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the beginning

It hurts...

Your heart ached...

Why?

Why do you always have to get the bad endings?

You never did something bad to anyone!

Not even when they deserved the hell on earth!

And you thought that this day was different... Better...

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Your day started out like every other day. You got up from your old and squieking bed and brushed your teeth while humming a random tune of a made-up music. You do like singing after all. A quick shower after an unexpected jump scare from yourself in the mirror at how horrible you looked and afterwards getting your work clothes, you were all set to go.

You exited your room with a little rush in your step as you were a little late for work and ran down the stairs to the kitchen, finding your parents already sitting there with a cup of coffee in hand.

Your dad read the newspapers while your mother just stared at the wall with dull eyes, both not noticing you rushing in. Like always. But you wouldn't get that to you. You love your family and you know they love you, too. It's just a bit of a hard time for you parents right now. It will subside.

Both lost their jobs, because of monsters. Yes, no fantasy monsters. But real, alive monsters.
150 years ago they came to the surfice after a long time of hell in the underground. But just like always humans were not prepared for that sudden change and of course they were scared. But humans had already lost the wisdom of wielding magic, so they had no means to seal the beasts in the underground yet again, and the man who presented the humans at that time was too much of a coward to kill them. Not that you would have approved of such a brutal action. So a big wall of stone had been built that separates the humans from the monsters. Shutting the monsters away, again. And humans still are scared. They even say that monsters are the ones who kidnapped six people from this side of the wall. But then again the humans definitely have already forgotten the missing people as there were a lot more missing, only bringing such accusation up when it was to their favor. Hateful. And logically it even was impossible for monsters to do such terrible things, after all the security is high at the wall and no monster can cross it without permission from a higher class human. Not that that would ever happen.

You on the other side don't care. Of course you hated the way monsters were treated and the way they had to live, because of egoistical humans, but you have never even seen a monster in your life. How were you supposed to really care when you didn't even know any. The rumors and trashtalk being your only information and you couldn't be sure what was the truth and what was just some assholes being bigger assholes.

Monsters never did something bad to your family and they weren't the cause for your miserable life. They never took your parents jobs. No. It was the humans fault alone and to be more specific. It was the nobles fault. After the wall had been built, civilisation itself fell apart and splitted into two. The monster-lovers and the monster-haters. The lovers were being punished for being on the monsters side, they descended to the poor part of the side, the hard workers while the haters profited of the workers getting richer in the process, making them the self called nobles. The place were your parents had worked had lost all its worth to the noble who owned the place and it got shut down. Countless workers lost their job in just a few hours with a snap of an old, ugly geezer and your parents blamed the monsters for it. You just couldn't understand them. It was obvious the monsters didn't have anything to do with it, but the two adults are just so sure the other species is the cause. What a load of crap.

Well, back from that historical trip you quickly stole a toast from the fridge and kissed your parents goodbye before you left for work, not even waiting for a reply as it would never come. Not anymore.

As you stepped out of the old house you took a deep breath of fresh air, smiling at the shining sun and ran. You always had loved to run just like singing, it was like letting everything which held you in place behind and just live. The feeling of the wind on your skin and in your hair letting you release your worries and make you do a short jump before skillfully dodging a man with a spin to the right, scaring him at the same time. Obviously he called you out for that, but seriously, who cares? You didn't. Instead you just laughed at the face he made when you scared him shitless.

You kept on running and after like 15 minutes you arrived at the little cafe you worked at. The toast you stole already having vanished in your stomache.

You entered the not so full café and a glaring face greeted you from behind the counter. A fake smile showing on yours as you stepped closer, actually wanting to go to the door behind her to get your apron.

,,Hello. Frisk. Couldn't you have come faster! I swear you are a useless person. You can do nothing on your own." Liza the very welcoming coworker you had always dreamt to have. She hated you for getting a job with your 16 years of life without having to lie to the owner of the café.

,,It is always nice seeing you, too. Liza." you were smiling very sweetly at her and that just pissed her off more. Seeing as her face contorted into something ugly.

,,Don't be so cheeky, Kid! Have more respect to your elders!" Ha! she didn't really say that now! How more stupid can she be. Hehehe. You took a step closer to her, looking her straight in her dirty blue eyes. Her brown hair hanging loosely around her smug face.

