Two Worlds, Two Souls
Chapter 1: The Fall
Angel's Point of View:
Life was never easy. I discovered that very young in life.
I was one of the unlucky few. I struggled with working at a dead-end job, raising my younger sister on my own since four years prior, and struggling to stay away from the prying eyes of those that were after us.
It was dangerous for us no matter where we were. Both my sister and I were wanted for different reasons. We constantly had to hide from the public eye, my sister more so then myself. She was still a child, one of only twelve years old. I was the only one that was old enough to go around and escape without anyone glancing at me, wondering where her parents were.
Every day was a struggle to live. I worked at a small convenience store. Kept my head down to avoid notice by anyone, collet my paycheck and then go home. They didn't ask a lot of questions, the owners there. I was thankful for that, but I knew I wasn't getting paid as much as I should have been. For the kindness they showed me, I ignored that. I was just trying to keep myself and my sister safe.
It was the end of another shift for myself. I stretched my arms over my head while my face was hidden under the hood over my head. Its brown coloring had faded to a greyish brown. The fluffy internal coating had shed over time from the inner lining with the many years of wear. My faded blue jeans had seen better days as well as I wiped my hands on them after handling the disgusting cash register all day long.
"You done for the day, Kid?" I lifted my head to see the owner, a partly disabled old man, standing with cash in his hands. "Here's your pay for the week, make it last."
I took the cash gently from his fingers. Compared to most things in this grimy store of his, the cash was fresh and clean. They were likely freshly pressed in the previous couple weeks, and its first time out of an atm or bank. "Thank you, sir."
"Alright, now go on; see you in a couple days."
Never did I know then it would be a long time before I saw him again after that night.
"Sis!" I lifted my head from where it hung before my boss and saw my younger sister hanging in the doorway, waiting for me to join her in our walk home. Her short brown hair curled around her face, cropped in a choppy manner since I couldn't take her to a hair dresser. Her clothes were large on her, thrift shop clothes I grabbed from the end of the street. A simple blue shirt with a purple strip going across her chest was noticeable. It was such a big shirt that it nearly covered her blue shorts I'd just bought. Her shoes were noticeable though. A pair of black sneakers that were most certainly belonging to a boy at one point, but she didn't care. Her eyes were rich. Chocolate like in color, similar to my own. Yet, they were much brighter compared to my own who had grown up and seen the true terrors of this terrible world.
"Come on Sis!" She reached over and grabbed my wrist. Pulling me along behind her as I struggled to place the cash in my back pocket before I was pulled from my occupation. I barely was able to thank the older man before he had disappeared from sight, looking for his night employee one I was gone. "Can we get some dinner?"
"Sure, let's head up to the grocery store at the mountain's base." I let my sister lead the way, even as I was glancing around the streets. I watched for any movement that seemed out of the ordinary for this new town we lived in. It was a constant thing I did, I couldn't afford not to look over my shoulder and make sure my sister and I were safe.
We'd been through too much. I couldn't let him take us back…
"Here!" I was dragged inside the store quickly by my eager sister who desired food for her empty stomach. I felt much the same way, but the dread that constantly circled around me kept me away from feeling… for lack of a better term… normal.
"What would you like to have for dinner tonight, Frisky?" I questioned the smaller girl who reached my chest in height.
She pondered for a second before grinning back at me. "Spaghetti!"
"Okay." I chuckled at her behavior as she led me through the newly familiar store to us. I was dragged to the pasta section, then the sauce. We also had to have lots of cheese; Frisk wouldn't let me go without that.
"Angel?" I lifted my eyes to face my sister. She had stopped before a section of the store I knew she would stop at once more. Her eyes glazed over a small toy that I saw she wanted. For many times we'd been here, she'd wanted a simple toy of a ball to play with. Many times, I'd denied her due to money being tight. It always was, especially with us on the run. We needed the money I made in order to pay for food and clothes, and afford the small home we had over our heads.
