!
Anyway stay tuned for my other stories, I promise I will upload them sometime now that I'm back home.
So not to worry people.