In a world where only the strong survive, there is me. I'm not strong, or a survivor, but I'm still here. My parents have kept me hidden from the world, never letting me leave the house. My parents aren't cruel people, they keep me hidden to keep...
I blinked, my emerald eyes taking in the sight of dull brown surrounding me. Nothing more than a few lightbulbs, a fridge, and some tapes. I thought back to the pure white snow, and the bright pink kitty monster who saved me. At least, I believe that she had saved me. I stood up off of the cold hard ground I had been placed on and began to search the room for a way out. From the short amount of time I had been conscience with her, I doubted that Kittellani was a bad monster, but the recent tragedy at home must've left me paranoid.
I clutched my head as flashbacks riddled my mind. My face flushed from the fever I had developed and I slowly began to once again fall to the ground. A gust of whitish-gray light passed through me as I heard an, "O-oh my..."
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The only things I could remember from before Toriel were very abstract. Falling, pain, blood, language, feeling, darkness before light. Falling into the dark. The pain of being beat again and again. Blood that seeped through my clothes each night afterwards. The language that I've seemed to have forgotten. Falling into a hideous darkness before entering a blinding light.
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I awoke breathing hard. My location hadn't changed, but the amount of people in the bleak, empty room had. Floating above me was my old friend Napstablook, even wearing his signature Dapper Blook. It was obvious he had been crying as he continued to sob out, "O-oh dear... S-she's going to die..." Kittellani was having a hard time trying to comfort the poor ghost seeing as she couldn't touch him. I slowly tried to sit up, finding it difficult to move with the thick blanket the two had laid on top of me, and succeeded while gaining the attention of the two monsters in the room.
From the look on their faces, they truly hadn't expected the best outcome from my two fainting spells. It wasn't too surprising I wasn't in the best physical condition due to the stress I was under. Seeing the body of your gruesomely murdered mother does that to a girl, I guess. I slowly raised my right hand to give a small wave and tried my best to give a smile. I knew I had failed when I felt the tears run down my cheek. Kittellani cooed as she held my crying form, sobs wracking my body periodically every few seconds. And as if I was a ticking time bomb, suddenly I stopped. Turns out I was a dud, because I sat there and stared at them, before realizing, I didn't know these monsters. Kittellani was nice and all but I'd only just met her, and while Napstablook was a sweet ghost of a friend, ghost were dangerous and Blooky himself held a hidden strength.
Suddenly, I was fighting, squirming, doing anything to get out of Kittellani's hold. I didn't want anybody to touch me, let alone a monster. Especially after monsters had just killed Toriel. The only mother I had ever known. Or had their been another. I was having trouble remembering.
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~Underswap!Sans P.O.V.~
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The human was gone and my brothers were furious. Underfell!Sans seemed angrier that usual, Gaster!Sans just kind of sat there looking into the distance, and Undertale!Sans looked depressed at the loss of his friend Toriel. Everything was going to ruin. At the rate the plan was going, my brothers and I would never ----- the underground...
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~Reader's P.O.V.~
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Kittellani finally let me go, confused on what was going on. She probably never had her mother murdered in front of her. She wouldn't be in the best state of mind either. Blooky hung in the back, seeing that I was upset and respecting my space. I'd have to thank him for that later. For now I just snuggled back into the warm blanket, once again trapping myself in the world of nightmares.
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Hey guys! It's been soooooooooooo long. Truth be told, I just kind of forgot where this was going. Luckily, I've once again figured it out and will, hopefully, be going back to almost regular updates. Plus I injured my foot PRETTY badly, not that it had anything to do with my writing but wow! It sure was a disturbance to my daily life.
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It's stayed like that for over a month too! Can you believe that was only a sprain?! Anyway, now that I'm back, please tell me what you think.
Has my writing style changed at all?
Were my other chapters better?
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