Monster and humans: two species that once lived in perfect amity. It was all harmonious until one day where the humans revolted against those who remained in the shadows peacefully, going day by day trying to survive. Because of this, both sides became involved in a vicious and dreadful war. There were casualties but especially for the monsters, many were killed, their bodies quickly turned into a thick layer of grey ash that continuously went on without no signs of stopping as their souls were savagely destroyed. It was nothing but despair.
This eventually proceeded with the entire population of monsters being forced under within another world in which they built upon; Undertale. Despite building up their lives under the influence of their king, they would never forgive humanity for what they had done to them.

Over the last few years, there had been notice of the disappearance of one child. Many presumed that said child was dead, that the monsters had took them for their own sick pleasures. It was the complete opposite actually. The child, Chara by name, was lovingly cared for until it came to the point that they had become seriously ill and passed away in the small world within a large universe, despite the efforts that their brother, Asriel attempted to commend. However, was it true that they were gone forever? That their kindred spirit was finally at peace?

This is where the story begins…

After the segregation of the two species, things had returned back to normal, or it seemed so. Within the city, there was a family that appeared to be human, but in reality, they were hiding a secret that could destine whether they would live a peaceful life, or one where they're in hiding and in fear. After all, the father was a vampire and the mother was a regular human who had fallen in love with him. Their daughter, whom they named Freya, was a half vampire-half human hybrid who happened to still be a baby at the time.
Things had been going well for the family, until it came to the point where their secret that they were so desperately trying to keep hidden was somehow found and was spreading quickly across the population. In fact, so quickly that the family didn't have time to react. The humans managed to produce a deadly blow and killed the father soon enough after they barged into their home. He willingly accepted his fate and held them back to let his wife and Freya escape with nothing but their lives and the clothes on their back. Despite this, resistance was futile.

The mother was tracked down by the mob all the way to Mount Ebott, the place where the monsters had been locked within all that time. By the direction that she was heading, even the towns folk knew what she was intending to do and they somewhat didn't like it at all, not when she was holding the off-spring of a supernatural being.

"Get her!" Screamed a random voice from the rampaging crowd, an uproar yelling of utter profanities deafening the peace. Although the faster that they tried to catch up, the mother was determined to keep the gap between her and her child and what she would suspect to be death.
Soon enough, she came to her destination and a dead end. A large dark hole laid ahead, the sun beaming down to reveal a patch of golden yellow flowers. She hoped that that would at least break the fall.

The grown woman's breathing was uneasy and without a pattern, her chest quickly and unsteadily moving inwards and outwards. As well as the heavy feeling of dread of giving up her only child, she was exhausted of her energy. It was the end for her but not for the next generation of the family.
"Good bye, my child…" She rasped out between breaths, holding the tiny sleeping lifeform in her arms and close to her chest. The final good byes came to an abrupt ending. She swiftly but carefully disposed of her child down into the world that was unknown to her just as a member of the crowd grabbed the human and killed her on the spot before she could be allowed to struggle, causing a trail of blood and a few entrails to fall out of her body, the sandy gold mountain now tainted with the crimson red stains of murder and carnage. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her vision faded, her body turning limp quickly from the stab wound infiltrating through the ribcage and directly into the heart. Despite being unable to breathe for the last few seconds of her existence, her death was determined to be rather quick.

Although this was the end, she died with a smile on her face. It seemed rather peculiar but her final thoughts were one that was considered to be rather sweet and motherly. Her final wish was for Freya to grow up a happy and safe life.

Soon enough, as the surface world fell into silence once again, the sound of trickling water from the waterfall which gave a relaxing vibe to those who walked past was infiltrated by the sound of crying that began to echo across the midnight blue walls as well as becoming the main message that the echo flowers picked up. It was almost as if this child, despite being unable to walk or talk, knew that the quiet serenity meant nothing good at that point. However, there were some of said people who were far more merciless than others, especially towards humans and would seize the opportunity to locate where the crying was coming from.
Luckily enough for the little vampire, she had been found by another kind hearted yet timid child that took the resemblance of a goat. He appeared to be a good bit older than what she was. He went by the name of Asriel.

With leaving the castle to explore the world that he grew up in, he ventured to the garbage dump to where he located the soulful sounds of sadness and heartbrokenness. It was practically a cry for help. He hurried. The fur on his feet became soaked and stringy like from the water that laid in the chasm Where the path had ended, he had found a small bed of golden flowers with the small and frail being wrapped in a faded grey blanket settled on top of it.

Because of the fact that he was an only child and had lost a younger sibling up until recently, the curiosity that wavered from the sight began to indulge him. After all, Chara was also found on a bed of golden flowers and as a result of the illness, was their final resting place. He seen the baby and sat down beside her, inspecting her facial features whilst trying to dry her eyes and cheeks of the rolling tears. "You don't have to be afraid of me." He said kindly, the fur on his paws tickling against her cheeks and nose. The crying eased to a stop and immediately preceded into a sneeze and a snotty one at that.
In a peculiar way, this made Asriel smile whilst he cleared the girl's nose.

"See… I don't bite." He stated in a friendly fashion. However, as a result, Freya raised her short, stubby arms and took hold of Asriel's paw before and without any consideration, bit it. After all, by that point, she had begun the first stages of suckling.

Out of surprise only since the suckling didn't hurt at all, Asriel pulled his arm back, saliva dripping off the hand and the girls chin from the strings of slithers that broke when he pulled his arm back.
Although, rather than crying, like what every other kid would do, Freya instead began laughing from his initial reaction. From the gleeful expression imprinted on her face to the big, innocent eyes that was the color of a red rose, it could melt anyone's heart theoretically. It certainly did for Asriel.

"I won't let anyone hurt you. I promise." He muttered solemnly, bringing the baby into his arms and resting the bottom part of her body upon his legs, primarily because he couldn't hold her properly. He was determined to keep his promise. There was a reason behind as to why he even stated so in the first place.
After the initial death of Chara and in fact, almost Asriel as well when he attempted to return the body to their hometown, it had been agreed upon by the king that any humans who fell through would be judged upon and killed, as it was unknown as to whether humans were coming down through the opening and were prepared to slaughter them. Or perhaps a similar motive or if it was all a coincidence.

But despite this, it was the beginning of Freya's new life and whether or not she was going to be accepted or executed was all to be found out in the future.