Lost!Tale
by
.Memecenter
Part 1:
A Brave New World.
Welp time for a v2, my account has been dead, but lo and behold I come bearing a more serious story! I'll give you a hint, this story is about finding yourself, and striving towards your goals. This is Part 1 ( I am forgoing the term chapter).I hope you all enjoy!
"D-don't you have anything better to do?" was the last thing I shouted to Frisk, she looked down, obviously sad. I had a decent chance of becoming a flower again, and I didn't want her to see me like that. I took momentary pride in the moment, a sort of poetic angst, giving a feel to the scenario that one can't really explain. But I guess I can later describe this moment as a useless sacrifice…
Frisk walked away, and I proceeded to sit on the flower bed, my own eyes tearing up. I really was a crybaby. I eventually laid down, awaiting my third death in this timeline. Granted this was the 2,945th time this had happened, I was especially saddened this run. Normally Frisk would wait 20 minutes after leaving, then reset, every time she would always visit me, it took her a few runs to realize I was back at the ruins after our fight, but then she proceeded to visit me every reset. A couple dozen or so resets we actually engaged in conversation, talking about what the resets had revealed to each other every time it happened, and the special little differences in every run. One run Frisk had even brought the entire underground to the Ruins to see me, but in my anger I shut myself out from them, and forced frisk to reset by killing myself.
"Only a little longer, and this pain will end." I whisper to myself, I pick petals aimlessly off the flowers, which had become my only absolutes in this world of uncertainty. I sigh, and continue to lie there. The good thing about being dead is that you can purposely ignore the passage of time, so I lay there in a sort of stasis. I was lonely, but in the resets I had developed two alternate personalities to keep me company, they weren't even forced anymore, they came naturally, I'm sure if I did meet Toriel again she would be concerned. One was named Oryx, he was a little destructive, like a sentient version of Flowey, and he always had a sort of lust for the world, never quite being satisfied, always wanting more. The other was Orion, he was more tactical, and he always thought things out, he was the one who helped me with decisions, or at least whenever we had to make them. I guess I still had some control over them, because every reset I resolved to stay in this flower bed.
It's been three weeks. Why was I even Here? I was supposed to be dead! David Three weeks since the Barrier Event occurred, Frisk should've reset by now. I look up to the ruin entrance, and muster enough Determination to walk through it. The entirety of the Ruins was empty, not even spiders to make cobwebs. Everyone had left. I proceed to walk leisurely through the Underground, and at length reach Asgore's throne room. I chuckle at the crown which lay upon the furry and dusty throne. I put it atop my head, and sat on the throne, my left leg over my right.
"At last, Flowey's dream satisfied… The Prince of this World's Future… It's quite lonely..."
"Oh relax, you have us after all, you'll never be lonely."
"That may be true Oryx, but he needs real interaction, we've been in stasis for three weeks waiting for the 2,946th reset. I think it's time we see what has transpired in our absence."
"Orion makes a good point, there's no value in sitting around. I should take the crown with me however. Let's go."
I got up and made a 180 for the exit to the underground. 5 minutes later, I reached the surface. The sun greeted me with a smile, and I returned His kindness with a pleasant wave.
"It's been a while, Old Friend..."
I proceeded down the mountain, and saw tracks for what appeared to be automated wagons. Frisk told me about these, "car", wagons. I followed the tracks to a nearby human establishment where the old village lay.
"Belara: est. 1724" The sign read. Fearing humans still I slunk around the outskirts of the city, and came upon a peculiar store which Frisk had previously identified to me in our conversations as a "Seven Eleven". There, outside the door, lay a poster, which held the following text.
"SCIENCE MAKES YET ANOTHER DISCOVERY, A SERIES OF SPECIES ONLY PREVIOUSLY IMAGINABLE BY THE MOST CURIOUS OF MINDS. COME SEE "MONSTERS" AT MEMORIAL HALL IN COAST CITY."
"pfft, these humans are still prideful as ever. But this location, it must be where Frisk is!"
"It sounds more like a circus ad than a scientific breakthrough."
"Oryx has a point, read the smaller text underneath, I need context."
I read the following details for the poster. Apparently they were holding a conference in this Memorial Hall to discuss the new situation. I wearily crept inside the store, and a tall man greeted me with a gruff "howdy" as a stepped in. I looked to him, and I put my best act up.
"Sir, would you by any chance know how to reach Coastal City in a timely manner? I wish to see the monsters." He looked to me and smiled before opening his wallet and showing me a picture of what looked like his son.
"yeah, my kid wants to see em' too, what are you anyways, some sort a' Furry?" He asked. I looked to him with a quizzical expression and tilted my head.
"Is that what they are calling us monsters now?" I asked curiously. He sighed and turned back to the lottery tickets to serve another customer.
"Damn, it's been three weeks, and people are already making God damn fursuits. I tell ya this transgenderism has taken a new turn. People are even saying they were born the wrong species. I'll tell ya what kid, if you help me out around shop, and get rid of the fursuit, I can take ya' to see the monsters this weekend. My name's Xander. What's your name anyway? You look like a Charlie, maybe even an Alexander."
"Well sir I can and will be of service to you if it means I can return to my family again. And how exactly do I remove my fur? I was born with it… My Name is Asriel, Asriel Kaon Dreemurr." I said, outwardly I maintained a calm disposition,but inwardly I was exuberant. This gentleman is benevolent enough to assist me! And all I have to do is help him maintain his establishment! I stuck my paw out and he shook it, he must have expected something different, but when he felt my warm paw, he retracted.
"wait, you are an actual monster? Kid, come with me…" He says, he ushers me to a storage room, and he leans down to whisper to me.
