For the past year, Asriel had been taking care of the vampire-human hybrid in the premise of the small yet warm room. (Primarily with being close to Hotland.)
In that time, he had created so many memories with this child, both good and bad. From being able to finally have someone to fill the void in his soul ever since the loss of Chara, he finally had a mission to take care of this unique being, despite having to sneak out clothes and coming back with his fur a variety of colours from food stains that he couldn't get removed so easily.

However, this was soon to be his downfall. Asgore and Toriel began to grow suspicious as to what their son was doing outside the castle every day for the reason being that they didn't want to see their child getting harmed. All of his efforts would simply just go to waste if they were to discover the child he had kept hidden all this time. However, he did have one fall back plan…

Luckily enough, Freya had grown enough that she could walk on her own, although she had to keep her face hidden at all costs outside to stop herself from drawing attention to herself. After all, if there was a commotion within this small society, his plan would be blown out of proportions and she would be killed on the spot she stood. He couldn't allow that to happen.
He took her to the small town within Snowdin, where the streets and the inside of the buildings were teeming with life. Although this seemed to be the last place that he would want to take her, he knew two friendly beings that would be able to take care of her for the time being. They reached the door. Asriel knocked on it loud enough for whoever was inside to hear.

Whilst waiting, the young girl sneezed quietly, her body trembling a little from the cold air that escaped from the snow that laid underneath their feet. Despite her pale, albino-like skin, her vampire attributes haven't kicked in as of yet, so her senses were just like any other average human.
Asriel gave a sheepish smile as he looked over to Freya, his 'hand' reaching up to pat the girl's shoulder to help her calm down.

"It's okay. The people who live here are very nice." He said.

Within that moment, the door opened. The girl's eyes slowly moved up from a set of feet to legs that were made of nothing but bone. Soon enough, her head became tilted back enough to finally see his face. Despite having one facial expression, she could feel a bright, yet optimistic aura around this certain individual who was named…

"Papyrus."

"Asriel, what can I help you with?" He asked, his hollow eye sockets moving from the familiar figure to the hybrid who was currently but slowly trying to shyly hide behind Asriel. "Who's your friend?" He asked, the curiosity slowly overwhelming him on who this young stranger was.

"Her name is Freya. I was wondering if you could look after her for a little bit?"

The expression on Papyrus' face brightened by the offer. "Ooo babysitting! That sounds like fun! And I have just made a fresh pot of spaghetti too so you're just in time!" He said with a great amount of enthusiasm. After all, as well as doing his best to become a member of the Royal Guard, despite not having the courage to hurt a fly, he took pride in his cooking, especially with his spaghetti.

"I will be back soon. These guys won't hurt you." Asriel said to his friend, giving her a quick hug. He didn't want her to feel like she was being abandoned as he was the only person she had come to having a close bond with but he had no other choice.

Asriel left…

With being left alone, Freya hesitantly entered the home, to which Papyrus closed the door behind her. It was cosy. Her skin began to heat up from the warmth of the flames that were breaching out from the thin crevices of a door leading upstairs. Other than so, it seemed like your everyday home.

"Please take a seat and I will get you some spaghetti." He said in a cheerful fashion before diving into the kitchen, leaving the young stranger in the living room to do so.
As he had stated, she took the seat on the lime green couch for the time being. She hopped herself onto the piece of furniture and began to sink in slightly to the top layer of the cushion, a jingling noise from underneath from the loose change that was lost in between the cushions.

Freya, without taking much consideration as she trusted Asriel, took down her hood, her shoulder length golden locks of hair slightly scruffy but at the same time, not tangled. Her skin naturally pale in complexion, and her eyes just as they were, big, round and blood red.

Papyrus came into the room with the plate of food. He set the plate down on the table situated on the front of the couch, his head looking up to speak to the child that he was taking care of.
"Here you-"
He paused within that moment. The two made eye contact for a brief but long minute. It was almost as if time had frozen between the two. The staring came to an end as Papyrus leaped up in a straight pose, pointing a gloved hand at the hybrid.

"Human! I, the great Papyrus, shall capture a human at last!" He informed loudly at first. "And then Undyne won't have no other choice but to make me a member of the Royal Guard!"
Just as Papyrus reached down to grab the human, something hit him within. His line of sight saw her curled up, trembling. After all, despite being at a very young age, she had heard the penalties of a human being caught. She was afraid. And besides, even he knew that he couldn't harm anyone, even he tried so hard too.

"Oh, I will never be part of the Royal Guard…" He said, a saddening tone and expression dulling down the blissful atmosphere that once filled the room. The skeleton sat down beside her, brooding on the matter in silence.
In a sense, Freya felt bad for making such an innocent soul upset but she knew what would lift his spirits. Because of the girl being rather short for her age, she hopped down from the couch and grabbed the plate of pasta before sitting back down again. With balancing the plate on her lap and holding the utensil in her right hand, she twirled the pasta onto the fork and took a bite of it.

