Life was good.

After the incident where she was taken into the family after being questioned, life seemed like paradise for Freya. She had a home, a family, food on the table and a very helpful private tutor to help her speak English which happened to be all she wanted ever since everything became clear to her, or at least some of it since she didn't understand the voice in her head. The malicious voice that consistently told her to kill. Every single night, when she fell asleep or even closed her eyes, her wonderful dreams were always captured by a horrible nightmare, however she wouldn't share this problem with anyone. Not even Asriel. It was her own little secret that even she was afraid of bringing out into the open.

But despite so, she have nothing else to complain about. Not until one day. With making her way around from the castle to Snowdin every now and then to get herself acquainted with the residents. But there was one thing that she took into consideration from all those years and that was the fact that she wasn't all the monster that she was accepted to be. Now that she was a young adult, she seen that she was different from everyone and began to grow conscious about it all. What was her story? Where did she come from? She wanted answers…

For the last few days, she had spent hours on end at the library in researching her origins, however all that came up was the history of how the Undertale came to be, as well as how the war began and ended. It made her sick to the stomach. Was she really related to these people? This race that she was born into that was so violent and carnivorous? It made it sound like the humans were the true monsters in the situation.
With finally closing the book hesitantly, she swallowed, taking a moment in the long and dreading silence to arrange her thoughts. Despite the fact that it was a library, the quiet serenity was awful, uneasy even.

Who or what was she? Why was she there? The situation became far dire now. She didn't want answers. She needed answers…

Her journey back to the castle was a quick one, far more quickly than she expected. She was in badly need of information, where the thought of receiving the truth was nerve wrecking to the point where she felt that she was going to vomit at any moment. All these thought provoking questions had consumed her, to which she didn't even realise that she was at her destination quicker than expected.
Upon entering through the door, she had been stopped by Toriel, who acted as her motherly figure and loved her unconditionally ever since she was just a little girl.
"What's wrong? Did you get into trouble again?" She asked in worry as to why her adopted daughter came running in.

The hybrid's breathing was ragged and off rhythm, her fierce big crimson red eyes staring up at the goat like creature.
"Mom, who am I? Where did I come from?"

The question stunned Toriel. She didn't expect to be asked such questions so soon, especially considering how young the girl was. A weak yet nervous smile edged on her expression.
"Have you been in the books again?" She asked, avoiding the question at hand.

It was clear that she was hiding something…

"Please don't hide the truth… Why are you lying to me?" She interrogated the motherly figure even more, although without actually realising, became more forceful with her tone, considering how she wasn't giving Toriel time to answer. Her eyes were desperately pleading for the answers that which she was searching for.

In fact, it came to the point where the commotion had brought forth some unwanted attention.

"What's going on here?" A low-toned gruff but friendly voice that was especially familiar to the female spoke out from the other room. As she had thought, it belonged to her 'Father', Asgore.
"What's the issue?"

The two went into absolute silence, the two lovers exchanged glances, as if they were communicating mentally through their facial expressions. They were definitely hiding something…
It wasn't as if they wanted to, even though she had the right to know about her own past, but they didn't want to face the consequences, especially considering how it could risk her own safety which was why they kept it quiet for a long time. At least up until now…

"Let's go into the living room and talk about it, okay. There's a lot to take in." Toriel said in a quiet, yet hesitant tone, almost as if she was regretting their agreed decision.

And with so, the family made their way into the living room, a comfy and spacious room that gave off a relaxing vibe that screamed out comfort and homeliness. The room consisted of two chairs for Asgore and Toriel, as well as a fireplace that was ablaze with the help of fire magic. The girl stood in the middle of the two, watching them with an anticipated stare. She was eager to know everything. She was eager to know the truth.

"I know this may seem a little tough to comprehend but we want you to know that we do love and care about you, but you are adopted… You came from the surface world although we don't exactly know what had happened. You are somewhat a human, although we aren't sure about what the other part is…" Asgore explained at first, with Toriel completing the rest of the shocking explanation.
"But you have a family and friends here. You are very welcome here. We believe for you to be our daughter and that will never change…"

Despite the truth being told in the most subtle way that they could, that didn't make any difference to Freya. In fact, it didn't even help at all. All it did was to bring up more questions than before. Who was her parents? Were they still alive? Why did they abandon her? Everything about her past was just a hazy fog of pitch blackness but she wanted to find everything out.

"I-I'm just going to head out for a bit…" The hybrid said quietly within the shock, the brightness in her widened eyes fading. She left the room without acknowledging her parental figures who were trying to stop her out of concern that what was going to happen next was going to be harsh.
Freya quickly made her way outside and went back to the location where she was first found, on the bed of golden flowers nearby where the waterfall was located. It all seemed so familiar to her, although it seemed to be that those memories of hiding over clouded the very few of her being up in the surface world. Although everything she was told made sense…

She gazed up to the opening in the mountain, her eyes narrowing as she took in the small amount of sunlight that was let in. From what she could tell, it was day time, perhaps in the afternoon maybe. It was hard to tell since only these specific places were the only places with natural light.

That was when she made up her mind. She wanted to go to the surface. She wanted to find out what had happened for her to have such a completely different life than what she got or simply put, she was determined to get answers.
Just as she got her hopes up, something unnatural happened. She had lost all feeling in her arms and legs, causing her to fall on all fours. Her head was ringing and throbbing all at once. Although this wasn't normal, she knew exactly what it was, and it wasn't anything good.

"Freya… Come on… You can get rid of your problems just by killing a few monsters every now and then…" Said the voice in the pitch darkness of her own head.
"You can find out what you want to know."

That definitely caught her attention, however was this being who may have just been a figment of her imagination telling the truth, or is it just simply a way to deceive her in order to get what they wanted. It seemed reasonable. However would she fall into what the humans had done; maliciously kill everyone in her path?

"No…" She muttered whilst shaking her head before shifting her weight to get back on her feet, however the force that had took control of her body had immediately overwhelmed her own mind. She could see and hear everything around her although her body was useless. Whoever this person was, they had finally took hold of her soul, twisting is around for their own needs. She was under their control.

"And who said YOU were in control!?"