"It's not safe here kid, this whole town has been itching to catch one of your kind, the Feds popped up and escorted them to Coast City before any of the Belara Gun Club nutjobs could get to em'. I can't personally help you, I'm tight schedule wise, but I know someone who can. His name's Don Zeoli, he's a pastor down at the church, three blocks away. I'll get ya' to him after work hours, you got like 4 hours until I close shop. Then we can skip over there in my Ford. Got it? Hang tight in here." He says, I nod and shiver in fear, hoping that whatever this town had in store for me if caught wasn't too cruel. I crawl behind a palette full of potato chips and curl into a ball. Time passes in stasis, and I hear the door click open. The man peers through the threshold, and beckons me out to the back of the building. I follow, and he gets in his "Ford" which was a sort of two person metal wagon with a large storage compartment in the back. I get in the other side of the motor vehicle, and he turns on a music box in his car. A series of channels flip by until he finds one he likes, which happened to be what humans call "Electronic Dance Music." The title of the song on the display was labeled "Twilight Meadow - The Worlds We Discovered (Matthew Parker Remix)".
"I thank you for your kindness sir, I hope we cross paths again soon. Certainly not under these conditions however. I would love to stay and chat. But I have places to be, good day!" I shout as I exit the vehicle. I enter the tall white wooden building, and pass through rows of pews, at the pulpit stood a man writing in a notebook, occasionally glancing to a book which was labeled "The Holy Bible".
"Hello sir, are you Don Zeoli?" I ask curiously, he glances to me and smiles.
"Hello, What do you need?" He asks in a calm attitude. I move closer to the pulpit and put my paws on it.
"A man at the Seven Eleven informed me you could provide safe passage to Coast City and by extension the human/monster Conference?" I ask. He smiles and steps out from behind the pulpit.
"Why yes, I am going for Early Access. The Congregation is concerned about your kind. Fear not I don't have a hostile attitude to you, and would be glad to have a travel partner. I leave in the morning, would you like to stay for dinner at my home?" He replies. I nod and step back from the pulpit, I stare at the fancily fashioned book in his hand and point to it.
"What manner of Literature is this?" I muse aloud. He looks to me and hands the book to me.
"Would you like to see for yourself? Be careful with it however, it is a precious book." He says. I look through the pages of the first half of the book. Many accounts of bloodshed, strife, conflict, and deliverance fill the pages. The book was so coincidentally organized, it felt almost supernatural to read. I flipped to the second half, and there lay many prophecies, along with a fascinating story about this person named "Jesus". His story was interesting, and I even agreed with some of his teachings, but for now I have a more important task: Dinner.
"Where do you live?" I ask, he smiles and beckons me to follow him to behind the Chapel, where a door led to a sort of small apartment. He takes a sort of frozen dish out of his refridgerator and puts it into the microwave. "Lean Cuisine" was the name of the food. As a monster, I needed very little, but in case, I projected my soul to see how it was. It was a whitish pink, a little blotch of red in the middle, it was lightly cracked, so I pushed it back into my chest and sat at the table.
"Would you like something to eat?" Don says. I shake my head and pull a bad of chisps from the True Lab.
"I'm fine, I can't exactly eat human food, I have no way of digesting it..." I say. I slowly begin to eat as he does likewise. We spend the next few minutes in silence until he finishes his meal, then he gets up to throw his trash away.
I'll be right back, I have to take the trash barrel out to the dumpster." He says before leaving through a screen door with a trash barrel. I get up from my seat and look around the house. On the fridge is a series of Bible verses, one I recognized from my browsing through It.
"For God so Loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son; that whosoever believeth in Him shall not die, but have eternal life." - John 3:16
"A curious passage, empowering too, to think that someone loved the world so much to sacrifice their son for it. I honor him."
"Orion and your 'honor' bull, imagine how much glory this guy must've gotten for saving the world!"
"Silence you two! I've had about enough, you aren't really helping anymore! Why did I even make you again?" I ask with frustration. Don returns, and feeling tired, I ask where I should sleep.
"Ah yes… There is a couch in the Living Room if you wish to retire there. I have some work to finish, so I'll leave you to your rest. I will wake you up around 6 AM so we can start our trip to Coast City, we should be there just in time if you factor in the traffic. Goodnight!" He says cheerily before returning to the Chapel. I lay down on the couch and slowly fall into a deep sleep.
"Chara, I don't like this plan anymore!"
"I can't just leave you here!"
"Dark, Darker, Yet Darker…"
I woke up in a cold sweat, a channel playing Gospel music on the TV… I get up groggily and brush my shedded fur from the couch onto my hand before wiping it off over a trash can. I walk into the kitchen and see Don preparing for our trip.
"Well Good Morning sir, I forgot to ask your name, would it by any chance end in 'Dreemurr'?" He asks. I look to the side and nod.
"Asriel Kaon Dreemurr, my dad is the king of monsters…." I say tiredly. His eyes grow wide and he bows in front of me.
"I wasn't aware I had royalty in my presence! You look an awful lot like your mother and father, they raised a fine son, but I must ask why you are separated?"
"I-it's a long story, we can talk about it in the car." I say nervously. He nods and opens the screen door into the early morning.
"I woke up early this morning, I guess you did too, we are 2 hours ahead of schedule, plenty of time if you wish to leave now or later." He says. I look to him, then to his white motor vehicle.
"I would like to go as soon as you would want, please." I say meekly, he smiles and hands me a bag.
"I know you said you cannot consume human food, but don't knock it 'till ya' try it! I'm sure your body will be able to figure something out if the rumors about monsters being mostly magic are true." he says, inside the bag are many name brand human snacks. I cheerily smile as I look back up to him.
"Thank you for your hospitality, I really am undeserving of any of this."
"None of us deserve anything, it is by the Grace of God we take a single breath. It is why I am so benevolent, I know that if my Father in Heaven is so gracious, I should be too."