Despite being a lovely temperature, it had a slightly bitter taste to it which caused her face to cringe up a little but other than that, it wasn't all that bad. In fact, she began to eat more and more of the meal.
Papyrus saw this gesture and immediately his expression brightened with his cheeks turning a light flushed pink for a brief moment.

"You… You like my cooking?" He asked.

Before even getting a remote response from the child, a more baritone voice came from the stairs.

"I guess she was… dying to try your cooking…"

A smaller skeleton wearing a blue hoodie made an appearance, a wide smile which generally made up his usual facial expressions was shown. This was the pun-loving skeleton of the two, Sans.
The girl's attention got caught to see the other brother, a smile easing on her face. Despite so, even though she laughed along with Papyrus and Sans, she never spoke once. It was almost as if she didn't know how to.

Time had flown by in a flash, the time spent with each other had gone perfectly. However, it seemed to be that it was going too well for it to end perfectly.

Knock, knock…

Whilst the two skeleton brothers were laughing and bickering away just like the children they were, Freya had decided to answer the door. With what had eventually happened with being welcomed into the household, it couldn't get worse. The moment that she opened that door, however, she was soon going to be proved wrong and at a deadly price.

The door opened, her crimson eyes peered up to identify who it was. It wasn't anyone that she recognised at all. Even so, she didn't know all that much people within this strange universe of monsters but this creature resembled a fish. With a slim form and bright orange hair that contemplated the blue scales coating her body, it was obvious that this being was a woman, although a tomboy at that.
But what she could tell was the sense of tension began to grow once again, especially from how the expression on this stranger's face had changed from a relaxed one, to one that could send chills down anyone's spine.

"A human…" She muttered under her breath, her jagged teeth clenched together tightly whilst a glowing blue spear became visible in her scaly hand. Whoever she was, she wanted to kill Freya. Her body tensed up within the moment. She couldn't move to dodge out of the way. The fear and the panic had gotten to her within the last moment that she could try and make an exit.
However, as soon as she came to her senses, she had already been forcefully flung to the other side of the room by just one hit. Her head struck the corner of the doorway, a thickened red liquid drawn from the small wound on her head. The smell of blood enticed the girl, something inside of her slowly but gradually beginning to take over, something far more demonic than what any of the residence had expected.

"U-Undyne, you really don't have to do this…" Papyrus protested quietly and meekly as if he was a small puppy. He didn't want to make the warrior even more angry than what she already was. But was that really possible?
Without even turning her head, her voice was quiet, but in a certain way, threatening.
"After I'm done dealing with the human, you and me and are going to have a talk about this…"

The light hearted skeleton couldn't do anything to help the situation on behalf of Freya. Undyne was a strong and fearful opponent, one that hadn't been defeated before other than with Asgore. There wasn't anything that could help the lost soul who had been banished down in the world unlike her own. Or so they thought.
Just as Undyne raised the tip of the spear over the child's head in preparation to instantly kill her with one final, but painless blow, an unnatural phenomenon happened. The girl's cold, dead eyes snapped open, the piercing red irises growing out to cover the whites. Within the moment that Undyne had slammed down her spear out of brief eye contact, Freya had moved out of the way although for her opponent, Undyne couldn't keep track of her movements. It was almost as if she disappeared out of existence…

"What?" Undyne said to herself out aloud out of confusion and anger mainly, presumably because of the sudden thought that she may not have been human at all.

A hissing sound came from behind her moments after, but just as Undyne had turned around to investigate the noise, all she could see was piercing and hungered red eyes plunging towards her, as well as a set of crystal white fangs hanging out of her mouth, ready to bare down on Undyne's flesh to rip her apart. In fact, Undyne didn't have much time to react, which was her immediate downfall.
The small vampire managed to swiftly pin her down, holding both of her hands on Undyne's head whilst pulling it to the side in order to snap her neck in half. At this point, Undyne was a threat that was soon to be removed from the world. Permanently.

Just as the Royal Guard warrior was at her limit, a bright light shocked the attacker, forcibly pushing her off and stunning her for a moment, however only just long enough to catch who had assaulted her.

It had been Sans, but unlike the friendly, pun loving skeleton she had first presumed for him to be, another side of him began to reveal the true monstrosity he was. A dangerous aura surrounded him, both of his eyes pitch black and hollow and two sets of gaster blasters floating beside him, their mouths opening slightly to show a glowing ray of white light.

"It's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming. On days like this, kids like you… Should be burning in hell…"

His voice had gone slightly deep and menacing within that last few words and without even considering how the girl had begun to come to her senses, as shown by the lustful hunger in her hues slowly beginning to turn into fear, she was once again hit with the same ray of energy. She wasn't so lucky this time…

Her body simply laid there, without any signs of moving. Blood began to stream down her face and onto the now not so clean carpet. Although just by her slightly rising and falling chest, it could be said that she was merely just in a state of unconsciousness. The blast simply knocked her out with injuries that could be healed.

"Whatever she is, we will have to take i… her to Asgore…" Undyne said as she got herself to her feet, rubbing a growing pain that began to grow on the back of her neck from being knocked down. After all, she couldn't understand what had just happened. All she could tell was that she wasn't a human…

She was one of them…