Chapter Ten

Frisk had never seen something so stunning once they opened their brown eyes.

Their time in the underground had shown them so many sights and great places full of colour and wonder. The surface, the human world, could never compare to the things they had seen. There was the ancient ruins, a place full of purple stone and an overgrowth of vines. It had such a wise feel to it and it was unforgettable.

Then there was Snowdin. A little village in the underground that was covered in magical snow despite being in a cave. It was cold but so white and amazing that Frisk didn't mind the frost one bit. They had visited often, playing in the snow and talking to the friendly monsters who lived there.

Waterfall was full of shining rocks that sat on the ceiling like stars, the ground was black sand and the water glowed blue. Mushrooms and blue flowers were all around and everything looked like it was straight out a fairy tale. Frisk loved that room.

Hotland was hot. And full of magma. Frisk couldn't say they were too keen on that one since they always found themselves sticky and sweaty. But it was still amazing to see, they couldn't deny that.

"Wow…" Frisk whispered to themselves, going in a full circle to see that it was the same all around them. They seemed to be in a sea of water, standing on top with no sign of land anywhere. Clouds and the sun reflected on the surface.

But they didn't have as long as they wanted to look around. Movement came from somewhere not too far away from them. They looked to see someone there, sitting up and looking straight back at them. And then they screamed.

Frisk ran over while they tried to free themselves and they got a good look of the person before them. She looked as beautiful as the scenery. The pale skin, the gorgeous hair, the striking eyes, everything about her was enchanting.

She had a white dress on, that clung to her body and she had one white wing and one black wing. Frisk felt like they were looking at a majestic swan as she fought against the water.

But she fell and began to drown. Frisk managed to break through the surface and get a hand through, but they couldn't save her in time. The child wept for the stranger, until things abruptly changed. She disappeared and the world around them began to shrink.

Frisk fought to stay upright as everything shook, but fell down with a splash. The shaking formed a wave which swept over Frisk before they could even think or get back up. They shut their eyes until it was over, then woke up laying in a complete different place.

They were in a hall, with paintings and doors. They didn't really pay much attention to the paintings, they found them to be a little boring. Everything was wooden and old looking, the only sound was coming from a tall clock besides some drawers. There was a lamp in a corner, the only thing lighting up the hall and giving it a spooky glow. A large rug spread across the floor, it was red and made Frisk a little nervous. This was straight out a haunted house.

When the child opened the doors, they came to the exact same hall and dread filled their body. They stood in the hall with all the doors wide open, staring in shock and fear. what was this place!?

A crash sounded from somewhere, Frisk ran straight in that direction. It could have been something bad, and Frisk was scared of it in the back of their mind but their childish urge to find company over ruled every feeling. They couldn't stand to be alone, they needed someone. They needed an adult.

The child burst through the door and found the girl from before. She was no longer wearing a white dress and the wings were smaller in size. Now she wore rags, her legs were bare and scratched up. She was covered in dirt, splinters and she looked very different than the first time Frisk had seen her.

The clock was broken on the ground before her, glass everywhere and she looked down at it while huffing angrily. She briefly looked at Frisk, before turning and kicking a door open. The child quickly followed, desperate not to lose her in these halls. They got the feeling the halls went on forever and they were luckily they happened to wake so close to each other.

Frisk followed them for a while, as she walked through doors. It seemed she was in no mood to talk so Frisk waited until she calmed down. The girl only seemed to get worse though. Frisk could feel the frustration from here, until the girl spun round to the child.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME!?" She yelled, taking a step forward while Frisk jumped back in surprise "The hallucination is meant to be over! Leave me alone! GET OUT! BE FREE!"

There was a long pause, Frisk opened and closed their mouth like a fish until the girl growled. She stalked off again and Frisk stumbled after her. When they were in the next hall, Frisk found their courage again.

"I… I'm not a hallucination" Their voice was quiet and shaky, they continued anyway while the girl slowed turned to them again "My name is Frisk… I've… come to get you out of here"

The girl only scoffed before sinking down to the floor. She sat down, leaning against the wall and buried her head in her knees.

"False hope is a terrible thing. I won't fall into that trap" She muttered. Frisk cautiously approached without her noticing "You're not real. When I look up, I'll be alone again"

But when she did, Frisk was standing there in front of her all of a sudden. She startled before her expression hardened and she was about to yell again. Until they reached out and put a hand on skin.

Her skin was freezing cold, as if there was no blood there at all and the girl flinched immediately at the contact. She didn't speak, just stared with wide and shocked eyes.

"I need your help. No, we need your help" Frisk nodded, remembering everyone else and reminding themselves how worried they must be right now. They should get her out quickly. They might even be on a time limit "You're the only one that can save everyone, but I'm going to save you first"

Suddenly, Frisk was pulled into a crushing hug. The girl held her close in her arms and sobbed uncontrollably. They felt their heart breaking slightly. The editor must have been stuck in here for the longest time, she must have been so terribly lonely.

They sat together, Frisk was in her lap and rubbed her back in an attempt to comfort her. Frisk wasn't so good at looking after others and they were used to being the one to get looked after. But they tried their best for her and it seemed to be working.

"I-I'm sorry" She rasped, sounding croaky from crying so much "I haven't had any contact with real people before. It's just… so nice. I'm not even sure if you really are real or if my hallucinations have stepped up their game but I want to enjoy this" She held tighter, feeling pitiful and wheezing out a weak laugh at herself.

"It's okay. You're not alone anymore" Frisk whispered and began to silently weep for her. It was so unfair that she had been here, all alone with no one even though she had done nothing wrong.

"Thank you… Frisk, was it?" She asked, lifting her head off their shoulder to look the child over. Frisk nodded, staring into her deep purple eyes. She looked exhausted and sad for someone so pretty.

They stayed in each other arms for a little longer, unwilling to move. She cradled Frisk and held her as if she was grasping at life itself. She had no plans on letting go.

Thank you for reading! There you have it! Next chapter! More coming later ;3

Not quite so much cliff hanger this time either, I'm getting better haha

Enjooooooy! I love you and thank you for the support!

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Raven out~