We head out to his "car" and he starts it up, we pull out of the driveway and he begins to travel towards what he calls a "Highway". Over the next few hours, I explain to him my life story, and he shares his "testimony" along with some Scriptural teachings. We share a few jokes and discuss our opinions on many subjects, whether they oppose each other or not. At length, we reach a sign which says:
"COASTAL CITY, NEXT EXIT."
"We appear to be close!" I say exuberantly, he smiles and turns onto the corresponding exit, and as we turn on the ramp, thousands of giant buildings, seeming to scrape the sky, appear before us. I lean closer to the windshield and press my paws against it, looking into the labyrinth of human ingenuity.
"How many Cities are there?" I ask, he chuckles and pulls me back to my seat so he can see the road.
"Thousands, all over the world." he says casually. My jaw drops and I can hardly control my excitement. For the next hour, we search through the winding intersections of the city, and eventually find adequate parking in front of what appears to be a giant court building. We head up the steps to the building, and banners containing the likenesses of Undyne, Alphys, Toriel, Sans, Papyrus, Asgore, and Frisk, all are scattered across the building's front. We walk in and he pulls out a lanyard, which is in accordance with the building's decoration theme. He swipes it over a scanner, and we both walk into the inner part of the building.
"I have backstage access, so we, whether now or later, have access to personally meet your father, mother, and others, Including the human who freed them!" He says. I smile and we head towards the stage. The scene was set like one of Asgore's Banquets, hundreds of tables spanned the function hall, and a giant stage at the back had 9 seats, presumably where every of the major monsters were to sit. I run past him up to the front of the stage, and wait there, looking back in his direction to the utter size of the building. He catches up, and we trail the edge of the stage to a set of stairs on the side, up the stairs is a backstage area, where Mettaton sat doing his makeup and hair. He turns to us and his jaw comes undone as it falls to the floor.
"Y-Y-Y-Your majesty?" He says dumbfound as he sizes me up, I rub my arm and look down.
"y-yeah..." I say nervously, he rushes to me and pulls me into a giant hug.
"You should have heard the speech your father gave yesterday, he still misses you! How are you even here?!" He shrieks, I smile and chuckle in his cold grasp.
"I d-don't know… actually…" I say, suddenly realizing the gravity of his question. He puts me down and looks over to Don.
"And who is this?" He says happily. Don attempts to greet Mettaton, but he quickly gets picked up by him.
"Thank you sir for helping Asriel!" Mettaton jubilantly shouts.
"M-my pleasure.." he says, disoriented. Mettaton puts him down, then once again (to my dismay) grabs hold of me and begins to carry me off towards a door.
"Your Father and Mother will want to see you!" He says absentmindedly.
"Not yet Mettaton! I need some time, also, I want this man to come with us." I say, he puts me down and I extend a hand to Don.
"want an exclusive sneak peak?" I say, his eyes grow wide and he nods. I chuckle and nod to Mettaton. He walks in without me, and leaves the door open. I hear him preparing everyone for my arrival through the door.
"Attention Darlings! You thought today wouldn't get any better? Well I can promise you that you are wrong!"
"What do you mean Mettaton?"
"well I was doing my makeup, and Two men walk behind stage. I think you all will recognize one of them!"
That was my cue. I slowly stepped out from behind the door, and The entire room fell silent. Even Frisk was awestruck. I stuck a paw up and waved it lightly, tears forming in my eyes.
"H-howdy..."
Papyrus became extremely confused, Sans eyes went black, Toriel had fainted, Frisk smiled, and Alphys almost fainted, and Undyne out her hand on her hip, clearly impressed. It was Asgore though, who came up to me, and put his palm against mine. The pads on our paws matched, and he recognized the scar on my hand. He looked down to me and smiled, his eyes clearly blocked with tears.
"M-m-my s-s-son… Is it r-r-really you?" He said wearily. I pull out the "screw it" card and make a pun.
"w-well, dad. I'm Asriel as it g-gets!" I say, he bursts out in booming laughter, then tightly embraces me. His tears dampen my sweater, but I don't care at this point, I cry with him, and as the rest of the group recuperates, Asgore puts me on his shoulders, and he shouts for the world to hear.
"MY SON IS ALIVE! LONG LIVE ASRIEL!" He booms, the rest of the room follows suit, shouting "Long Live Asriel!" And I finally begin to feel like a Prince for the first time in my life.
/6 months later/
"Asriel! Frisk! Breakfast!"
"Coming Mom!"
"Yeah, coming, Mom."
"What's your issue today Frisk?"
"Huh? Oh, uh, nothing!"
"Frisk, Are you sure? Was It anything I said?
"N-no, I'm just going through something, mood swings I think, I'll ask Toriel today."
"Alright, let's get up before Toriel sees us like this."
I quickly slid down the top bunk ladder and got some clothes to change in to, before hiding in the bottom bunk to do so. I finish getting dressed. But something stops me, not a little something, not a big something, but it's a something I need to avoid, and ask Asgore about, I'd prefer to not have this something act up while I cuddle frisk so she doesn't have nightmares. Poor Frisk, It's been half a year since the resets ended, and Frisk still has nightmares. Right now, I had to get rid of this something though. I try to work around it, but it doesn't work, I try to move it out of the way, but that only works long enough to get my clothes on, it returns seconds after.
"ready to go frisk?" I ask.
"Yeah" is the only response I can get out of her, oh well.
"alright, We're Coming Mom!" I say as I open the door. I dash to the stairs and slide down the banister as Frisk follows behind, but in a more normal manner. In seconds we both are at the table and Toriel hands us a slice of Apple Pie. I sink my fangs into it and close my eyes.
"This is delicious! Thanks Mom!" I shout after finishing. 3 months after my 15th Birthday (phisically) and I still ate like an 8 year old. When I come to think about it, I still really had the knowledge of an 8 year old. Toriel was very protective, and I didn't get much external influence, it was just me, Frisk, Asgore (Surprisingly) and Toriel. I look over to Frisk, and she looks back to me. There goes my issue again, looks like morning rituals had to wait, I had to have a talk with Dad.
