My greetings to whoever is reading this! I'm a very young writer, so sorry if there are some mistakes in this story, I obviously can't be perfect /w\)b.

Anyway, the following fanfiction is based on multiple different things; whether that is roleplaying, comics or other fanfictions [Shout out to the story 'I killed you. Can I get a kiss now?' for inspiring me to make this~

I'll also mention that both children use they/them pronouns. If you really want a biological answer, Frisk is mainly male, and Chara is female. However no smut will happen, so you can really choose your own genders.

And yes, in this fanfiction Chara is not a murderer. They are completely innocent. They never hurt anyone, but have the power to if they wanted to. - However later in the fanfiction they may be driven to hurt.

Edit 04/09/2016: I edited chapters 1+2.

/\/On to the fanfic~\/\ - PS this is the first time I've ever used this site to write, so... bleh. ;~;

Chara's P.O.V

I've been 'asleep' for God knows how long now, waking whenever a human fell down, only to hide back. None of them had enough strength in them to keep me awake for long, or to even see me. It's nice seeing them sometimes, despite them being the same kind that had tortured and abused me all of those years ago. Every time I woke up it was the same thing; my own mother would replace me then that child would die. Over the years it stopped traumatising me, over the years I've gotten used to it.

One day I felt a strong pulse of energy run through the underground, and a thump above my grave. It was that time again: It's time for another human to enter the underground.

I woke up with a sharp sting of emotions flying through me as I saw shimmering light for the first time in a long time. I had been awoken from my semi-rest and floated above the ground to see a small, damaged child.
I moved closer to them, inspecting them.

They had glistening dark brown hair, naturally closed eyes and a blue and pink sweater, which I will admit, looked rather adorable on such a small child. From what I could tell this child was damaged rather crudely from their fall, not to the point of death or needed assistance, but enough to make them hurt.

"Well, who are you, small child." I cooed mockingly while the child slept, then lightly giggled at my own rudeness.

The child started to stir, I decided to back off into a corner of the area, as to not scare the child if they were able to see me. After long moments of pondering, I noticed the child sit up, they groaned in slight pain before grabbing their head and holding it tightly, trying to reduce an aching migraine that had burst through. In full honesty I felt rather bad, seeing such a small child in pain. However, I didn't know what the child's intentions were; which meant they could be here just to hurt my friends - The monsters. I tried to swat away the thought from my head as the child stood up, whimpering slightly. For a moment I saw their brown eyes flicker open. Good to know they weren't eyeless.

"Hello..?" The child whispered into the darkness, their voice was a sweet, gentle voice that cracked ever so slightly, combined with the slight hoarse touch to it. However, I couldn't identify any gender. They glanced around, sweat dripping from their forehead. Did they not know they had fallen down? After looking around, the child looked to where I was. At first, I thought the child hadn't noticed me, as the child seemed completely calm about there being a ghost watching them. Until they did something I had not expected, they took a few steps forward and held out their head, they were sweating and seemed like a mess.

"H-Hello there..." Their voice was weak, sounding calm, however. I looked around and behind me to see if the child was talking to someone else, which they were seemingly not. I point a finger at myself and the child nods. "You can see me..?" I ask, my eyebrow lifting slightly. "Y-Yes, I-I can s-see you..." The child slowly put their hand down, which they had lifted to greet me. "But.. how? I'm a ghost..?" I ask, picking up my voice slightly as I float to the ground, I was a few inches taller than the child. "Yes, I-I've noticed.. b-but you're the o-only person I-I see... a-and... I-I'm scared." Their voice suddenly filled with sorrow, they didn't seem to be scared of me, which fascinated me, but they did seem to be afraid of being here, all alone.

"Huh.." I take a moment to think about this, then glance down at the child. "Well.. this is the underground, I assume you fell down here for whatever reason. I fell down here too, and, I uh... passed from the fall." I lied, mother would be mad, but frankly, I didn't care, I wasn't about to let this human get close to me. "Oh no.." The child said, taking a few steps closer to me. I backed up from the child, not feeling comfortable with the close contact. After all, this was a human. A blasted human being - the same species that had abused me so long ago. "..I'm so sorry." They muttered, taking a few more steps closer. At that moment I seemed to forget I was a ghost, I had seemingly feared that this child was going to attack me if they got close enough. My vision started to turn into a dark, gooey mess as the child got closer. My eyes and mouth started to drip with the familiar black tar-like liquid that usually escaped when I was mad, or terrified.

"W-What's wrong..?" They asked, their voice seemed so kind.. but so did their old father's. I backed into the corner, the liquid acting like tear drops, I was now sat down on the floor holding onto the wall as if it would protect me from the possible monster ahead of me. "N-No.. s-stay back!" I yell, which to my dismay, only made the child go closer. They placed their knee to the ground, the other leg had their foot to the ground. They shuffled closer, then moved their other knee to the ground too, finally sitting down on their knees. The child had a wide grin, teeth sharp and nasty, their hair was a mess and their hand had something shiny in it.. a weapon of sorts? Christ, no! Leave me alone you sick beast! "No, no!" I wailed "D-Don't hurt me!"

Frisk's P.O.V

I don't understand why they're so scared of me, well, I guess I can't socialise very well... but, is it really that bad? I want to help them, I'd feel horrible to just leave them there in such a panic. I hesitantly move closer, they curl into a ball, screaming louder, and only I could seemingly hear it. I shuffle next to them and put a hand on their shoulder, which almost passed through, barely carrying my arm. They were so... cold. It just felt like cold air, that was ever so slightly physical. I couldn't help but think about how cold they were.