,,You shouldn't put youself higher than me, Liza. Do you really think I wouldn't know the lie you have been feeding the owner. How would the poor woman react when she knew that her good worker Liza was lying about being 19." you whispered in her ear and when you finished your little speech you looked at her with a wicked grin before getting your apron while the girl just stood in her place completely frozen.

Poor her, but she should really work on her way to hide her secrets when announcing them loudly through her phone. Good time for you to accidently hear her conversation of being actually 15. Stupid girl.... Yep, you Frisk hated her and now Liza definitely feared you. Actually pretty satisfying after all her bullying you had to endure.

When you were ready you did your job. Cleaning the dirty tables after a costumer arrived and taking the orders of a new one, acting all the time when you heard some trashtalk about monsters or the poor people. Always wearing a smile when someone made fun of you for having such a low standing job. But you were DETERMINED to endure and you did. When the sun began to set your job was finished and you fastly left without another word out of your mouth. You had a strange feeling in your gut and that had worried you when you were in your break time. The feeling had just starting with now reason, bugging you the other half of your working time.

You hurried home and when you saw your house you came to a quick stop. Expensive looking black cars stood infront of your barely standing house and that could only mean one thing... Noble. You opened the front door and cautiosly looked around, your head snapping left and right desperatly searching for your parents. You almost sprinted to the livingroom when you heard voices from there, immediatly halting when you saw the familiar figures of your parents sitting on the couch.

,,Mom! Dad!" you called out relieved, but tensed instantly when two big muscled men pinned your arms behind you while forcing you on your knees. A startled yelp escaping your lips. You didn't even notice the other people with your parents.

Five additional big men stood on the opposite side from where your parents sit. A fat, ugly, old noble sitting in the middle of the muscled men.

,,Mom! What's going on? Why is a noble here?" you asked desperate for answers. Your mom slowely looked at you and that let you freeze. Her eyes... Her eyes had no feelings, the love that always showed when she looked at you... It was... gone. An insane smile showing on her face.

,,Don't be so rude to our savior, Frisk. This gentleman here is the head of the Leidenberg family. He has come to help our miserable state, sweetie." excitement making your mothers voice lively. The noble-Leidenberg watching you with unblinking eyes. Shivers went down your spine. Cold shivers.

,,Is she to your liking?" your father asked, not even looking in your diraction refusing to acknowledge your existing. A stabbing pain making itself known because of it. What was going to happen?

,,Yes, very much so." the noble stood up and walked to you where the hold on your arms tightened. You looked up to the old man when he stood right in front of you. But you wouldn't let them do this to you any longer. You became DETERMINED.

Leidenberg looked down on you and with DETERMINATION growing inside you, you started to struggle. Hissing at the men behind you like your life depended on it which it kinda did.

,,Let me GO! What do you want from me?!?" you struggled as hard as you could thrashing at them, screaming until your it began to hurt, but it was to no avail. The men had a good hold on you and were really strong. The only thing you really did was amuse the noble and making the muscle men hold you tighter until you thought your arms would brake, so you decided to glare at the people in the room except when your eyes landed on your parents. A rough laugh escaped the rich mans mouth when he saw the love in your gaze diracted at your life givers.

,,You know, Frisk. I am here to help your parents. They are good workers and I would like to give them a job of higher standing... But the thing is, nothing will be given without getting something in return. I guess, you know that already." he cryptically began talking and you raised an eyebrow in response.

,,What do you mean? What is it that you want from us!?!" you croaked out, the screaming giving you unluckly now problems with speaking.

,,Your parents sold you." you paled, everything seemed to stop when your parents looked at you as the geezer dropped the bomb. Both just looked at you, like you were just a thing. They showed no guilt... just indifference. It felt like... your SOUL shattered, ripped and healed itself over and over again only to let you experience the same hurting effects of betrayal.

,,That's a lie. That has to be a lie! Right!?! MOM! DAD! Tell me!!! that... that that is a lie! You didn't!!! You couldn't!!!!" you didn't want to believe it. After everything you did for them. You always let them use you. Cleaning when no one could and when they were exhausted. You even dropped out of school, so the could afford a car to drive to work. You worked for them when they lost their jobs, multiple jobs leaving you sometimes think you would brake under the pressure. YOU CARED FOR THEM WHEN THEY JUST SAT AROUND LIKE EMPTY SHELLS, MAKING ANOTHER SPECIES RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR MISERY... sometimes even make you responsible...

