Brightclaw237: Here is chapter three. This chapter focuses more on Shade and how she came to be with Frisk. I only own the angel-hounds and nothing else.


I stay outside for a little while longer, writing in my journal about what I've experienced. 'I've got to stay, for Frisk.' I sigh, tightly gripping the pencil in my right paw.

The monsters down here do not seem to want to fight, but they still challenge Frisk for some reason. The Froggits get flustered easily, while the small insect monsters Whimsun have very fragile emotions. It feels like the monsters were sealed away for no reason. There must be more to the legend of Mount Ebott than what the elders speak of. The most probable outcome of why a war was started between humans and monsters was the humans' fear of the unknown. Fearing the unknown can lead to panic and riots. Trying to destroy the unknown instead of facing it head on would lead to devastation of both groups. Yet did the monsters even try to fight back? Their magic so to speak must be derived from their emotions, just like an angel-hound as myself. Though my power is also boosted through the bond of my partner along with my emotions. Monsters are thought to be nothing but heartless beats in stories and fairytales. Those are nothing but lies fueled d by the fear that dwells within hearts that have no strength. In truth, the true monsters were the humans that sealed these poor creatures away. Innocent creatures that will never be able to see the light of day again. What does it take to free the monsters of the magic that binds them to the underground? Why do they attack Frisk and not me? What is it that Frisk have that I don't?

I put my pencil and journal away after I finish writing the last sentence. 'Shade, do you intend to trust the spirit that appeared earlier?' Jet asks me.

'I don't know, Jet. I may ask around about the ruins, and how to escape.' I sigh through our mental link.

'What if Frisk doesn't want to leave?' Jet asks.

'Knowing Frisk, she'll want to stay with Toriel. Her parents have been missing since Frisk turned one. That's why she was with her grandparents when I drove off that pack of wild dogs.' I sigh. 'Frisk really wants a mom, I can't take that away from her. Toriel would make Frisk happy.' I tell my vivosaur.

'Shade, you know what could happen if you don't release all that stored up power! You could end up hurting someone, you need to find a big open space for us to spar.' Jet growls at me.

I look down at my paws, knowing how dangerous my claws can be. That is the main reason why Jet stayed with me when I came to this world. I am constantly full of energy, but there is almost nobody that can match my strength without getting hurt too badly. Jet can take being hit with my attacks since he can regain his energy by retreating back into his medal form. Down here though, there may not be a place for me to spar with him. I could end up putting Frisk's life in danger, and that is the last thing I ever want to think about. I lie down on my back, looking up at the cavern above. "Life is full of problems, but I just have to remember that I am not alone. I will always have my friends no matter where I am." I smile, finally relaxing for the first time in a week. I feel several monsters lie down beside me, relaxing as well. The first is a Whimsun, who hesitates at first, but soon lies down on my tail. Two Froggits reluctantly hop over and lie down next to me as well. Soon most of the monsters that Frisk had encountered through the ruins show up, even the ghost that had blocked our way before. I twitch my tail to have Whimsun get off. I smile at the small audience before me. I climb up onto a rock and get my phone out. I load my music and play the song that I sing to Frisk as a lullaby.

"You would not believe your eyes

If ten million fireflies

Lit up the world as I fell asleep

'Cause they'd fill the open air

And leave tear drops everywhere

You'd think me rude

But I would just stand and stare

I'd like to make myself believe

That planet Earth turns slowly

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep

'Cause everything is never as it seems

'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs

From ten thousand lightning bugs

As they tried to teach me how to dance

A foxtrot above my head

A sock hop beneath my bed

The disco ball is just hanging by a thread

(Thread, thread...)

I'd like to make myself believe

That planet Earth turns slowly

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep

'Cause everything is never as it seems

(When I fall asleep)

Leave my door open just a crack

(Please take me away from here)

'Cause I feel like such an insomniac

(Please take me away from here)

Why do I tire of counting sheep?

(Please take me away from here)

When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

(Ha-ha)

To ten million fireflies

I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes

I got misty eyes as they said farewell

(Said farewell)

But I'll know where several are

If my dreams get real bizarre

'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar

(Jar, jar, jar...)

I'd like to make myself believe

That planet Earth turns slowly

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep

'Cause everything is never as it seems

(When I fall asleep)

I'd like to make myself believe

That planet Earth turns slowly

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep

Because my dreams are bursting at the seams"

I finish singing and blush in embarrassment as the monsters applaud me for my singing. Nabstablook looks happy for once, and slowly phases through the wall after mumbling a soft thank you. The monsters walk up to me and hand me a few gold coins. "Thank you for that performance, miss. We don't see much entertainment here in the ruins." Froggit says as it hops over to me.