"Hey Mum? Where's Dad? I have to talk to him..." I ask nervously. She smiles and points to the backyard.
"Where else?" She says. I smile and dash outside with a quick "Thanks Mom!" before closing the screen door and running across the soft grass to Asgore's Garden. He was humming along peacefully as he weeded his Garden, and I stopped behind him with my hands behind my back.
"Hey Dad? I have a question or two… or three..." I ask shyly. Asgore turns to me and stops what he is doing.
"Yes Asriel?" He replies with a cheery attitude. I lean to his ear and whisper into it, he nods in understanding, and when I finish he gets up.
"I guess you haven't been taught this yet. Let me go speak with your mother momentarily, don't move an inch." he says before walking back inside. I sigh and sit down on the ground, looking at the beautiful scene before me. A whole array of flowers, spanning from a crimson red rose to a flower so golden It put a new meaning to "gold leaf". Asgore returns a minute later, and sits down next to me.
"It's about time I told you about the Birds and the Bees." he says slowly.
"W-what do insects and birds have to do with this?" I ask quizzically. He sighs and begins a long and (unfortunately) in depth description of what my situation was about. After around 3o minutes of trying not to pay attention, being dumbfounded, and looking away from Asgore and to the flowers, he finished his grueling speech, and I stand up both a wiser, and more disgusted goat.
"Did I really have to know that…?" I ask, embarrassed.
"Well the Dreemurr Line doesn't continue without you, and frankly many children your age found out long before 15. I guess Me and Toriel didn't ever get the chance to explain this to you. But yes, while it seems rather disgusting, you will soon find that it is both a necessary, and frankly, enjoyable, part of life."
"Dad don't say that! I was Just told that you did that with Mom! And that every single kid has parents that do or have done that! Now I won't be able to go in public without thinking about this!" I shout with frustration. He nods and begins work again.
"It does, unfortunately, invade your mind at the worst of times, but you can dull it and be numb to it by either ignoring it or 'taking care' of it. Relax, if you have any more questions ask your mother, I have work to do." He says. I sigh and head back in the house, a permanent shade of pink across my cheeks as I enter. I walk past Toriel, who was washing the dishes from this morning. She seemed unnaturally enveloped in her chore, so I let her be and went upstairs to see frisk. She was on the top bunk, curled into a ball. I climbed up the ladder and curled around her, silently and gracefully. I wrapped my arms around her stomach as she drifted in and out of sleep.
"You Ok Frisk?" I ask quietly. She sighs and relaxes, before turning to me.
"I had a very uncomfortable conversation with Toriel just now." She says quietly, I sigh and loosen my grip.
"Me too." I say softly, almost into her ear, not purposely however. We both sigh, and both of us hold close to the other. This time it felt different however, it was like knowing a subliminal plot to a main story, a whole new dimension to life, and it invaded all of my thoughts. I hated it and it left me unable to think straight In a situation like this. Even hearing her sigh, or her stomach moving up and down as she breathed, those little things just set me off. I didn't want to loose the warmth of being next to Frisk, but at this point it was horribly annoying to deal with myself.
"so… what exactly did Asgore talk to you about?" she asked. I sighed and stayed silent for a second before I replied.
"I want to know what you talked about with Toriel, how about we both say it at the same time?" I ask, she sighs and nods her head, we count to three before blurting out the answer to the other's question. There is a minute, before the silence is broken by Frisk.
"so, you know..?" She asks, I sigh and nod. More silence ensues before I pose a question.
"will… will we now have to get separate rooms? I mean, I don't want to leave, but do you think they will because~"
"But we wouldn't, right? I mean, uhh… well… shit..." Frisk says. I lower my eyes, I did occasionally have thoughts about her and I together, and Asgore said that the act was "A sign of love" between two people.
"It's not like I don't want to do that, but it just seems so… weird…" Frisk says. I sigh and nod. Again, a horrible silence protrudes the room, just like something else, and at length I speak again.
"I've had a long time to think, these resets, and the past 6 months, and I was wondering… w-would you, uhh… well… Would you l-like to g-go on a… Date?" I ask nervously, hoping this shifts the conversation. She hums in contemplation and I nervously wait.
"Well… I think I would like that." She says. I smile and mentally jump for joy. I suddenly realize that today I actually had something to do, and that this was my last straw. I'm not the most timely, or punctual, or sharp minded; so memory was a luxury to me.
"Frisk, I gotta go over MK's house today, he told me if i'm not on time this time he would call off our plans to see Marshmello live… Can we chat about this later? I'll be home after dinner, 7PM maybe..." I state cautiously, trying not to make it sound like I wanted to stop cuddling her. I would have laid in bed all day with her had this not been an important occasion. I slowly get up, trying my best not to disturb her, and I slowly clamber down the ladder, where I pack my computer, Xbox One, and associated wires/accessories in silence, before creeping out of the room, Frisk stayed relatively quite during this time, and I assumed she was just tired. I slide down the banister and holler out to Toriel.
"Hey Mom I'm heading to Monster Kid's House! 'Be Back around 7!"
"Alright sweetie! Remember to put your helmet on!"
"Whatever Mom!"
I pushed through the front door and hopped on my Bicycle, pulling out of the driveway trying not to bump into the SUVs was an issue, but it didn't stop me. Within minutes I was well on my way to Monster Kid's House, Orion and Oryx were currently arguing and discussing, but since then they've toned down, mostly because I'm not alone anymore.
"We have to do something special for the date, under no circumstances should it go wrong."
"No shit sherlock, but how is the clumsiest S.O.B in this God damn universe gonna do that?"
"I heard that asshole."
"Toriel would be ashamed of the language you're using right now, both of you."
"Oh who cares? Outta Sight, Outta Mind."