Tears flowed down your cheeks when reality hit you like a bat did with a baseball. Today was supposed to be a good day. Today you should have come home to celebrate. Today everyone should have been happy and laughed together. Today... was your... birthday...
Any kind of strength left you and you let yourself hang in the hold of your captors. Not caring when they would let you fall, but they didn't. Instead a hand took hold of your chin and forced you to look in old and disgustingly amused blue eyes.

,,Don't be sad, Frisk. You have helped your parents get a better life. You should be happy. Right?" Leidenberg turned to your parents who agreed with no hesitation, nicking their heads like dogs did when doing a trick to get praised. They were sick and you... were stupid enough to trust them... Stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid stupid. YOU FUCKING STUPID GIRL!!!!!!

They abandoned you. They sold you... Hatered welled up inside you and with DETERMINATION your eyes began to glow a scarlett red.

,,Mom. Dad. I loved you. I did so many things to make your life a lot easier. I cared for you when you lost your everything. I. WAS. THERE!!!!! YOU SOLD ME! YOU SHOULD BE BURNING IN HELL!!!!" you screamed all your SOUL out. You cursed them and killed them a thousand times in your mind while you were being dragged away from them. The noble had what he wanted and the rest would be taken care of later. First he had to get his Frisk away from those useless things.

The men who had pinned you down dragged you to the expensive cars and threw you into the backseat. They held you down while another one took a syringe and injected something into you, a strange red liquid. Not even a minute after the injection, you felt any control of your body slip as you slowly fell into the darkness and with a few last curses, you fell unconscious a balck veil drapping you in its darkness.

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Slowly you felt youself come back and the first thing that greeted you was a headache. Yippi. Your eyes fluttered open and when you tried to move your arms something hindered you. The sound of chains could be heard when you tried again and when you tried to move your legs the same thing happened. They chained you to a wall. Like an animal.

After a while with fighting the chains you gave up and looked around the room you were in instead. Except that it wasn't really a room, but an old cell of cold stone and no light. You were in complete darkness. Well, at least they were nice enough to spare you from the blinding light.

But what would now happen to you? After everything that happened? What were you supposed to do! You have nothing and no one. And you will kill yourself before you will trust someone again. Never again...

You snapped back to the world after the creaking door gave you half an heartattack. Your eyes focused on the person that stood before you and you just growled when you recognized that ugly visage. Liedenburg. No. Wait. That's wrong... What was his name again? Liegenbuerg?... No, that's just a buerging name... Get it? You make that sound when you puke... OMG. That was so horrible and in your mind!?! What is wrong with you!?!

,,Good morning, my dear Frisk" that sickening voice echoed through the room.

,,I am not your dear Frisk!" you hissed, tensing when he crouched near you just to slap you with... a whip!?! Did he seriously just do that?

You groaned at the burning pain and just glared at him when he showed you the full 'glory' of the whip. It was black in the color and turned silver at both ends of the whip, with the only difference that one end had arrow like tips which seemed very sharp. Fear threatened to rule you but you are stubborn. You are DETERMINED.

,,You should not talk to your master like that. Even if you won't stay for long. Tomorrow you will be brought somewhere else and it hurts me to have so little time to bond with you, my dear Frisk. So I will stay with you the hole night. Good for me it's still early in the morning." he sadistically laughed and you just shuddered in fear from that piercing gaze. You felt your DETERMINATION leave you. A cold empty feeling swallowing you.

You are scared and you got a lot more scared when two big guys entered the cell, chaining you to the ceiling. Now you hanged there, the cuffs of the chains digging into your wrist as they had to hold you now. Again the men in black walked over to you and with a nod from the noble, they took handfulls of your clothes and ripped them of. You screamed.

,,NonononononoNONONONONONOOOOO!!!!!!!!"

Tears fell from your eyes like waterfalls. You are exposed to him. He stared at you, checking your body with lust and something else. Something terrifying. He traced every curve of your body. It disgusted you. You wanted to die, no one had ever seen you like this and it shouldn't have been like this. You hate fate.