"Yeah, we don't even get to watch MTT, the only entertainment in all the underground." Loox says.

"The only entertainment in all the underground. What do you guys do for fun around here?" I ask.

"We constantly wait for humans to fall down into the underground, so that the king can use their soul to free us all." Whimsun says, tears streaming down its face.

"Their soul?" I bark, the fur on my neck stands on end.

"Yeah, the king needs seven human souls to destroy the barrier. That human child is the last soul that is needed." Froggit croaks.

"So, Frisk would have to die for you all to be free." I sigh, now realizing why the legends tell of no one ever returning from the mountain.

"Yes, but Toriel is very protective of human children. That is why we all run away from her." Loox says.

"Well I am also protective of Frisk, but I don't plan on hurting anyone. So you can all relax." I bark.

"When did you start looking after the human child?" Froggit asks me.

I let out a sigh at the question. It was so many years ago, but it feels like it was just yesterday when I became part of Frisk's family.


About eleven years ago…

I roll around in the dirt to look as helpless as can be to try and beg for some food. After getting my clothes and fur all dirty, I get out my journal and begin to write in it.

It has been difficult surviving after coming to this world in search of a partner. It was hard to say goodbye to my family at such a young age. My mom said that I was the youngest angel-hound to ever set out to find their partner. Though I did mature faster as an angel-hound than a human. I am currently two years old at the moment, and have been searching for three months for a partner. As an angel-hound, I would need to find a partner that can handle my power. Some people think that angel-hounds just use their partners to become stronger, but that isn't true at all. For some angel-hounds with stronger powers, they need to find a partner to protect so that their power doesn't destroy them or the people around them. Usually the partner would have some sort of fate that endangers the lives of his or her family. That is one of the reasons why an angel-hound seeks that person out. For me, I have two different powers that can either bring peace or destroy everything. My claws possess both the power of light and I do find my partner, I will have to stay with them until I reach adulthood. If I were to be separated from my partner at anytime after forming a bond, the dark energy within my claws would slowly destroy my soul. I am the only angel-hound that has the power of both light and dark. Light energy is basically light matter without physical form, it gives an angel-hound the ability to sprout its wings. Most have a little bit of light energy, but I am one of the few to have a physical form of it. Due to this, the dark energy would slowly kill me without anything supporting my light energy. That support is the bond between an angel-hound and their partner. I could have become a wild-hound like my mom did when she had nowhere else to go, but I don't really like to fight. I wouldn't really be able to hurt others even if it would be self defense. I don't even use my claws that much, but I can at least drive off a few animals. I just want to become strong and have a bunch of friends, and do my best to protect them all. Now I have to try and get something to eat before I head back to my den, which isn't much but a small cave with a small tent and a few camping supplies. Sadly I ran out of supplies about a week ago.

I finish writing in my journal and put it in my backpack. I hold my head high to sniff the air. My fur stands on end when I scent the pack of wild dogs that prowl the alleyways. "What are they doing this deep in this area?! They shouldn't be anywhere near here!" I bark, my tail twitching in fear. I soon regain my courage as I think about the people that could be in danger from Junkyard and his pack. I have run into them several times since arriving in this world, and I just barely escape without any wounds after saving people from them. Thankfully my powers help me recover over a night, otherwise I would never be able to stop them. I begin to track Junkyard and his pack, and I pause as my stomach lets out a loud growl. I whine as I place my paws over my empty belly. I am going to be fighting on an empty stomach for once, and it won't end well for me. "I have to continue, Junkyard won't hesitate to hurt anyone if I don't show up!" I bark, picking up speed.

I soon see Junkyard and his two pack members, Lockjaw and Crusher. Junkyard is a Doberman that towers over me, a large scar over his snout where I left my mark with my claws. Lockjaw is a bulky Boxer, while Crusher is a Rottweiler with sharp teeth that can tear through flesh. Standing before them is an elderly couple that are trying to protect something inside a basket. I look closer at the basket and see that it a small child that is probably a year younger than me with short brown hair and soft blue eyes. Junkyard and his pack close in on the group, and I decide to take action. I leap over the three despite my small size. I snarl at Junkyard and his lackeys. "Well, if it isn't the little pipsqueak. What are you doing here, kid?" Junkyard barks in a mocking manner.

"Junkyard, leave the humans alone! They haven't done anything wrong to you!" I snarl, and the humans let out surprised gasps. In truth, rarely any humans have ever heard me speak. I really have a hard time converting my native human language into canine. So I risk other humans discovering my secret and powers. Yet I somehow always manage to escape before they have a chance to capture me.

"Oh, and why should we, pup? They have food while we have little to none." Lockjaw barks.