They looked up at me, looking like they were about to attack. I shut my eyes tightly, only to see they were covering their face in fear. "I-It's oka-ay..." I mutter quietly. I thought for a moment before putting my arms around Chara, hugging them I guess? I did slightly go through them, but just the motion was enough.

At that moment it seemed like they suddenly snapped back into reality. They froze for a moment, their breathing changing paces. I couldn't see them too well, since they were so transparent; which means I don't know if they're scared or not!

"H-huh..?" They squealed. I look down at them and give a patient smile. "I won't hurt you... I won't hurt you... really, I won't..." I lightly pet their side and slowly, they calmed down. They didn't hug me back, though, which admittedly hurt. I backed away to give them space and they stood up. They stared down at the ground, their breathing hitched slightly then they put their hands on their face and started to wipe off the black liquid. Soon enough they were back to the sweet person they were before. "I-I believe we weren't p-properly introduced..." I spoke up, trying to keep a calm tone, still showing a patient smile. "I-I'm Frisk..." I held out a hand, hoping this time they would shake it. Chara looked at my hand as if they were looking at something extravagant.

"Greetings..." They muttered silently. "...I-I'm... Chara 'Dreemurr'..." The way they said Dreemurr sounded like they had some other thing to say, like a different name. Then they said something that broke me out of my calm posture. "T-The demon that comes... when you call it's name..." The way they said it... it sounded like they were pained to say it. My whole arms started to tremble, along with me. "Y-you don't look like a demon..." I say softly, hoping they wouldn't suddenly change my mind by taking out some sort of weapon; but even thinking like that makes me feel rude. They sighed shakily, still not taking my hand, which is why I slowly put it down. "...and you don't look like a trustable person." Their cruel side had snapped back.

"W-wha.." I struggle to get the words out of my throat, something about that comment hurt me, I couldn't tell why... I quickly realised they had completely changed the subject or had I switched the subject? "You heard me. You're a human, correct? That instantly means I can't trust you. No matter what you say, humans are never this nice. Stop hiding behind your kind facade." I lifted my hand. "But... I-I'm not-" I sit down, legs crossed, looking at the ground. Chara tilted their head. "What are you doing now, 'Frisk.'" Now it was my turn to change the subject. "How do I get out of here..." I ask shyly. "You wish to get out? Go through there, and leave me alone."

3rd person P.O.V

Frisk looked up at Chara, sighing shakily "C-come with me, please..". Chara raised their eyebrows in confusion. "Let me get this straight, you want a ghost to come with you?" A hint of disgust was in their voice, which they hid. Frisk nodded. "Please, I don't like being alone.." Frisk whispered the second part of their sentence as if they were ashamed of admitting it. Chara lowered their eyebrows again, staring down at Frisk. They saw something in Frisk again: Their purity, their innocence. All they've done so far is be nothing but a kind soul, but Chara had been just more of a nuisance.

"But... why? I'm not even nice to you, you barely know me, what if I betray you?" Chara crossed their arms, trying to keep a steady tone in their voice. Frisk stood up, right in front of Chara. "I trust you," Frisk muttered simply "and I don't want to leave you alone." Chara's breathing hitched again, they calmed slightly. "I don't understand. You're a weird kid, Frisk. I'll give you that," Chara paused for a moment, staring at Frisk, almost glaring. "But I'm not going. You can't make me, say one more thing about making me go and I'll stop talking to you." Frisk's brown eyes flickered open for a moment, "b-but..."

...

Chara had faded away, silence pursued. Frisk went over to the flowers again and sat down, looking down. "Why not..." they questioned themselves. "Do they hate me? Why..." Frisk started to think. "I... just wanted to be their friend..." They picked up their hand, looking at it. They changed it into a fist and slammed it into the flowers lightly. "Why can't I socialise properly like the other kids..." They picked up their fist again and looked at it, they knew what they had to do. They were determined.

Frisk stood up and shakily started walking towards the door, when suddenly they felt the cold air again. "Huh?" Frisk turned, noticing Chara was visible again, looking sort of shocked. "How did I..." they muttered. "Chara! You're back!" Frisk went to hug Chara, wrapping their arms around them. Chara looked at Frisk, still seeming shocked, now sort of angry. "How?!" Frisk looked at Chara and recoiled slightly from their sudden outburst. Chara grumpily mumbled something, then spoke up. "Looks like I'm stuck with you, I can't get away from you." They said as they tried to push Frisk away, unsuccessfully as they were just a ghost.

They glared at Frisk, their emotions towards Frisk had changed so rapidly. At first they even complimented their looks, now they were glaring at them with hate. "Chara, please come with me..." They looked at Chara, opening their eyes, showing their bright brown eyes. "Do I have a choice?" Chara grumbled, still glaring. By now, Frisk had backed away from Chara. Despite their fear, they started to smile. They unexpectedly grabbed Chara's hand and started to walk towards the next room, causing Chara to freeze, and stare at the child with low eyebrows. "You sure do have a death wish, don't you?"

Frisk turned their head to Chara, smiling. "Maybe. Maybe I do." Their smile widened, they didn't have to be alone.

That's it for chapter 1! I have plenty, and I mean plenty ideas for this story. Sorry if this chapter was too boring or short, I just really wanted to get started on it, anyway, I'll get to work on the second chapter! See you all soon! =)