But you refused... You refused to be broken, without fighting. So you locked your gaze with that of him. You are stubborn. And YOU ARE DETERMINED.

He seemed amused with your defiance. And with a big smile he raised his arm and striked. You screamed out as your even and beautiful skin was being destroyed with deep slashes. Your scream made him happy. He laughed. Your pain made him horny. And he striked again and again and again and again and again and again and again. And with every strike, with every new wound, you broke. You broke from the pain, you broke from the ache. You just... cracked...

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In a cell of cold stone and darkness hanged a badly wounded Frisk. He went through with his promise. He whipped you through the day and through the night. Of your once beautiful skin was nothing left behind. Just dried blood and slashes, every little place was wounded. Your wrist were bloody from having to withstand your body through the hole time. Those would leave scars... Everything would leave scars and you just couldn't care.

And there was your voice... You would be glad if your voice was just hoarse from the screaming. But... it is just... gone. You couldn't talk, you can't sing and you don't know if you're ever be able to sing again or make even a sound. You don't know what to do. Singing is everything to you. Or you're just overthinking thing, but seriously who could blame you with how you lost it.

But then again. Maybe you deserved you cruel fate. You don't know what you could have possible done to earn this. Maybe it was the food you were once forced to steal, but you gave them the double amount of money back. What? What? You have no idea. You are too weak to even move your eyes. Your strength is slowly but steadly vanishing. Bloodloss.

Again the croaking of the door announced people coming in, but still you were too weak to lift your head, stuck on the cieling like a sack.

Two pairs of cold hands released you from the chains and with nothing to hold you, you fell on the, with your blood dirtied, cold floor. The stabbing pain from your wounds making you hiss. Well, silenty hiss.
Again the hands came in contact with your body, both lifted you by your arms and another pair of hands gave you some kind of clothes which actually just looked like a really big shirt that made you look like an ugly bag. With you now clothed you were being dragged from your room into hallways with confusing turns and lastly you were thrown yet again into the backseat of a car. Only this time they didn't drug you which again would have been totally useless. The darkness yet again tried to take over, but it didn't. Like it actually wanted you to stay awake.

,,Good morning, my dear Frisk." that voice came again. your torturer sat in the passenger seat, again with his stupid grin.

You didn't answer, you didn't even blink and without another word the car started and your trip to the next hell started. A chuckle being the last thing you heard when the black veil finally wrapped you in its comfortable lie. The lie of feeling ok.

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The second time you awoke to your 'life' the car was nowhere in sight, at least not yours, and the same cold hands held you up as you heard people talking, but couldn't really make out what was being said. And to be truthfull you didn't even really try. What would it bring you to fight when the things were going to happen, you only affected the pain level it would cause you and nothing else would change.

The talking went on for a few minutes when you felt yourself being moved. The men handing you over to another pair. But they were strange. They didn't really feel like hands and they were so... warm. The total opposite of what you grown familiar with in that very short time.

And while you were trying to find out why you strangely felt more safe with your holders, the same voices spoke for a little bit longer. The headache you have making it now even harder to comprehend what was being said, although you aren't even that far away from them, but your conciousness just came and went again. Giving you only picture like snaps of what was happening.

The first time you came back was when your were being moved again, the difference being different people holding you... were they even 'people'? Either way, they only dragged you for a short distance before their hold shifted and your feet weren't tidying the ground anymore. You were held in the most gentle way and you became somewhat comfortable in their hold, even though you were in the danger of dying from all the blood you lost, and the pain you still felt from your open wounds didn't make it better as you were hurried to somewhere. And there you went away again.

The next time you came back you were laying on something... fluffy. It was a bed, you didn't live behind the moon, but it still did throw you off for a few minutes. You didn't think that a bed could be so, so, so comfortable. Like the bed has been made out of clouds. Really cozy.

This time you didn't last even half the time you were before. The pain wasn't there anymore and the bed was better than anything you ever had. You were content with how things are now. You could now die peacefully like this, so you just checked out and fell asleep.

You didn't know how much time passed since the last time you fell asleep. Heck! You actually thought you would die from your injuries, but it seemed like that your time hasn't come yet. But that isn't what's bugging you. You felt... weird. You weren't lying on the bed anymore, instead you felt like you were floating. Really strange.
Could a softer bed do that to you or were you just getting crazy? What the hell.