"Yeah, you are looking pretty thin yourself, pipsqueak." Crusher barks. "When was the last time you had anything to eat?" He asks.

I bite back a growl and refuse to answer. All of a sudden, my stomach growls loudly, betraying me in the end. Junkyard's lackeys laugh at my inability to conceal my hunger. "Shut it!" I snap, blushing under my fur in embarrassment and anger. The elderly humans have fled, but the young child fell out of the basket. Lockjaw and Crusher block her escape, but she is too young to even try. "Get away from her!" I snap, trying to get over to the child, but Junkyard blocks my way. "Oh come now, Shade. I think it's about time you join my pack and I." Junkyard barks, circling around me. "With you strange powers, you could become one of the most feared dogs in this city. Why don't you join my pack?" He barks, flashing a sharp fanged smile at me.

"Three reasons, you stupid mangy flea-bitten mutt!" I growl, and Junkyard snaps at me. I don't flinch at his attempt to scare me. "One, I am not a dog, I am an angel-hound. Two, I don't want to be feared at all. Three, I will keep the people of the city safe from you and your poor excuse for a pack." I bark.

"Why you little runt!" Junkyard snarls, leaping at me. I take this chance to jump onto his back and over to the small child.

I slightly wobble from hunger, my strength almost completely faded. "I have no choice but to chase you off with a roar." I growl, readying my stance.

"A roar, from a pipsqueak like you. Don't make us laugh, you will probably sound like a weak helpless kitten with how small you are." Junkyard smirks.

'I only have one chance.' I think as I take a deep breath. I feel something grab my back, and power soon courses through my body. I can feel my strength return as my claws glow within my paws. I part my jaws and let out a loud bellowing mix between a roar and a howl. My roar/howl is so powerful that a large whirlwind forms behind it, sending Junkyard and his pack flying into a wooden fence. I soon have to catch my breath as my strength begins to fade once more. "How…did…I do…that?" I pant, having trouble standing.

Junkyard stands up and looks at me in fear. "What the heck was that!" He snarls.

I narrow my eyes and bare my teeth at him. "Junkyard, stay away from the humans and other animals, or you will face something far worse than my bark!" I snarl, trying my hardest not to let myself look weak. Junkyard seems to get the lesson as he and his pack run off with their tails between their legs. "That oughta teach em'…" I bark, collapsing onto the ground. My vision is blurred, but I can see someone pick me up. I have finally been caught, I have no strength to try and escape. Everything around me because muffled as I begin to lose consciousness.

"She saved Frisk's life. We should keep her." A female voice says.

"Maybe it's the rumored wolf that is said to protect people. She doesn't seem like a normal animal at all." A male voice says.

"She looks very weak, she will need immediate medical attention back at our house." The female voice says.

"Okay, but I'll have to carry both her and Frisk. The girl doesn't seem to want to stay away from the poor thing." The male voice says. Soon I feel something cling me, and a bit of my strength returns. I weakly look up to see the face of the child. I then notice my claws glowing underneath my paws. I then realize that this small child is the partner that I have been searching for. I rest my eyes as I drift into slumber, allowing my claws to restore my energy as a bond forms between the child known as Frisk and myself.


"That is how I came to be with Frisk. We both saved each other's life in the end, and nobody got hurt too bad." I bark. "I never had to take anyone's life, and I don't ever plan to." I bark. "You all should know that there is never a good reason for taking the life of another. You would be filled with regret for the rest of your life, even if everyone else would be happy." I sigh, walking over to a spiderweb. I see a small purple spider, and hand it 7g. The spider hands me a small purple donut and thanks me for donating to its cause. I give the spider a bit more g just to help a bit more. I shake my head at the offer of another donut. "I feel better just giving you the money, no need for the treat. Go have fun and feel accomplished." I bark, heading back to the house. I see Toriel holding a sleeping Frisk. I let out a small chuckle at the sight. "She heard me singing, didn't she?" I bark, walking up the steps.

"Everyone did, and you were very talented. I have never seen the monsters so happy in such a long time." Toriel says. "Come now, I have a room prepared for you both." Toriel says as she carries Frisk back inside the house. I follow Toriel to a long hallway with several doors. She opens the first door and heads inside with Frisk. I step into the room and notice the scents of at least six other humans. The scents are very stale, probably ranging between weeks and months with all the different scents. There is also a faint scent of sadness in the air, and it's coming from Toriel. Toriel places Frisk in a twin sized bed, and covers the sleeping child with a warm blanket.


Brightclaw237: Thought it'd be nice to give a little backstory of how Frisk and Shade became best friends. Anyways, see you all in the next chapter.