Chapter Ten: Captured
"So, Kid.' Frisk said, looking at her best friend. They were sitting in the restaurant that Mettaton, Shyren, and Muffet had recommended, playing picross with Picross. "What's the solution to this problem?"
"Three in the first column." Said Chara, who had tagged along, along with Flowey, Papyrus, Mettaton, Napstablook, Muffet, Shyren, Alphys, and Undyne.
"WOWEE, SCARY HUMAN!" Papyrus said, amazed. "YOU FIGURED OUT THAT PUZZLE SO EASILY!"
"I love Picross." Chara said. "Passes time in the bathroom when I'm trying to ditch class."
"So that's why Toriel got those tablets." Undyne said.
"Yeah." Chara said, leaning back in her chair. "She thought I was eating bad foods and she got 'em. But, actually, I'd just go in there for twenty minutes, sit in the stall and play video games or something, and then leave school."
"And I thought you'd been in trouble." Flowey, who was sitting in a pot next to Chara, said.
"I told you I'd ditched." Chara said, grinning.
"Whatever." Flowey said, shrugging.
"Um, excuse me." The waiter said, walking over to their tables (they were four to a table with the exception of Flowey at Chara's table—Mettaton, Muffet, Napstablook, Shyren sat at one table (Mettaton wasn't taking any chances with Sans—or Undyne or Chara for that matter), Frisk, Papyrus, Kid, Chara, and Flowey at another, and Alphys and Undyne sat at their own table). "What can I get for you guys?"
"I'll take your SOUL." Flowey said, showing his evil face. The waiter ignored him, having been used to seeing monsters and several had already pulled the same joke.
"I'll take a burger then." Flowey said, the waiter writing his order down. "God, some people can't take a joke."
"Gimme a double on that." Chara said, holding up two fingers, still leaning back in her chair. "In Monster Size."
"You know that's like twelve pounds of meat." The waiter said, looking at Chara with wide eyes.
"Oh" Chara said, grinning. "Better make it a triple then. I'm starving."
"Ooookay then." The waiter said, moving on.
"I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL HAVE YOUR FINEST SPAGHETTI!" Papyrus said, holding up a gloved hand.
"I'll have a meatball sub." Frisk said, smiling.
"Me too." Kid said. "I always loved Grillby's meatball subs."
"Oh" the waiter said. "So, you know our chef, Grillby?"
"Yeah." Undyne said. "He used to own a place back in the Underground. Made the best burgers in the Underground."
"I didn't know he worked here." Frisk said.
"Well, he applied a couple months ago." The waiter said. "And everyone loved his cooking so much he was hired."
"Yes, darling." Mettaton said. "There's not a person alive that doesn't love Grillbys cooking."
"I know, right?" Sans, who had just teleported in, said, reclining at Undyne and Alphys' table.
"Sans?!" Undyne, Mettaton, and Alphys exclaimed.
"'sup, guys." Sans said, reclining back. "I'da brought Tori, but she's making snails and said no. Never miss a chance to eat Grillby's."
"No, you don't.' Undyne said.
They finished getting their orders and their food. After they finished eating, they went to their respective houses, Muffet stopping by the store to grab more tea and Mettaton, Napstablook, and Shyren stopping by the music store (they had to yank Mettaton out of the cosmetics store).
"See ya tomorrow?" Kid asked Frisk as she walked him home. Chara and Flowey were nearby, walking past the house to reach the comic store.
"Yeah, sure." Frisk said. "I was gonna head to the library to pick up some books for Alphys after school."
"Okay." Kid said as they reached the door of the house. "See ya then."
"Okay." Frisk said as she waved and began to walk home.
Unbeknownst to Frisk, however, there were two individuals watching her.
"Should we do it now?" one of them asked.
"No." the other said. "The other one's nearby. I will say though, she was right about her being different. Even the way she walks suggests that she's got some power in her."
"Could we teleport fast enough?" the one said.
"Do you really want to try that?" the other said. "And also, who's to say she won't be beyond faster than us?"
"No." the first replied.