For some time you couldn't open your eyes, even though you were awake. The ache you came to accept was gone as well and that through you for the loop. Did they help you? Why? And what were those 'people' in the first place? Your brain tried really hard to find an answer, but the only thing that came to your mind were 'Monsters'...

But why would monsters want you? And what has that to do with the noble? Could it be that those creatures were just as fucked up as the old men. Do you have to endure more torture just for their pleasure?... Then again, it seemed like that the geezer was looking for a specific person. Right? Or were you just overthinking things? But then again you couldn't be really false with that as it did really look like that. But for what were they lokking for? Would you find that out? Did you want to find it out? Were those monsters like the rumors told they would be? Were the people, the humans you actually despise telling the truth all along and you were ust naive?...No! Calm down, Frisk! Your driving yourself crazy. Monsters are nicer than that... hopefully...

Slowly you stretched yourself when you began to get your control over your body again, the sleepyness fading away as you opened your eyes. What. The. Hell!?! The bed wasn't there anymore, instead the blue color of water greeted you and you freaked out. You floated in water... What the hell. You will die! You will suffocate! You will drown! OMG! You... are not dying? You can breath? What is going on?

You regained yourself after a few deep breaths and looked around. You really are in the water, you spin in place to look at your surounding and the only thing that greeted you was the beautiful blue of the water. You wondered how you got even into the water in the first place. That was very strange. You tried to swim and when you moved your body a hiss escaped you. Seems like not all the pain is gone. And what were those strange bandages flowing behind you? You looked down and your body was wrapped with a bunch of bandages. Your clothes nowhere to be found.

,,We discarded your clothes, Frisk." an unfamiliar deep voice distracted you from the bandages and your head snapped up.

To your right were two figures standing, separated from the water and you with glass? Did that mean you were in somethings like an aquarium? Slowly you swam over to the figures ignoring the pain from the movement for your curiousity. You arrived at the glass and let your hands rest on the surfice, your gaze fixed on the figures standing on the other side eyeing you as well. One was tall and looked like a... skeleton? A stripe going from his right eye up and another going from his left eye down to his mouth. The other figure was a lot shorter and it seemed that she was a kind of a lizard. Scales replaced her skin and were a strange orange-yellow color, her unsure gaze making you wonder why she was so shy of you? Both of their eyes didn't hold the crazy glint you saw in your torturer, but then again they did get you from him. You can't trust them.

,,How are you feeling, Frisk?" the taller one said and looked down on a strange machine before him, pressing something on the machine and smiling a little bit at it.

Curiously you drifted to the machine that stood right on front of your container and just looked at the stranger with an 'Are you serious?' face. How were you supposed to answer when you lost your voice? Plus you are in water. Never heard of a human being able to talk in water... But you are breathing in water right now, so is that invalid now? Everything is so confusing!!!!!

,,Well, as confusing as it is. We need to check up on you." The skeleton began a little amused... How the heck did he know what you thought?

,,That is quite an easy answer. This machine with a lot of other functions is reading your SOULS inner voice like a frequency and interpreting it in words for us. The water you are in is from Waterfall and thus magical." again the skeleton explained you how they could understand you, but your mind spiralled with the information. Souls inner voice!?! Frequency!?! You don't even know their name!!!! Does that mean that you won't have privacy with your thoughts?

,,A-Actually, that won't be a p-problem. The m-machine will only s-say the words y-you only want others t-to know. O-of course, it can h-happen that your thoughts are too m-much in a-a chaos or t-to loud and it will be i-interpreted in accident. J-just like now or a few minutes p-prior." this time the smaller dinosaur stuttered out an answer for you and with embarassement you blushed and hid it behind your hands.

,,Then wouldn't it be time to introduce yourselves as you already know mine name?" you snapped out of your blushing mess, the red leaving your cheeks as you waited for a response from the two monsters on the other side.

,,My apologies, my name is Gaster the head scientist of this lab and my assistant here is Alphys." Gaster enlightened you with their names and you didn't know if your face paled but holy you must looked shocked out of your mind.

Gaster or W.D. Gaster, even on the humans side of the wall he is known for his talent and knowledge, that's why the noble gave you to him! You were merchandice! What the hell did you get yourself into!?!