Chapter 4
Frisk opened his eyes, and saw things too weird to describe in full. The area was black, but filled and covered with colors. Monsters were everywhere but motionless. Ib was lying on the floor several feet away unconscious.
"You're finally awake." Chara complained. "Now, go check on the girl."
Frisk did as instructed and walked over to the unconscious child. Frisk rubbed Ib's shoulders in an attempt to wake the red and white clad kid.
"Hey Ib! Get up already," Chara shouted.
Ib didn't move.
Frisk turned her over to reveal a near petalless rose. It had a single petal as opposed to the original five.
"That can't be any good, Frisk, grab the rose, we need to find some water."
Frisk and Chara surveyed the surrounding area but found nothing.
A quiet sound caught their attention. It sounded like a voice.
"Lala la lala la…"
"What in the…"
Soon they found a door, next to it was a small fish bowl, a bowl with water in it.
Frisk, without needing to be told, placed the wilting red rose into the miniscule oasis. The flower seemingly sprung to life, four more petals sprouted from the bud fitting themselves next to the one remaining petal.
Frisk and Chara walked back to see Ib awake, but frantically searching the ground looking for her rose.
"Where is it where is it!?" Ib cried.
"Hey Kid," Chara said catching IB's attention.
Ib stood up and looked at her flower, being held by the voiceless child.
"We fixed your rose. Now let's find mary and kick her ass" Chara declared, Frisk handing her the rose.
The three children, once again fallen, marched on to the door Frisk and Chara found. A different sound had been resonating from the other side of the door.
"Du dudu du dudu…" Frisk opened the door and the sound got louder, just barely more understandable if only by a fraction
"Wlcm t m wld td s ptd wt sds..."
Soon they came across a room with two other doors. One of the doors was covered from top to bottom in what seemed like vines. The singing was completely gone as well. On a table in the corner there was a lighter.
"We should get rid of those vines." Ib said picking up the lighter. She lit the vines on fire and they instantly disintegrated. The door looked untouched despite the brief inferno that had just spawned.
"Before we go, what's in the other room?" Ib inquired.
"Oh~ no. nononono. We are NOT doing that." Chara protested.
"Why not?"
"Do you know what happens when you do things like go to unnecessary places?" Chara asked.
"Wha-"
"BAD things! Always bad!, last time we did things we didn't need like, (kill literally everyone) fight good people, we couldn't get our asses beaten any harder."
Ib was taken back by Chara's little speech. Since Ib was never in the underground she had no idea what Chara was talking about. Frisk was speechless as always.
"Well… maybe this'll be different." Ib suggested.
"It's not. It's going to be bad for sure. I can guarantee that."
"What's the worst that could happen?"
"Let's see, anything from a bunch of skeletons, spiders, fish, and goat monsters attack us trying to take our souls… or Mary comes out of nowhere and goes all 'me' on you and my partner here."
"'Me?'" Ib questioned.
"...it's a long story"
"..."
"..."
"...wanna talk about it?"
"No! I'm fine."
Frisk had somehow found a piece of paper and a crayon on the table and scribed unto the paper exactly what Chara didn't want to say. Specifically about the Genocide Run.
"Hey! You think you can do what you want Frisk!?" Chara shouted.
Chara, over the course of the 3 previous resets in the underground had "softened" as they put it, being more "Human" in a manner of speaking. They acted less demonic and seemed to feel emotion, being reluctant about killing others on their last run.
"Actually, where is Mary?" Ib asked, bringing silence to the air for a brief time.
"Probably outside of the toybox thing or whatever. Which is all the more reason not to go in that room."
"C'mon! I wanna go."
"Then go yourself!"
"No! It'll be too much for me."
"You're such a kid you know that?"
"I'm 11! What do you expect? And how old are you?"
"I'm 14! This shorty of a partner is… 12? Frisk, how old're you?"
Frisk stared blankly. They seemed confused.
"Of course you don't know,"
"I wanna go with you guys." Ib persisted.
"No! We are NOT going in there!"
Frisk sighed heavily, they turned their head and nodded at Ib. Ib, somehow after only maybe a few hours, had learned to understand Frisk's body language. A nod, in this situation, meant Frisk was giving the "OK".
"Frisk! No! You know something'll happen. Something HAS to happen."
"Chara… you shouldn't be so pessimistic." Ib commented.
"Shut it Ib! Can't you see I'm trying to keep you both alive?"
Frisk took both Ib's and Chara's hands and pulled them into the room. Ib put up zero resistance, Chara, being a spirit bound to Frisk, couldn't stay or leave if they tried. If they did try then the outcome would most likely be that they would be pulled by some unknown force against their will upon reaching a distance of 10 meters.