"Well then." The other said. "Let's continue recon until we can find a good time."
"Wait." The first one said. "Why are we following the in the first place?"
"No idea." The other one said. "I'm gonna get some Nice Cream. Wanna go?"
"Sure." The first one said.
The next day—at school
"I'm heading to my snooze class." Chara said, waving goodbye to Frisk. "See ya in a few."
"Okay." Frisk said, walking down the hall to her class.
Suddenly, in through the front door burst Undyne and Alphys (well, more like Udyne burst in the door while Alphys just opened it). Undyne ran up to Frisk, grabbing her by the arms and running out the door, yelling like she'd scored a touchdown.
"Hey" one nearby human student said. "That monster's kidnapping Frisk!"
"What do they have against her?" another human student said. "She's probably the friendliest person towards monsters."
"Oh, that's just Undyne." Kid said, walking up to Frisk's locker. "She's a bit wild, but she's great friends with Frisk. And the person with her is her girlfriend Alphys."
With Chara
"Hmm." Chara said to herself, looking out the window to see Undyne holding Frisk above her head and running down the school lot with Alphys. "Seems like fun."
Chara snapped her fingers, disappearing from the class room.
"Not again." Toriel said, rubbing her fingers on her eyes like people do when they're frustrated.
With Frisk, Alphys, and Undyne
"So, Undyne." Frisk, who was being held over Undyne's head by her arms, said. "What are we doing? I'm pretty sure it's not good to just grab someone like that."
"We're gonna settle a bet once and for all." Undyne said, clenching her fists before she realized she was still holding Frisk, who gave a small 'ouch'.
"does it have anything to do with Papyrus and/or cooking?" Frisk asked.
"nooooo." Undyne said, though her tone suggested that she wasn't being completely honest.
"Bullsh!t." Chara said, appearing in front of Undyne, keeping pace with the former head of the Royal Guard. "you just want her to taste test your cooking again, don't you?"
"Okay, fine!" Undyne said. "Papyrus, Alphys, and I entered a cooking contest and we could use Frisk's opinion on our food."
"Don't you need more than one opinion?" Chara asked. "It's not really good to just get one opinion."
"Well" Undyne said. "I'm getting Mettaton, Sans, Muffet, Shyren, and Frisk's opinions (Napstablook didn't want to). You can get yours as well."
"Sweet." Chara said, grinning. "Any excuse to eat."
The four of them walked into the dining room, where Sans was holding a very angry pissed off Flowey with his magic.
"I wanna eat it!" Flowey yelled, straining against the powerful skeleton's magic.
"Not until Frisk gets here." Sans said, sighing in annoyance. "You're not really working this out."
"Well, she's here now!" Flowey shouted.
"Frisk." Sans said, holding his hands out in a hug. "You're back."
Chara took hold of Flowey, discreetly dispelling Sans' magic with her own dark magic. He snaked his way around Chara's arm, coming out above her shoulder.
"Food time!" Chara shouted, running to get food, bowling over Mettaton on the way. She greedily grabbed triple portions of the food the chefs had put out. She gave one portion of each to Flowey, who ate slower than Chara, who ate quickly, but not so quickly that she'd miss the flavor.
"So" Undyne and Pauyrus, who had walked over, said. "How is it?"
"It's great.' Chara said, her mouth full.
"Which one was the best one?" Alphys asked. "We need to narrow it down for the competition."
"The green one." Chara said, Flowey nodding in agreement.
"Okay." Undyne said. "We'll take a note of that."
"I think we've gathered all the data we need." Alphys said. "We'll tell you when we've decided."
"Cool." Chara said. "I'm gonna go crash. Need a snooze and I missed the one from class."
Chara went up to her room, laying down on her bed and sleeping, Flowey heading to his pot and sleeping as well.
Later
Chara sat straight up in her bed, her right eye glowing red. Flowey looked at her in alarm.
"Nightmare?" he asked.
"Frisk!" Chara shouted, her voice panicked. "Where is she!?"
"She's probably in her room." Flowey said, shrugging as he wrapped around Chara's arm. "Nightmare about her?"