"just shut up both of you I will figure this out later, this is a busy street and I won't be going to a date as roadkill."
"Jesus why you so salty?"
"Oh put a sock in it Oryx."
"Whatever."
Slowly, I trudge up the final hill, and alas there before me is Monster Kid's house. Not to grand, but certainly not shabby either, like 4 out of 5 stars. This house had a lot of amenities, even two guest rooms! Most of the time I came over here to study with Monster Kid, but today was a LAN party on steroids. Our plan was to stay up as long as possible, and get as much done as possible. We mainly played Overwatch, but there was the occasional Call of Duty MWIII remastered, It was an ok game but Toriel didn't exactly approve. What was odd was that she favored scantily clad female warriors to actual men sniping in the air. Toriel was somewhat brain dead in parental guides, but her bookmark on her computer was ESRB, so I didn't get a single break. I think she paid more attention to the letter rating than the actual content, which is probably the reason why Overwatch is OK but Call Of Duty isn't. Monster kid waved from his top window and ushered me in.
"Hey you made it! Just in time too! I got 4 people for Competitive play and we're waiting on you! Plug in and strap in because its platinum or bust tonight!" He shouts with a headset on his head. I smiled and burst into the house, practically bounding up the stairs, and finally entering his room. I set my things up, connected to the WiFi, and logged onto Overwatch while loading Discord on my computer. I greeted my friends in voice chat and joined Monster Kid's group, which consisted of a Level 213 Aaron, a level 183 Froggit, a level 64 Temmie, Monster Kid at level 354, Me at level 324, and one human at level 287. We joined a match and called out our players, I shouted through the mic my main with a lust r victory.
Don'tfo
"Crusader Online! worry friends, I am your shield!" I shouted as a Reinhardt with the Bloodhardt skin loaded in the spawn. The counter ended and hours of play ensued.
/several hours later/
"Holy shit… my eyes hurt now..." Monster Kid remarked as he laid down on the ground in front of his tv.
"Likewise… I think I have like 4 lootboxes… let me open those and then we can log off… what's the time?" I asked, clearly it was in the wee hours of the day. Monster Kid returns to the Home Menu and looks at the top right of the screen.
"Man it's like 3AM..." He states, exhaustion infesting his tone. I yawn and stretch, my tail twitching in the process. I open my rewards and shut down the console, before opening up my phone. I had a message from Frisk at 11PM… 4 Hours ago… I open the conversation with haste and glance over the 5 paragraphs she sent me.
"MK, I gotta go… There's an issue at my house. See you tomorrow." I said with lethargy achily climbing into my voice. I didn't particularly want to leave, I was tired as it is, and a 3 mile bike ride at 3AM wasn't safe. I forego safety and pack my things up, before climbing out his window and shimmying down the drain pipe.
"see you MK!" I whisper-shouted to the window. He pops his head out and returns my farewell. I climb onto my bike and begin the trek. I have a nasty sense of paranoia, so this bike ride was a hellish pattern of riding casually, nearly having a heart attack, and speeding for a couple hundred feet, before the cycle restarted. I reached the house at 3:30, and lights were on in the entire house. Normally the only lights on at this time of night were the Master bedroom, where Toriel slept, and the basement light, which was barely visible by a ground height window slab, where Asgore slept. But this time all the lights were on, and I heard crashes in the house. I put my things down outside the door, and crept in. There was an eerie silence about the house, no warmth about it either. Something was dreadfully wrong. I walked through the main hall, and spotted Frisk's phone shattered on the ground, the lock screen flickering on and off among the cracks of dead pixels and broken Plexi Glass. I heard murmurs and deep voices down the hall, so I wearily crept into the kitchen, the source of the faint commotion. In the kitchen were two masked men, all in black, and from what I could hear with my exceptionally large ears, Toriel, Asgore, and Frisk were hiding in the cupboards under the eye height mid kitchen island, guarded by stainless steal bar style stools.
I crept past them when one left for the other room, and made eye contact with Asgore through the crack in the cupboard. Toriel made it essential that we all knew sign language in an occasion where we were either speaking to those who were hard to hear or in a situation where speaking was not an option, and I signed out to Asgore my plan.
(in hands)"Asgore, One left for the mud room, I am going to attempt to smother the one in the Living Room, when he is down, or if I am down, get to whoever is left. Got it?"
(in hands)"Okay Son, I will let you go first, they took us by surprise, and spotted us heading to the kitchen. They have Toriel's Tiara and Frisk's Locket. They took nothing of ours, seeing we don't wear valuables. But be careful, and use magic only if necessary."
I crept over to the man in the living room and grabbed a pillow, before jumping onto his back and holding the pillow against his face. As expected, he made an effort to throw me off, but his efforts came to no fruition. However, he succeeded in throwing me against a sculpture hanging from the wall, and I felt a deep scrape open across my back. I cried out and fell off the man, who fainted from the loss of oxygen, not completely asphyxiated, and the other man rushed in, wielding a crowbar.
"Little bastard, I'll show you what cattle like you deserve. To be put down." He said as he aimed for my head. He brought it down, but such a rage from his words was instilled in me, that I felt a significant growth. I felt pure Determination flow through me, and I blocked his crowbar with my horns. I twisted the crowbar from his hands with my horns, and felt a stinging sensation in my whole body. I slowly stood, now at an equal height to the intruder, with black eyes, in which was contained my ivory pupils, and I rammed him into the wall, I felt my horns pierce through flesh and drywall as he exclaimed in pain as he hit the wall, and all I could do in my blind rage was press him deeper into the wall, before retracting my horns and piercing him again. I repeated this process several times, and it wasn't until I saw his blood drip down my horns, and hear the other awaken, that I turned my attention from him to the other. He saw the condition I was in, and bashed through the backdoor window, climbing over the fence and completely disregarding his mortally wounded partner-in-crime.
