Watching the sun pass the opening up above, you felt a strange stillness around you. You felt...cold. Not the cold that would come from the snow in Snowdin nor was it that eerie feeling from having Chara shadowing themselves over you. But more of a feeling that left you hallow. Your skin felt stretched and unused. You placed your hand over your chest even though you weren't the owner of your soul, you could still feel your own heart beating against your chest.

Your eyes flew wide open when your hand rested over your heart. Sensing something soft and cushiony made your mind reel. Sitting upright, your body lend forward with a small sense of weight stretching against the skin on your chest. Looking down towards your hand, you noticed that they looked longer. Your hand flew straight towards your mouth as you started to shake in fear. For you where no longer where a small child.

How long...how long was I gone!

You looked at your shaking hands, staring at the groves that marked them. Your finger traced over one of the marks. Following it as it spread throughout your palm.

Four...four years... I have been away for four years?

{Maybe...}

"Chara?!" You turned around, but found that there was no one around you. Getting used to your new body, you leaned against the wall of the Ruins as you made your way through. Whispers followed you, but no one approached you.

Flowey...Toriel? Where...where are they?

You continued to make your way while the monsters you did encounter only gave you a passing glance before walking away. Some said hello as you passed them others merely ignored you. None of them did anything more.

"Howdy..."

His voice startled you that you almost fell as you turned around to where his voice came from. Flowey stood there, with his head titled sideways. He looked at you closely, his gaze burying through you. "You're not Chara...are you?" Your voice felt weak and unused that you went back to signing.

"No..."

"Thought so, Chara could never look that pathetic." You stepped away from the wall as Flowey continued to study you. "Who are you?"

"Frisk."

"Frisk huh, well that's a stupid name. Why are you here?"

"I want to...help." Flowey's eyes continued to gaze deep into you. Feeling exposed, you brought your hand close to your heart. His eyes widen for a bit before smiling.

"You're nothing like me, even though..." You took a step back as he let out a small laugh. "You don't have a soul." Flowey went down into the ground, his laughter echoing around you. Gaining your composure, you went on your way.

Your feet stood infront of a pile of red leaves, leaves that floated down the large barren black tree. Looking ahead, you saw the small house, a house that used to fill you with determinaton. After hovering your hand over the small yellow star, you let yourself knock onto the door.

"Oh my, a visitor?" The door opened slowly, "oh...a human child. How did..."

Mom!

Toriel shook her head before giving you a warm smile. "Never mind, come right in." Your eyes stung as you tried not to cry at the sight of her. Holding back from hugging her, you smiled gently.

"Thank you and sorry for intruding, but I just fell down from the surface and I was wondering if you would be so kind as to let me rest for a bit."

"Do not worry, I will always welcome those who visit. I just finished baking a pie, but unfortunately for me, it is far too large for me to finish." Toriel placed her paw softlyover your head. "Wouldn't you mind helping me finishing it?" You smiled warmly at her, nodding your head.

For the first time, you let yourself relax. Never have you just sat down and happily ate together with Toriel. Nor did you ever let yourself stay more than a day, not concerned with leaving. Which you did for more than a week. Soon it became a routine, where you would awake to the sound of her humming as she made breakfast. The warm afternoons where you would sit by her feet as she combed your hair, listening to her voice as she taught. To the late evenings, where she would read you to sleep. Just wanting to be in her warmth and kindness she gave you. But everytime she kissed your forehead goodnight and left you all alone, did you find yourself not able to fall asleep again. For your sins wouldn't let you.

Your silent cries would weigh over your eyelids, the heaviness becoming the only way you could find yourself sleeping for an hour or two. Every morning, you would see Toriel hiding her concern for you. You knew she wanted to ask as your sleepless nights became more evident from the darkening circles under your eyes. But you would always change the subject.

Even though you looked older than what you felt, Toriel never treated you any diffrent from the first time you had meet her. If any, she babied you a little too much. But then, you could guess on why she did so. For she had seen so many children, both monster and human alike, leave her home to never come back. You would like to say that her constant care for you wouldn't bother you, but you knew that wasn't what you felt. In fact it only made you hate yourself even more, seeing how you had watched someone who loved you as her own child die countless times by your own two hands.

One warm night, you found yourself kicking away your sheets. The warmth becoming to uncomfortable for your liking. Wanting to be near something that was cold, your mind wondered off towards Snowdin. As you thought this, the image of a dusty scarf and a red stained jacket filled your mind.

I won't go...but maybe just being near it I can cool off.

{DoUbt iT~}

Ignoring the voice that would sometimes plague you, you walked down to the basement. Reaching the bottom, you soon heard a voice. Walking closer, the voice grew clearer.

