Chapter 1- Prologue
(A/N) Hi everyone! I just wanted to say this right up front that this is NOT the point of view that I'm going to write this in, this was just the easiest way for me to get the base characteristics of Vinessa (OC) and Frisk (Fem Frisk if I didn't put it in the description). It's been a while since I tried my hand at writing fanfics and I might be a bit rusty (Or I'm really rusty), so any and all constructive criticism is wanted. Thank you all and I hope you enjoy.
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Vinessa was not your average nineteen year old "city" girl, she had little to no interest in fashion, clothes, or boys, she was borderline reclusive the majority of the time save for the few friends she had, and she loved to play video games and watch anime. That being said, she didn't go outside willingly unless she was forced to, and this was one of those times.
She had been dragged along, almost literally, on a camping trip with her friends, much to her displeasure. She didn't like the outdoors much, it was always a bit too humid for her liking, even this far into fall, and it had turned the small tent she shared was sharing into a sauna . An unwanted memory her father crept into her mind.
It was of her and her father standing on the porch in front of their house, watching the sun set over the ocean, it was almost late fall and she had complained about it still being so humid, even though the trees where starting to lose their leaves. He simply chuckled, "It can't be helped," he had told her, 'the weather in Onset has always been quite unique.'
She shook her head to try and clear her head of the vivid memories and images. After a minuet of that technique not succeeding, she finally sat up and deciding to go take a walk to cool herself off and hopefully clear her head a little. She wrestled her way out of the sleeping bag as quietly as she could so she wouldn't wake the other sleeping girl in the tent.
After slipping into her faded blue jeans and lacing up her worn black boots, she picked up her blueish-cyan hoody and stepped out of the hot tent and into the chilled, late night mountain air. She let the fresh air lightly brush against the exposed, pale skin of her arms and the little bit of her stomach that wasn't covered by the formfitting black tank top. A small chill went through her and she quickly slipped her arms into the hoody and zipped it up. She quietly poked her head back in to the tent and grabbed her scarf, locket, glasses, and hat, and carefully zipped the tent shut.
She slipped the small silver and gold locket around her neck, loosely wrapped the scarf around her neck as well, and then tucked her dark red bangs under the black fedora. After she had all her things, she stuffed her slender hands and her glasses case into her hoodies pockets and wandered down the skinny path they had used to get to the campsite.
She tried not to think of her father too much as she walked. It wasn't like she hated him, she had loved that man with every ounce of her being. He had taken such good care of her, even if he was constantly bogged down with work and was always stressed because of it, he would always make sure she was doing well or if she was having a hard time with school work or if she was being bullied by other the other kids. He did an amazing job, considering that it was just the two of them for a long time.
Vinessa's train of thought was interrupted when she saw a young kid in a blue and purple striped sweater climbing a little further up the slope from her. She was starting to wonder if she was hallucinating from her lack of sleep when the kid suddenly stumbled disappeared into an opening in the rock. Worried for the child, hallucination or not, Vinessa scrambled up the rocky slope to make sure that the child was ok, only to find the same fate befall her as well.
The ride down was a lot steeper and smoother then she expected. It came to an abrupt and rocky end as she landed butt down on the hard rock, causing a slight yelp of pain to escape her lips. After Vinessa had checked to see if her tail bone had suffered any serious injury, she took a quick look around the semi-dark room to see if the child she had chased after was there, or, if in her sleep deprived state of mind, she had chased after a figment of her imagination. Her bets where on the later, but much to her surprise, she found a young, worried looking child standing a few feet before her.
Vinessa, after seeing the frightened expression on the child's face, wanted to comfort the distressed youth, and slowly held a hand out to the child, "Hey there little one, what are you doing this far up the mountain this late at night?" she said in a soft tone. It seemed to calm the kid down a little as they took her open hand softly. "Sorry, I'm being rude, my name's Vinessa, whats yours?" Vinessa asked, still using a calm and soothing voice.
"Frisk."
The child's voice was quiet and a little raspy, like they didn't use it vary much. Vinessa gave the kid a small and kind smile, softly shaking Frisk's hand. The hand felt a little smaller then hers, it was also colder then hers.
"Frisk huh? I like it." Vinessa said in a reassuring and comforting tone.
Vinessa's eyes were finally started to adjust to the dim light of the cave, and she was now able to make out more details about the kid. They weren't as young as she first thought, probably about eleven, and the kid was definitely a she if the soft edges of her face are anything to go by. Her chestnut hair was down to her chin and she had soft brown eyes that she swore she could see a small spark of mischief and adventure.
Vinessa gave a small sigh as she got up and looked down at the middle schooler, "Are you hurt anywhere Frisk?" She asked, her voice steadily returning to her normal vocal range.
