Echotale - Thought So (G!sansxFrisk)

Exposed Crimes

*Frisk's POV*

When the cold and eerie laughter of Asriel filled my ears through the darkness, I felt my legs shake and grow numb, unable to move from the terror.

The audience had gasped when the lights went out, but now they were all murmuring among themselves, the Prince's chilling laughter filling the room as if he had a microphone himself.

Fear.

Horror.

Regret.

Everything was ending before my eyes and there was nothing I could do, nothing I could say.

I could hardly move from the trembling in my legs, and my head was spinning with thoughts on where Asriel could be.

Why had the lights shut off?

When would they come back on?

I prayed very soon, and felt my leg move back on the stage, my head turning in every direction to see where the laughter was coming from.

Oh where, where is it?!

Where is he?!

"I am surprised my Princess~" Asriel mused as the lights flicked on, showing the no longer lighted backdrop and the extra lights for the stage now off.

The show was over.

Everything was over.

This was the end.

I could feel it all over again as my eyes adjusted and focused on Asriel's stiff form, his crooked smirk stinging my eyes.

Or was that the tears?

With Mettaton behind me, along with G, there was no one in the space of the stage between me and Asriel, his path was straight forward, and his eyes latched to mine, telling me the intentions he had for me.

Trying to gulp down my fear I stumbled back, hearing the audience still murmuring and looking around with shock as the Prince began walking closer to me, each step echoing through the room like his low chuckle that sent shivers down my already shaking spine.

"You have escaped from me far too many times..." He continued, his voice eerie and silky, slithering and sickly.

My voice squeaked as I tried speaking, and I covered my mouth with one hand as I stared in fear at the Prince who continued walking slowly over to me.

"N-No!" I cried out, feeling my legs grow weak and my body stumble back once more, as if there was some way I could get away from him.

Except Crew members guarded the doors, and there was no other way out.

I was stuck.

I was trapped.

This was the end.

G had never crossed my mind in that moment of Asriel walking closer, and my body shaking with the horror of our situation, until he quickly ran in front of me, his body seeming aware of all it's senses, and his eyes wide with the same horror I felt in my gut.

Still, I trembled, knowing that even if he stood in front of me, between the Prince and I, there was nothing that could get us to freedom.

Yet I didn't stop trying.

"N-No Asriel, y-you..." I stumbled back once more, struggling to find my words, trying so hard to think of something that could save my life.

Except with the equipment off, and the show over, the world still thought of Asriel as the hero, Asriel as the one who would save them, Asriel, the Prince who would marry the Princess and soon they would-