"Sorry Frisky, we can't." I tried to push my sister past the object of her desire, but she wouldn't move, hovering close to the wall where it hung in the new package. I remember the game she wanted to play much like we had when we were children. She loved throwing a ball around between myself, our mother and her while our father watched from the side, normally cooking dinner. It was great memories we once had, before everything changed…
"But Angel…"
"No Frisk… we need food and clothes, we need to stay safe…"
"But Sis…"
Her eyes watered then and I almost broke then. As much as I wanted to give my sister what she desired, I couldn't give that to her. What we needed meant more than our memories.
"I'm sorry Frisk, but it's still no. We can't."
Frisk paused for a moment and I braced myself. It had been a long time since the two of us had come to a head of any sort. We'd been good these last few months since our last argument. I never liked it when we did. It always left such a sour taste in my mouth. I never asked to be her caretaker or take over the role of mother, but I didn't have much of a choice when things turned out as they did. Frisk was stubborn; much like our parents had been. It made it hard to work with her when she was set in her own ways, and I in my own.
The look on her face contorted to anger shortly after that. Her eyes almost looked black in color from the rage. I sucked in a breath then, preparing myself from the explosion that was coming my way and the preteen tantrum.
"Its just one stupid ball!" Frisk cried out at me. Her fists balled up at her sides while her cheeks began to take color in her frustration. "Its only a dollar! It's not going to make that much of a difference! You can spare one stupid dollar for a fuckin ball!"
"Frisk! Please, don't be like that." I tried to plead with my sister who had her heart set on the small toy. I tried to comfort her, reaching out to hold her, but she pulled away before we could even touch. "I realize it may not seem like much to you, but every dollar matters. Pasta is also only a dollar; some cans of sauce are too. I hate that we have to choose, but that's the way it is. I can't let you starve. I only get so much each week. This will just hold us over as well as pay Mrs. White for the room she's letting us use in her home."
"I don't understand!" My sister's complaints were getting louder by the moment and an employee I saw turned their head to face us. I flinched under their gaze and dread quickly filled me as I worried the authorities would be called.
It wasn't all that uncommon for runaways to make their way to the towns surrounding the imposing Mt. Ebbot. Very few dared to live in a place so close to the supposed mountain where people vanished if they ever dared to travel it.
"Frisk. I know this is hard, I hate it too. There are so many things I wished I could buy for us to do and have, but for now, until I can get more money, I can't do that." I kneeled down so that my sister could be more eye level with myself then looking up at me. "Where I work, I can just barely hold us over for now… There's so many things we have to worry about. Please, just listen to me. Let's get our dinner bought and we'll go home and we can talk about this some more, please?"
She went quiet then. That was the first thing that worried me.
Normally when things like this happened, if I was able to get through to her, she's let out a large sigh. Try to calm herself and she'd follow me out before things escalated any further. We'd go home, talk about our situation to make sure Frisk understood the severity of it and hiding away from the authorities or anyone who could separate us.
She didn't let out that sigh I was looking for. That was the second thing that scared me.
Frisk had hit an all-time low. I knew things were hard. It had been troubling for the last few weeks as we had relocated to our current town. It was one of the few places where the law was lax enough that we could move about unnoticed and handle living on our own… nearly.
The third thing that frightened me was when Frisk turned on her heels and ran out of the store.
"Frisk!" My basket dropped from my hands, food items discarded haphazardly. Some of them I heard break and quickly that same employee that had watched us earlier was running at us. At the same moment that my basket had hit the ground, I had dug my heels into the laminate floor and ran after my sister.
Frisk had bound out the door. She was twenty feet ahead of me when she took a sharp right out of the store. I dove after her and heard the employee chasing us, screaming at us to wait for the ruined product that I'd left behind. I refused to heed them as I let my feet carry after my sister, desperate not to lose her in the chase.
I saw my sister leap into the woods, and I, being so worried about her, chased after. I hurried after her barely visible body through the trees while the employee chasing after us seemed to skid to a stop. I could still hear them behind us, but I saw them at the edge of the woods, not taking another step. My breath seemed to escape me as I looked up ahead as the sun set over the mountain before us that my sister was running toward.
"Frisk! Stop!" My lungs burned from the lack of air as I struggled to keep up with the girl nearly eight years younger than myself. Her determination and her magic were the true things keeping her pushing at that rate, her emotions so strong that she was defying the laws of physics for a human.