Frisk gently shook her head no and stood up as well.
The kid came up to about her chest, which wasn't saying a whole lot cause the older girl was almost 5"12. Vinessa dusted herself off a little before looking back at the way they came in.
"Well it doesn't look like we'll be going back up that way." Vinessa sighed.
The rock was too worn and too steep to even try to think of a way to climb back up. She took another look at the small cave around them, only to find a large hole in the center of the floor. the cave floor itself was covered in thick vines and roots. At the far end of the room was a small opening that led further in.
"Ok Frisk, I think I can see a way out on the other side of the room. We should watch our step though, I would rather not see how far down that hole goes." the teen says as she reached out for the young girls hand, only to find that she was having the same idea and their hands met halfway.
Vinessa didn't even have time to process what had happened, all she knew was that they where now free falling in what could possibly be a bottomless pit. She could still feel Frisks hand in hers and quickly did the first thing that came to mind; she quickly pulled the child in and hugged her to her chest, turning so that she was between the ground and Frisk and closed her eyes tight, waiting for the inevitable impact.
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She was floating in a sea of darkness, the only sound was that of her own breathing. 'Am I dead?' she wondered. Was this what was waiting for them after they passed on? Just an ocean of nothingness? She was about to start questioning if this were hell and what kind of misdeeds she had committed to end up here when she heard a smooth, velvety voice that would have made her jump if she had been capable of doing so.
"Now what do we have here?"
She looked around to find where the voice was coming from when a hand softly touched her head, prevented her from turning around and seeing who, or what, was behind her. After two seconds of nothing, it felt like someone had spilt a glass of warm water over her brain. Vinessa stopped trying to move while the hand was on her head. The warm water seemed to come alive and wrapped itself around her brain and wiggled around it's surface gently.
"You had quite the fall didn't you? Sorry in advance for this but I'm going to dive a bit deeper, and don't worry, I promise not to look into your more private memories."
She suddenly felt one of the tendrils gently slip beneath the surface and delve deeper into her mind.
"Oh, now that is interesting…" the thing hummed to its self and the living water in her brain vanished, "Ok, Vinessa, you have actually peaked my interest. I'll be keeping a close eye on you from now on. For now though, I'm going to get you back to where you belong. I think I might hear someone calling for you."
The hand moved to her forehead and she could feel gravity returning when she heard the voice say, "Oh, and we will meat again, Vinessa, that I can guarantee."
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Vinessa slowly opened her eyes, her whole body felt stiff and her back was really hurting, and the things she felt and saw only but moments ago already becoming too obscure to remember. She immediately shoved those thoughts to the back of her head when she heard soft crying coming from her left. She slowly turned her head and saw Frisk quietly sobbing into her hands. Vinessa immediately tries to sit up slowly, mentally cursing as she works her sore and stiff muscles.
She finally gets into a position to where she can wrap her arms around the crying eleven year old. As soon as her arms where around the child, Frisk gives her a look of shock and awe.
"Hey, don't worry Frisk, I'm fine, ok. See?" She slowly gets up and starts to stretch, "Just a little stiff, thats all." When Frisk finally stops crying, Vinessa started asking the child if anything hurt or if she was feeling ok while giving the child a once over before softly nodding and giving the young girl a soft smile.
Frisk watched quietly as Vinessa started to inspect herself for any injuries as well, a small smile spreading across her face. Seeing the stranger who had not only followed her into the mountain, but had also risked her own life to protect her, and then went on to question and inspect her for any injury before inspecting herself, filled Frisk with determination.
After Vinessa had finished taking stock of all the fresh bruises on her back and the nasty headache that had set in after the post-fall adrenalin had stopped rushing through her system, she scouted out the room. There was a large bed of bright yellow flowers that had been crushed, letting her know what it was that had broken their fall. Shifting her gaze to across the room she found a path leading to a well crafted archway.
She looks down at Frisk who was standing right beside her, "Hey Frisk, I think I found a way out." Vinessa says with a hopeful smile. Frisk smiles softly back and leads Vinessa through the doorway.
Of all the things that Vinessa had expected, she wasn't expecting to find a goat monster watering a patch of golden flowers. As Vinessa and Frisk stand in the doorway attempting to take in the sight before them, the goat monster stopped watering the flowers and turned to them.
He smiled and stood up straight and extended his hand.
"Howdy! I'm Asriel. Asriel Dreemurr.
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(A/N) I hope this wasn't too confusing, but I promise that the next chapters will be in first person. And kudos to any of you get the Undertale theory reference I slipped in!
Again, any and all constructive criticism is accepted, and I hope to see you all my future chapters, bye!