"Why do you despise humans?" Toriel's voice stopped you from walking any closer. Whoever she was talking to, you couldn't hear them. "Do you resent them from keeping us trap down here...or is it something else." As hard as you tried to hear the other person, you couldn't. "Ha ha, no I won't unlock this door just so I can find out. Hmm...? Oh, do not worry, I won't burden you with my request again. It was selfish of me to ask...no, no its not your fault...yes, it is nice to hear you too." Not wanting to pry, you went back upstairs.

As you layed ontop of your bed covers, your arm draped over your eyes. Toriel's voice as she said of being trapped was filled with such sadness and longing. Stretching your arm infront of you, you let your fingers stretch out wide as a thought occurred to you.

What can I do?

{FrEe tHeM}

You closed your hand to a fist as you drew your arm back. You curled yourself into a tight ball, not wanting to hear Chara's voice.

{DoN't wOrRy, I wOn'T stOp yOu. I alReAdy haVe wHat I waNt. FRee tHem iF yoU wiSh tO sEe theM hapPy.}

You peeked out of your curled up state. The idea of going back to how that first timeline was, to that happiness you so longed for, filled you with determinaton. Getting up from the bed, you rushed to find a piece of paper to leave a note for Toriel. Writing how much you appreciated all the warmth she gave you. For the motherly love that you never had. That you would find a way to repay her. Folding the note neatly on your pillow, you grabbed your reinforced stick and stood near your door. You waited until Toriel finally left the basement and retreated to her room. After a few minutes, you quietly opened your door and made your way down. Running as fast as you could, you could hear your heart thumping loud against your ear in anticipation.

The rest of the underground was waiting for you. You who finally have control of your own body, your own actions...your own desires was finally going fix what you had once broke. You smiled wide as you placed your hand ontop of the sealed door. You felt the cold wind blowing through the crack, smelling the fresh snow and pine trees that stood not but a few feet away. You closed your eyes and rested your forhead against the door, your nerves getting the better of you.

"What are you waiting for." Flowey's voice surprised you. Turning around you found him behind you again. "Is it because I said you don't have a soul?" You clenched your fist over your heart. "Well, it's not like you don't have one. For you see you wouldn't be able to stand right where you are if you didn't have one. I'm an exception. But what is truly wrong with you, is that your soul isn't yours...we'll not anymore, is it?"

'How can you tell?'

"The perks of dying I suppose. So, what are you doing."

'As I said before, I want to help. I want to save them.'

"Idiot. But I'll give you the benefit of the doubt."

'Your not going to tell me that down here its kill or be killed?' Flowey tilted his head as a small grin appeared across his face.

"Now, how would you know that." You took a step back, hitting the door behind you. "And no, I won't. I have a feeling you already know that. Seeing how you want to leave the Ruins, all I'm going to say is...good luck," his face twisted into his sinister grin, "cause, your gonna need it." Disappearing into the ground, you turned around and left the Ruins.

The blast of cold air, the sound of snow underneath your shoes, almost made you want to laugh out in glee. All those happy, unforgettable moments that you'll never forget, started through this forest. Moments, you were determined to get back.

Walking through the snow, you felt a small sense that someone was following you. You knew you had no reason to be afraid, but you stopped before the bridge could come into full view. For there was a hooded figure standing infront of it. Their hands inside their pockets and all you could make out was the smile that was platered upon their face. As the air around you grew colder, you took the attempt to take a step forward. But as soon as you did, their left eye glew bright blue. In one swift movement they raised their hand and tried to pull out your soul. Blue magic burned, against your chest as it tried to pull the soul that you no longer had. The magic increased, causing you to scream. The pain of somone slowly digging through flesh crushing through bones, spread across your chest. Still with no success, the magic increased. The pain was so great that you could no longer scream. Choking for air, you could hear your sternum crack under the pressure.

With one final pull, you collapsed onto the ground face down. Slowly opening your eyes you soon heard the sound of footsteps walking across the snow. With shaky arms you lifted yourself from the ground. The coldness of the snow did little to nothing to ease the burning ach upon your chest. Floating infront of you was your soul, your bright red soul. Except that it had a black ring surrounding it.

"heh, stubborn right down to your soul, huh?"

'Sa-' with your hand up in mid word, your mouth filled up with blood. Gagging to breath in some air, you looked down to the pool of blood that grew underneath you. The freezing sense of death spread through out your body as it went down to your blood. You brought your shaking hands towards the bone that had pierced between your breast. Sensing every skin and bone break that surrounded thw bone as it continued to dig through. The blue magic was filled with rage only adding to the pain. The hooded figure grew closer as to whisper to your ear.

"get dunked on, you freak." His voice was low and menacing that chilled you down to the blood in your veins. In a rapid move he lifted his glowing hand, throwing you against the Ruin doors. At the sound of your spine shattering against the stone doors, your soul shattered. "and don't come back, if you know what's good for ya."