"I saw her die." Chara said. "It wasn't like the other times. This one was me. I killed her."
"You should check on her." Flowey said. "Just to be safe."
Chara ran into the hall, opening Frisk's door quickly.
Inside, there were signs of a struggle and a broken window. Toriel was looking at it and trying her best not to cry.
"What happened?!" Chara said, her voice somewhere in between angry and demonic.
"I don't know." Toriel said. "They just came and took her. They ran straight ahead."
Chara teleported away as soon as Toriel gave the direction.
With Frisk
"That went surprisingly well." One of the two men said, holding the bound and gagged Frisk as they ran through the woods behind the house.
"Why aren't we teleporting?" the other asked.
These damn teleporters needed a small charge." The first said.
"That's dumb." The other said.
"Yeah." The first said. "So, what do we need to do until then?"
"Keep running." The other said. "We should be far enough away to be safe though."
Suddenly, a fist hit the man not holding Frisk.
"What the hell?!" he said, standing up. "How did you do that?!"
"Unlike you" Chara said, her eye flaming. "I don't need technology to teleport."
"You can use magic?!" the man said, standing up.
"yeah." Chara said. "Now, I'm gonna teach you a lesson."
"Bring it." The man said, getting into a fighting stance. Chara simply summoned a Gaster Blaster, which shot him through the heart. He fell over and his blood began pooling on the ground.
"Flowey, take care of this guy." Chara said, turning around. "I'm gonna handle the other guy."
"Right.' Flowey said, moving in front of the man.
The other man had begun to run when Chara attacked the other man. He'd managed to get out of sight of Chara, but carrying a struggling captive wasn't super easy to do.
"Damn, Francesca." He thought. "How are you this heavy? Last time we saw each other you were like fifty pounds!"
He managed to pull out his teleporter, turning it on before Chara grabbed his outfit. He teleported away before a solid hold could be maintained, but the outfit ripped.
Chara looked at the part of the outfit she'd grabbed. She then teleported back to the house.
Back at the house—with Toriel
Chara held up a medallion that had three hearts on it. One was blue, another green, the other orange.
"What is it?" Chara asked.
"It's of the Order of the Three Hearts." Toriel said. "They were a group of monster hunters that warred against the monsters for years. They helped seal us in the Underground all those years ago. I kept a journal with the help of Khara Darkspawn detailing what we knew about them."
"What did you find out?" Chara said.
"Apparently" Toriel said, sighing. "They were responsible for the six souls that fell into the Underground before Frisk."
"How do you know that?" Chara asked. "Khara died before the six fell into the Underground."
"How do you know that?" Toriel asked.
"Khara died carrying me to the Underground." Chara said. "Her last action was to push me over the edge of the entrance."
"Why was she carrying you to the Underground?" Toriel asked.
"Mom." Chara said, her tone sad. "There's one thing I've learned in this world. A mother's love for her child is something that can never be surpassed. It transcends even death."
"Wait…" Toriel said. "Are you saying…?"
"I think I know where they are." Chara said, teleporting. "I'll be back. With my little sister."
"Khara." Toriel said, looking out the window. "Why didn't you tell me?"
In an unknown location
Frisk found herself bound to a chair, a man standing guard over her. Suddenly, she heard a voice that chilled her spine.
"Francesca." The woman said, walking into the room. Her trench coat was ditched and she had on her body suit from earlier. "It's so good to see you here."
Frisk didn't say anything; her fear had taken over her at this point.
"We have big plans for you, Francesca." The woman said, taking Frisk's chin in her hand.
"I-I don't want to." Frisk said, mustering almost every bit of courage she had.
"Well, then." The woman said, taking a knife out of a pouch on her hip. "I guess you know what I'm going to do next."
Frisk leaned back as far as the chair would allow her to, her eyes wide and her breathing shallow. The woman that she'd lived in fear of for nine years stepped closer, more than capable of instilling every bit of fear she used to.
Oh no! What's gonna happen to Frisk? Will Chara make it in time to save her? What are the plans they have for Frisk? Find out next chapter or so.