"Frisk! Stop! God dangit…" Chara let out giving up soon after.
In the room were a mass of crayons and drawings all over the left and right corners closest to them. In front of them was s single painting. The body of it looked like something broke a mirror and crept out of it, but what was still there were three green streaks and two yellow flower buds.
"That must be… Mary's painting?" Ib guessed.
"Looks like it, how would you know actually?"
"The yellow flowers"
They stepped about six meters closer, and then the singing had returned, fully coherent, and from the sound and clarity, it was right outside the door,
"...to my world that's painted in sadness… where there's no light of day…" the Door's handle could be heard turning
"Ib!?" Mary's head poking out from behind the door called out. In only a moment of time, the door had been blown off it's hinges, hurling and slamming into the rightmost wall (mary's right).
Chara had near nothing to say, only "I was right."
Mary was standing in the middle of what used to be a doorway.
"What are you doing here!?" the fabricated Female demanded.
"Mary! I-"
"Get… out…" Mary said trembling.
"Wait Mary please." I pleaded.
"GET OUT NOW!" Mary shouted. Practically on cue, the black room was covered in multiple red lines comparable to cracked glass, sourcing from Mary's position. Mary sprinted towards the three holding a knife in her left hand.
"Run!" Chara commanded. With few options, the three could only run towards the painting, ironically the place where they wanted to be the least.
"Shitshitshitshitshitshit!" Chara thought remembering just what a single simple knife could do.
It only took seconds for Mary to catch up with the three vulnerable former friends. Instead of continuing to run, Frisk stopped and turned to face their current enemy, as did Mary, holding a stance that looked like a combat expert.
The already black room changed slightly, everything not black became white, Frisk's SOUL glew red, Ib could only watch, unable to intervene.
"Frisk, I know I've said this many times, but this is the most serious time, get. Your. knife." Chara said, "Heart" racing at an alarming rate.
Frisk chose ACT and PLEA
"You… how dare you come here!" Mary shouted. The bullet box appeared around Frisk's SOUL, knife shaped projectiles rained down, rose up, and flew from both left and right. Frisk barely managing to dodge took 9 damage from a single knife,
"Frisk! FIGHT her!"
Frisk chose ITEM and GLAM BURGER restoring their health to full.
Another volley of knives engulfed Frisk, Frisk dodging slightly better and was able to take no damage.
Because of this, Frisk chose ACT and PLEA once more.
"If only you stayed back there!" Mary shouted.
Once more a hail of knives and PLEA rolled out.
"I could have left! I could finally leave this place!"
Slowly Frisk, Ib, even Chara could understand what Mary was talking about.
"...keep it up Frisk" Chara said surprising Frisk. "Just keep doing what you're doing"
Frisk didn't need to be told again, with a nod they pressed ACT and PLEA
"Why!? Why won't you let us leave!?"
"Me and Ib could go to the surface world!"
"I just want to leave!"
Over and over, Frisk did nothing but PLEA and over and over, Mary's true thoughts came out from frustration, until Mary couldn't continue her assault.
"I just… want to escape… this place." Mary said unable to keep a grip of her knife, tears dripping from her face. The room returned to "normal", Frisk and Ib came closer to mary,
"Father…" Mary muttered. "Why did you leave me here? Why did you deny me freedom?"
Ib placed her hand on Mary's shoulder.
"Leave me alone." Mary said.
"No, you've done enough of that don't you think?" Chara asked sarcastically.
"What would you people know? You all can experience real sunlight, real food, real life. I can't unless someone sacrifices themselves."
"Welcome to my world,"
"Huh?"
"Yeah, my partner and I are also from an underground world isolated from the surface, I don't even remember what the sun looks like, I've been told that food up on the surface sucks compared to the monster world. Monsters also want to get to the surface but to do that they needed seven human souls."
"You're lying…"
"Lying? Like hell would I lie about something like this, listen kid, if you wanna see the surface world, then first thing you have to do is CALM DOWN."
"Huh?"
"We didn't come here from the surface okay, I don't even know how, we're going to look for a way out, but my guess is that we may all be able to leave since we didn't come here technically"
Frisk held their hand out to the young child, yet another "Fallen" Child.
[frisk wants to be friends]
Mary made a small smile, and lunged into Frisk and Ib, not violently, but wrapped an arm around both of them. She was laughing happily.
However, their happy ending was cut short by some weird sound. It sounded like a magical attack, but also the sound of an energy build up and release. The ground shook.
"What's that!?" Ib asked frightened. The reformed group of kids ran out of the room, and saw something, someone familiar to two but not the other.
"hey,"