Author's Note: Hey guys, this is my first fanfiction that I am taking seriously, seriously as in story, plot, and grammar. The first fanfiction that I ever wrote was back in the sixth grade where I didn't even know how to type. Now I am entering my Junior year of high school, so expect a slow pattern of updates. Please give constructive criticism as to how to improve the story's quality. Thanks!
Asriel's Aspirations
PROLOGUE:
Asriel shuffled his way towards a bed of yellow flowers. His legs buckled underneath him, an extreme numbness struck his legs and collapsed onto a bed of golden flowers. "H-Hah, so this is what dying feels like. A lot more peaceful than I thought it would be… B-but still, I-I don't want to go…"
"I don't want to let go."
With the strength that he could muster, Asriel bleated out, "P-please, if anyone is out there, please help… I don't want to leave…"
After a few seconds of silence Asriel let his head hit the ground. He felt the soft flowers underneath him and he remembered what the flowers represented. T-these were Chara's favorite, weren't they? Heh, how fitting, I'm about to die and I get to see the flowers that she wanted to see before she died... Asriel lied on the ground for what seemed like an eternity, a faint breeze blew through his white fur from a hole in the ceiling. As Asriel was almost about to lose consciousness, the sound of someone running came closer towards him.
tap-tap-tap-TAP-TAP-TAP-TAP
Asriel struggled to get his body to respond. But, he finally managed to break through the increasing numbness that was spreading through his body, and lifted his head to point towards the entrance to the Ruins. A dark figure quickly ran through the arch into the main chamber where Asriel was lying. As the sunlight from the hole in the ceiling hit the newcomer's face, Asriel recognized them. It was his best friend, Frisk.
"O-oh, hey Frisk, what are you doing here?"
Frisk couldn't handle the sight of Asriel laying in front of her, dying. She fell onto her knees next to Asriel and started to cry. At first only small trickles fell down her face, but soon, tears fell freely down her cheeks and onto the golden flowers.
"Hey, don't worry, don't cry. I'll be *chough* fine…" The numbness had started to spread upwards from his legs and into his chest. Asriel knew that he didn't have much time left, so he was going to spend the rest of it with his best friend.
"HOW!?" Frisk screamed, "HOW CAN YOU BE FINE? YOU'RE DYING!"
"I'll be fine, knowing that I'll never be forgotten by my best friend in the world…"
They both sat there for what seemed to be like an eternity before Frisk slowly began to speak.
"No…" Frisk said, "NO… There has to be a way that I can SAVE you. I've saved every monster in the Underground, but you. There has to be a way, THERE'S ALWAYS A WAY!"
*Frisk's DETERMINATION grew stronger.
"P-please Frisk, don't set yourself up for disappointment, sometimes, you just have to let things go…"
"WHY ARE YOU TALKING LIKE THAT? TALKING LIKE THERE'S NO HOPE? THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE!"
*Frisk's DETERMINATION had begun to create a field of pure determination around her.
"F-Frisk, what are you doing?"
"I'm…I'm…I'M SAVING YOU."
Asriel felt a sense of weightlessness take over his body. His chest felt like it was on fire, his entire body struggling to maintain form. He craned his neck in an attempt to look around and saw that he had started to float off the bed of flowers. A faint heart outline formed in front of his eyes.
"W-what is going o-"
*CRACK
Then the world became white.