"Serves him God Damned right for messing with my family."
"uh, az? Look at yourself!"
"Oryx is right, Asriel, you've gone Hyperdeath..."
"What? No! This can't be! I can't go Hyperdeath!"
"Check the mirror pal."
I turn to the stainless steel fridge, and see my reflection in it. No matter how blurry it was, the back splotches and height gave it away. I was Hyperdeath.
"No… No no no no NO NO NO NO! NOBODY CAN SEE ME LIKE THIS OR ELSE~"
"Or else what… Dreemurr..." Toriel said with a menacing tone. The exclusive last name usage meant I was in for a serious beating sooner or later. The last time this happened was when I almost poisoned Dad with Chara.
"Else… you'll remember,,, Me, Attacking Frisk, stealing your souls. Mom, it wasn't Frisk who released the Barrier, I did…"
"I am now aware of this thanks to your transformation, but that is in the past. The current issue is that YOU SPILLED THE GUTS OF AN INTRUDER IN THE LIVING ROOM!"
"BETTER HIS GUTS THAN OURS! WHAT DO YOU THINK HE WAS GONNA DO IF HE FOUND YOU ALL?!"
"CERTAINLY NOT GORE US TO DEATH, THE WORST A CROWBAR CAN DO IS DENT YOUR THICK SKULL!"
"I DIDN'T MEAN TO BECOME HYPERDEATH MOM IT JUST HAPPENED! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW I COULD STILL DO THIS!"
"NONETHELESS, YOU COULD'VE DEALT WITH THAT BETTER!"
"WHY ARE WE STILL SHOUTING?"
"I DON'T KNOW!"
I sigh and sit down on the couch, holding my head in my hands. I know that to kill in self defense wasn't murder, but it felt horrible… I couldn't stand to look in the general direction of the body, instead, I dialed the police and requested assistance. It took 15 minutes for the police to get here, and Toriel's efforts with healing magic did nothing. The man had died. I sullenly walked into the bathroom, and scrubbed the blood off my horns, it was difficult, seeing they had grown from 4 inches to around a foot long, curling almost into a circle. Asgore walked up behind me, minding my horns and height, and put his now (what seemed to me) normal sized hand on my shoulder. He took my hand down from my horn and put it at my side.
"I know what this feels like, even worse… I did it 6 times… To kill is not something you forget, and the regret from it lasts a lifetime. If you need anything, I'm here…" He said to me. He was right, and it almost made my guilt feel hypocritical.
"How am I supposed to look anyone in the eyes anymore… I understand that it is justified to kill in self defense or in defense of your home… But I feel like I can't be around anyone anymore..."I said dismally, moving his hand off of my shoulder. I walked to Frisk and I's room, packed a few pairs of clothes, and some money I got from work at Grillby's.
"Don't expect to see me soon. I have a trip to take." I said before climbing out the window. I knew exactly where to go. Asgore looked out to me from the window with a sad face.
"I'll be here, along with your family. Asriel. Please be safe." he said before turning back into the house.
"How am I going to explain this to Tori." I heard him grumble. I wasted no time in dashing to downtown, forgoing my bicycle. I got to a bus stop, and sitting on the bench was Sans.
"Heya kiddo, I like the new look. Tell me that it isn't due to a certain dream I had..." he said, his pupils gone. I shuddered and sighed.
"Two armed men broke in, I was over MK's house, and 4 hours late to the scene, apparently they gave the family a good chase, when I got there they were hiding. I had become this on accident and mauled an intruder, the other escaped." I said, not wanting to disclose my destination to him yet.
"Lemme guess. You're heading to that pastor who lives 200 miles away so you can grow strong again? Whatever kiddo, just stay safe and don't hurt anyone." Sans said lethargically as the bus pulled into the stop. A man opened the door and I stepped in. I paid the fee and looked back to sans as the door closed.
"Take care of them for me Sans." I said dryly, he shook his head, and that was all I got before getting fully in the bus.
Sans sighed and looked to the bus.
"Better that than what I had..." He said gravely.
/San's dream/
"My child, what are you doing?!"
"Who is your child? This isn't him anymore. I am Oryx, and this is the last person you will ever see..."
"Son NO!"
/3 hours later/
It took a while, but I was almost there. The bus pushed past the state line, and I stepped off at the nearest stop. 15 minutes of walking and I appeared before Pastor Don's church. I stepped in, and it being Sunday, service was going on. I stayed back at the empty pews near the front door, not wanting to disrupt the small congregation. Pastor Don had a microphone, and was preaching on a book in the New Testament.
"God gave us the Ten Commandments in the Old Testament, but Jesus summarized them into two. 'Thou shalt love your God with all your heart, soul, mind, spirit, and strength; thou shalt also love thy neighbor as thyself," was all I could hear before slumping over in the pews. I woke up after service, when a congregation member nudged me awake. An elderly woman dressed in purple, wearing gloves and an exceptionally large hat, hiding her face from me, helped me up and pointed to the pulpit.
"Don wishes to speak to you Asriel." she said in a soft but sophisticated tone. I mumbled and got up.
"H-how do you know my name?" I asked quizzically. She giggled uncharacteristically for her appearance and lifted her hat up a tad, her pupils were red, and she gave me a look only one other person could.
"I know a lot of things about you. See you around, Brother." She said before vanishing in thin air, leaving nothing but the feather from her hat. I put it in my pocket and wearily went up to the pulpit, where Don was preparing to clean the Chapel.
"Ah! Hello Asriel! I had seen you walk in, However, it took me a minute to realize who you were! You've grown plenty in the last 6 months!" He said excitedly. I shook his outstretched hand and looked down.
