The Meeting

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A/N: this story is undergoing editing currently. This chapter, like many after this one, has bad grammar and stuff like that.

Disclaimer: I do not own Undertale and do not claim to own any art shown up top ether.

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"There name was  hara? Frisk asked toriel. The 2 were in frisk's room, and talking about the voice in frisk's mind, who for some odd reason keeps narating their adventure.
"Yes my child, their name was Chara. They were the first of the fallen children. They were my sons-" Toriel started to choke up, cutting herself off mid sentence.
"Chara...." As frisk said Chara's name, they felt a mix of worry and sadness. Frisk then realized that something was missing. They suddenly remembered a faint memory, a memory of a kid in a green sweater with a yellow stripe going right through the middle of it. The figure seemed to have brown shorts, with hair simillar to their own, and with eyes, so crimson that they could almost be mistaken for the color of blood.
As frisk saw this mystery person in their mind, they had a feeling of guilt and deep sorrow.
"My child are you alright?" Toriel had regained her composure and had noticed the guilt and sorrow on her child's face.
"I'm-" frisk didn't get to complete their sentence before they just blacked out.

Frisk pov:

'Hello?' I called into the black void before me. I called out again and this time heard a faint sound of... Laughter. It was mixed with a bit of crying.
I followed the sounds. They got louder and louder until, until the point where they just stopped. I now came face to face with a kid who had a knife in hand. They were wearing a green sweater with a yellow stripe in the middle, and brown shorts. I guessed, from what toriel had said, and from what I saw earlier before blacking out, that this was Chara.

Third person pov:
As frisk walked up to try and talk to the child, a red light gleamed off the silver knife that was held in their hand. Frisk looked at the red shine, and it didn't take them long to figure out it was blood. Frisk looked down and realized that Chara had hurt themselves. Before frisk could say any thing to the hurting child, they woke up.

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