Warning: Child Abuse, Death and Revival
Prologue
At a rally nearby of Mount Ebott, standing before them all was a young human around the age of 5 before them, bending their head down before the leader, yelling off to the crowd. The human was of about 3'5 feet tall and wore a blue sweater with a magenta strip across with jean shorts and no shoes. The dark brown hair was covering their melancholy face, knowing they did something bad once more. The male leader before them was at least double their height and wore a long white robe, looking down at them before continuing to tell their punishment.
"Due to the fact that this is the third time Frisk has been sent before us due to talking of non-existing 'monsters,' they must be killed and removed from our humble town in order to cleanse our land from their impurities." The leader yelled out. The mother and children are led back to their homes while the men stepped forward with their preferred weapons, varying from knifes to baseball bats. Surrounding the trembling child, they started slashing and beating the child, promising a quick death, surrounding the area with red and skin. Within minutes, the child was killed.
The group of men, chanting the song of their people, dragged the body to the mountain, believing the weak sent there will continue to keep their land clean of the pathetic by nighttime, the men arrived at the hole of which the leader raised the child above the hole, dropping them while the men cheered for their leader as they danced around, pulling out the beer they brought and celebrated.
Frisk fell for what seemed like miles until the body landed on the patch of golden flowers. The body laid there silently, however, their soul came out, still being attached due to the blind red light of their determination, however, was close to breaking in half. Suddenly, white light appeared, seeming the be magic as it seeped into the already formed holes and cracks, removing the blinding red to more of a pink, before the soul returned to the body of the child. They remained in the flower patch till morning.
*Morning*
When morning came, the Frisk slowly woke up, sitting up reluctantly and looking around. They looked down at themselves, seeing themselves slightly more pale as their clothes and skin were torn part, revealing some bone, however, not having any pain. They got up, their curiosity perked due to not recognizing the place as they started walking down the hallway. When they walked into the next room, there was a single patch of grass. When they were about to walk past, a single golden flower popped up with a face popped out of the ground.
He looked up at them, taking a moment before starting to talk. "Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the Flower! You're new to the underground, aren'tcha?" said Flowey. Instead of responding, Frisk sat in front of the flower, awed that it was alive, trying to touch Flowey's petals. The flower pulled back viciously.
"I assume so, you do not touch my petals! Anyway, someone ought to teach you how things work around here. I guess little old me will have to do." Suddenly, he pulled out their soul, staring at it with the child as Frisk tried to reach for it.
"See that heart? That is your soul, the very culmination of your being! Your soul starts off weak, but it can gain strong if you gain a lot of LV. What's LV stand for? Why, LOVE of course! You want some love, don't you? Don't worry, I will share some with you! Down here, LOVE is shared through little white 'friendliness pellets.' Are you ready? Move around! Get as many as you can!"
Frisk did as he asked, running into them with a big smile, however, they suddenly fell to their hands and knees, covered in pain.
"You idiot," said Flowey, his smile turning into an evil grin," In this world, it's kill or be killed." Flowey started laughing manically as he surround Frisk with them, slowly going towards them as Frisk trembled, curling up into a ball. Suddenly, the pellets disappeared as the flower was shot away by a fire ball. A very tall white goat walked up to them.
"What a terrible creatures, torturing such a poor innocent youth, do not be afraid my child. I am Toriel, caretaker of the ruins." Toriel tried to walk over to them, suddenly noticing all the damage on just their back. "What is your name, my child?" she asked.
"F-Frisk." They said, finally talking, their voice high-pitched due to them being a child as they looked up at the woman, in awe once more.
"My child! What has happened to you!?" she asked, suddenly picking up the child easily. Frisk had no idea as they let themselves be carried off.
Toriel, which they real quickly started calling her mom, had taken them home as she tried to heal them and made them eat butterscotch-cinnamon pie, which was amazing to them as they starched the whole thing.
"My child," Toriel started, giving them a solemn look, "I tried to heal you to the best of my abilities, however, I am unable to fully heal your injuries as they have become a part of you due to magic." The mother brought them a mirror as they looked into the mirror, seeing a completely difference person. Half of their face was gone, showing their skull and a white light to replicate a pupil in their socket. Their hair changed from dark brown to white and looked better than before due to their mother fixing it easily. Their body was the same way, some parts skin while others were bone. They hugged their mother, thanking them for their best efforts.
"Do you mind if I see your soul?" Toriel asked, which Frisk nodded as Toriel pulled out their soul, revealing the pink, upside down soul. "You may be part monster now, my child." Frisk smiled large as they hugged their new mother once more, yawning from tiredness.
Toriel took them to a spare room, leading them to bed and tucking them in, kissing them goodnight as they immediately fell asleep. Toriel made another pie, leaving them a piece beside the bed and leaving them be for the night.
Author's Note: Sorry it is seems a little rushed. This is just the prologue, meaning I just wanted to get the basic story of what happened before the actual story starts. It was also a little awkward to write at first cause I not use to 3rd person, but I glad I at least attempted at it. I have no idea how often it will be uploaded or if I even want to keep uploading it. I do like the idea but maybe I need more practice, so once I get better, I might come back to rewrite. If you have any questions or tips, just let me know and I will try to read them. I hoped you enjoy and I hope to come back to this story.