"Well, this isn't what I normally look like, it's a form I take on when I am in the possession of the equivalent power of 7 human souls. However I don't have any besides my own currently, and still I am In this form. Someone broke into my house, and I had mauled them with my horns, the sight wasn't pretty. They angered me to the point where I became this. And I figured you would know how to help me remove this guilt..." I said, venting out to him. He took this all into consideration, and motioned for me to open the Bible on the front pew. It was bookmarked to a passage about rest. Rest. Of all things, why Rest? I posed that question to him, and he closed his eyes, putting his hands up, and the building was filled with a peaceful quiet.
"God forgives our sins if we ask for repentance, but in your case you aren't at fault, it is Biblical to defend even to the death. If you still have guilt however, focus on the Lord and he will help you through. He doesn't put you in situations you can't handle, you always have the power to overcome adversity, whether physical, mental, or spiritual, in Him." He said, just loud enough for a faint echo to fill the room. I closed my eyes and knelt down, one fist on the ground and another on my knee. I allowed the silence to penetrate my body, and the warm natural light to calm my senses, the smell of the early morning flowers blooming in this time of spring flew to my nose, and it further relaxed me. I felt my body change, and grow smaller, when I opened my eyes, I had been restored to my normal form. I felt neither sadness or guilt from what I did, rather I gained a reverence for the lesson learned in this expedition and the catalyst for it.
"It seems that you are feeling better, I assume?" Don said. I got up and looked to him before nodding. He smiled and patted me on the back.
"Y-yeah… I swear i'll never get used to that transition. Do you mind if I stay the day in town? I live like 200 miles away, so I'd like to either leave tomorrow or the day after granted the townspeople don't still want my hide." I said causally. Don sighed.
"Most of the townspeople are fine now, but a good portion are part of the Gun Club, who still want's you. Steer clear of the bar, the Dick's Sporting Goods, the Herring Run, and the Instigator Tavern, and you should be fine." He said warmly. I thanked him and asked him one more question.
"May I stay here for the night?" I asked, he smiled and bowed.
"My abode is always open to royalty." he jested. I laughed and hugged him before running out of the Chapel. Don stopped me and asked me something.
"Have you seen the lady in Purple with the Hat?" He asked. I shrugged and dashed back and gave him the feather.
"Dissipated into thin air before me."
"Ah, an angel?"
"No, a demon. Wolf in sheep's clothing. Don't make the mistake I did and let her in."
"noted."
"I'll be back around 9PM." I stated before walking out of the Chapel. I headed into town, and started toward my first destination. The bell dinged on the door, and instantly the smell of cheap coffee and brand name snack foods hit my nose.
"Welcome To Seven Eleven." I heard Xander say, he was facing the lottery tickets, organizing them.
"Howdy" I said, hoping it would jog his memory. He froze and turned around. His face lit up and he hopped over the counter.
"Hey Asriel! It's been a long time, last time I saw you my kid was on my shoulders at the convention. How are things?" he said. I smiled and leaned on the counter.
"Life's Life, can't hope for anything better." I said casually.
"Ah, but you can strive for better, try your best and you will always succeed!" he said. I smiled and scoffed.
"then why did it take 3,000 time loops for me to realize I should've gone with my family?" I said questioningly.
"Kid I don't know what the hell you're talking about, but if you're stubborn, just loosen up and remain calm, you'll get you're head screwed on tight in no time." he stated. I smiled and continued.
"How's your kid? Is he doing well?" I asked.
"Nah, he's got the Flu, and the best this small town's got is a pharmacy, closest hospital's a 20 minute drive from the outskirts of town. 'Lotta gun club members are always bursting into the pharmacy expecting the person there to be a top notch surgeon. In all honesty, that dumbass organization is nothing but a couple dozen prideful nutsacks with lead and gunpowder wantin' to be the next human monster KKK. It's amusing to see they're daily routine, but ya' don't even want to try getting into a fight with em'." Xander stated. I nodded and searched through the aisles for a St. Pellegrino Orange Seltzer and a bag of Bugles before bringing them to the counter.
"I'll steer clear then. What do I owe you?" I asked as I pulled out my wallet.
"For you my friend, it's on the house." He said getting behind the counter.
"want a scratcher? I know you're underage but these things never do any good 'cept for getting your hopes up." he said handing me a few scratch tickets. I took them and scratched the surfaces with a quarter. I got nothing special except for winning what it would cost to buy the tickets. Around $5.
"Yeah these things aren't good for much. I guess it's just another way for the State to have a grab at your wallet." I said. He nodded and took the useless one and tossed them into the rubbish bin.
"You got that right. Well I hope you have a good day, still around 6 hours of sunshine out, you should check out the Bowling Alley, today's a special night, 2 games for the price of one, and if you get above 300 you get an order of pretzel sticks and a 20 ounce cola free." He said. I nodded and began walking out.
"I'll go check it out now then!" I said happily with my items in hand.
"Hey before you go Asriel, how long are you in town?" Xander asked with his foot in the door.
"Tomorrow afternoon if I don't get in trouble."
"Sounds fair, I might come join you at the Alley after work if you're still there."
"Alright, I'll hang until 7 then we can catch up with a couple games."
"See you there!"
"Likewise!"
/4 hours later, 6PM, AlleyCat Lanes./
"What in the hell is that thing?"
"Don't you see? That's the club's ticket to bein' recognized as a threat!"
"What is it though?"
"It's that fuckin' goat prince that slipped our grasp six months ago."
"Didn't we see two others?"
"Those were his parent's, if we hold this one hostage the other two are sure to follow."
"Wait for em' to hit the restroom, we'll knock em' there."
"Gotcha."
I didn't hear this conversation, as I was busy sucking down my drink 5 lanes over, but I did have the feeling something was wrong. I finished my drink and finished my game up, my score being just under what was necessary to win a free snack. I didn't mind though, this gave me time to practice for when Dad next takes me out to go Bowling, he always won. Alas, nature called and I walked into the men's restroom. I was quickly assaulted, and I had awoken with my hands bound and a bag over my head.