She continued to ignore me as we scaled the mountain side. If we weren't running up the faded paths, we were climbing up huge chunks of rocks. One obstacle we ran into especially was a chain fence that Frisk climbed over in a heartbeat. I threw myself at the same barrier and hurried over it to keep my sister in my sights as she dangerously got closer to where the breaks in the mountain were.
Everyone knew how dangerous it was. You didn't go to Mt. Ebbot if you didn't have the intention of dying or disappearing for good.
I could only prey to the heavens that wasn't her true intention as I continued to scream after her.
"Frisk! Please stop! We're on Mt. Ebbot!" My pleas were on deaf ears as my sister continued to run, only finally stopping and looking around wildly when she had no place to run. "It's dangerous here! Please come back!"
Her head just turned around to see me break the trees and make it to the same dangerous section of the mountain she was on. Moss covered the area, while large boulders seemed to give way to space below. I could only assume there was a large fall behind her, one that made my heart ram even faster in place in my chest. I slowed my pace to a stop as to not startle her and make her step back from me anymore.
"I just wanna go back home!" she screamed back at me, tears falling at a rapid pace. "I want Mom and Dad! I want things to go back to how they were!"
"I know Frisky, I know…" I slowly approached, eager to get her back from the edge. "I miss them too, I know just how much it hurts."
"Why did they die?!" Her sobs came out broken and before I could stop her, she slid to the ground. She was screaming, she was crying, she was venting.
I could only sigh as she finally had stopped and listened to me. I was so thankful I'd caught up before anything could happen, but I was even more so when I slowly approached her and had her back into my arms. With her safely in them, I could grab her then if anything took place.
Yet, all she wanted and needed in that moment was my shoulder to cry on, and someone to hold her.
"I don't know why they died… all I can say is that they're in a better place now. I'm sure the only thing bothering them is how everything turned out and that they can't be with us." I petted my sister's hair, trying to sooth her in any way I could. It was hard to see her like this. The unbearable pain that you couldn't do anything for them except be there as they rode it out.
It sucked every single time…
"I-I'm sorry…" Frisk buried her head into my shoulder, hiding away her face as she apologized over and over.
"It's okay… we're here together, aren't we?"
At the time, I'd wished I'd never said those famous last words…
I flinched when I felt the rocks move from under us, no longer able to hold our weight. I latched onto my sister just as the earth shattered beneath us and gave way to a free fall. Frisk screamed and I struggled to hold her to me. To use my body as a cushion when we made it to the bottom.
One way or another, I wouldn't let her die.
The free falling seemed to last forever, Frisk's screaming and the event itself seemed to slow down time as I watched where we feel from. The night sky was dark, only a few stars and the partial moon could see us as we fell. They slowly moved away, like a movie playing backwards in slow frames.
I don't how long we fell. It could have been forever or a few moments, but at some point or another, I felt my body hit the ground and my head slam into something. That's when the world faded and turned black.
Witch's Note:
Its so nice to be back and posting again! For those of you who do or do not know me, my name is Halloween Witch. In the past I'd been an avid writer for the pokemon genre. However, in recent years I've turned my attention to others ideas to give them a try, and one thing that I'd always loved was the story of Undertale. How a little child befriended the monsters and escaped the underground while trying to avoid being captured and or killed.
But you all know that story; this is an adaptation to where Frisk had an older sister and both fell into the underground.
Now for those of you who are here for the long run, this story has already been entirely written and is just going through the final stages of editing while I continue to work on other story ideas or work on the continuation of this story. It's a long one folks! This story I plan to have been ninety-two chapters long! I hope you all enjoy the story as we follow Angel and Frisk through their exciting journey through the underground and how they adapt to the world as they try to escape… or try to co-exist.
I hope you all enjoy and I really hope you guys may enjoy the very long, very drawn out love story of Angel and one monster!
Love you all for reading, and for those who review, extra love and appreciation! I would really much love to enjoy any of your comments. Just please try to keep them from being too mean if you're not a fan of my work or the way I've taken this story on. But constructive criticism is certainly welcome.
And before I forget, all rights of Undertale go to Toby Fox. I only own my OC characters such as Angel and others like her not in the original Undertale game!
See you all next Saturday!
Halloween Witch