"Is this really necessary?" I mumbled under the sackcloth. Indistinct conversations stopped, and I heard footsteps come towards me.
"Well the rodent is awake, that's for sure." One man said, which elicited the hard laughter of the others around, I counted 9 voices, excluding the one that insulted me. A resounding thud echoed in the room as what felt like a metal baseball bat slammed into my stomach. Another round of laughter ensued. I cried out in pain, then tried to not bawl my eyes out, my diaphragm would hate me if I did.
"S-Strike..." I said, referencing his failure to deter me.
Thud
"Strike t-two..."
thud.. twang! That one hit my horns, and I felt the baseball bat dent around them. I had had enough. I let my anger boil over and I heard murmurs and whispers as I transformed.
"Don't do it!"
"Show these bastards who's the boss..."
"Strike three… You're OUT!" I blasted the twist ties off of my hands as the chaos sabres I summoned materialized in my hands, and I sliced in the air around me. I hear men shouting and guns being loaded, so I wasted no time in pulling off the sackcloth from my head. 9 men with an arrangement of rifles and shotguns were ready to fire at me, so I decided to fight fire with fire. Slowly a Chaos Buster materialized over my shoulder, and I floated up into the air. They fired at me, but I shot at them, and beams of Determination and small projectiles decimated the rounds and took out 2 of them.
"Normally I'm a pacifist, but I'm not gonna be treated like scum. I don't care if you all die right here and now, I won't let you hurt me or anyone else with your dumb ass antics and ridiculous grab for power." I said as I unloaded my weapon completely, all that remained when my fit of powerful anger was over was several piles of dust, Determination sizzling through the remains.
"That solves that." I said with a scoff as I sauntered out of the building. I focused on the sounds of the town bustling by, and the aroma of sweet foods coming from the stores and vendors. And once more I was me. I felt bad for them, but I wouldn't allow them to continue. I wouldn't chase down the rest of the club though, that would be wrong. For now I was satisfied with my small victory and I returned to the Alley to tell Xander I was heading home. He ran to me from the Alley with a face of concern.
"Where were you?" He asked, concern in his eyes.
"Being bound and gagged by gun toting assholes. How about you?" I said casually. Hyperdeath seemed to make things less climactic or interesting, it seemed like I would always win with it.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worry causing lines in his forehead.
"I'm fine, I kinda, umm, decimated them with magic..." I said in a low voice.
"However, I need rest, I'm kinda tuckered out, and my bus is at 7AM tomorrow, I don't want to encounter any more trouble here, so I'll be leaving early." I said with a somewhat sad expression.
"Well, come around soon! There's always a drink and snack with your name on it at the shop!" He said with a smile. I handed him a $20 bill and folded his hand around it.
"If I can't have fun with you, I should be the reason why you're having fun." I said thoughtfully before dashing across town. It was around 8:30PM when I returned to the Church, I figured I was bound for around an hour, and my ordeal plus the time it took to run across town figured to around 2 ½ hours. I opened the church door and Don was playing "Awesome God" on the organ. At length he finishes the song, turns back to see me looking over his shoulder.
"Hello Asriel, did you enjoy your outing?" He asked innocently. I scoffed and leaned against the pulpit.
"Yeah, until I was bound and gagged by the human vs. monster KKK a.k.a The Gun Club. I took care of them though… 9 of them that is." I said casually. He sighed and looked down to the organ.
"They never learn, they never will either. I pray that God guide them to redemption." he said gravely. I sighed and sat down next to him in front of the organ.
"Do you know Heart and Soul?" I asked, he looked up to me and smiled.
"Know it? It was the first song I learned!" He said excitedly.
"Would you like to play it with me?" I asked as I cracked my knuckles in preparation to play. He nodded and started the duet off. We played for around 5 minutes, before the song ended, and we both got up.
"It's been a long time since I have played a duet with someone, thank you Asriel. I assume you will be gone before I wake up, so I guess this is farewell until our next meeting?" He said, a sense or nostalgia in his voice.
"Yes. But don't consider it a goodbye, consider it a 'be right back', after all, for humans, life is short." I said happily.
"Ah, that is where you are wrong Asriel. Whether I die today or tomorrow, or 30 years from now, doesn't matter, I have a spot in Heaven waiting for me, that I would gladly give to you, or at least if that were possible, but all can be Saved through God. Goodnight Asriel." Don said, I smiled and went to the house, where I packed my things, set my alarm, and went to bed.
/6:45AM, Monday, 20XX/
I woke to the sound of my alarm, and quickly got dressed. I had since left my phone off, but I needed it for this morning. I unlocked it and there was 4 voicemails from Toriel, an audio message from Asgore, and 3 texts from Frisk. I left them alone and got ready to go.
I was out at the bus stop when it came, and I got on, paying my fee, then plugging in some headphones for the long trip. For some reason, a new folder was up on my screen, "Real Music for Today's Generation" an album of EDM hymns. I snickered and looked back to the shrinking Church.
"Don you are a good man." I said to myself.
Over the next three hours my new playlist hadn't even cycled, he loaded my phone up with hundreds of songs! It was amusing, and some of them weren't that bad. And by some I mean a good deal, this man certainly had a good taste in EDM, maybe it was the genre, or just the artist, but it was quite good music to me. I got off at my stop, the same one Sans talked with me at, and I began my walk home.
I looked at my house, and began a dash, because there I saw my entire family gathered, Which in this case included Undyne, Alphys, Mettaton, Sans, and Papyrus. When I got home I greeted Asgore with a hug, likewise with Toriel. To Frisk I gave a special sort of hug, not necessarily one you would share with family, but one with a deeper meaning, a deeper context. It wasn't an external difference, but it was what was conveyed through our souls that changed the nature of it. This hug felt, warm, welcoming, Like, the crimson color of a rose, or a soul…
Incoming: Part 2, "Crimson and Gold"