A Broken Soul (Charisk)

Chapter 27 (Found and Not Protected)

Anthony stretches and tosses his bag over his shoulders. A wide grin across his face looking down at the two on the floor.

"I'd love to stay but you know I've got better things to deal with. I can't seem to find time in my schedule for you two. Far wins." He gives a small wave before walking out the door.

He pulls open the metal door letting out a breath of air. The boy throws his bag onto the table and sits down on the cold floor below. Basil runs over and jumps onto his knee. Turning her head to the side as her ears perk up. Anthony puts out a hand and the rodent jumps into it. He cups his hands together and give a warm smile.

"We're putting this into motion when the sun rises. I'm sad to say we can't wait any longer."

The rat expression becomes saddened and scratchs at his hand.

"If you're talking about me getting attacked I won't. Trust me that's the last thing I want happening."

Frisk walked through the forest. The chirping of crickets was the only thing her ears could pick up. She wouldn't say she was lost. However she had no clue where she was in the woods but at least knew the way back. The human had literally found nothing else, but she wasn't giving up. Determination had already consomed her entire soul. Never would she think of turning her heels.

Frisk hummed a tune her feat moving to the beat. She throws her spear into the darkness. The little light flying down until it collides with a tree. Sparks fly as it breaks the bark. The girl lowers her eyes and sighs before running full force and ripping the spear out. Bark flies out and falls to the grassy ground. She stabs the spear back into the tree and places her foot onto the roots. She pulls down, the spear bending with her hand.

Frisk bends the spear down as much as she could and pushes off with her foot. She goes into the air, impales the other, and sets her right leg onto a brach. She puts her hand into the air, the red blade disappearing below her, and reappearing in her hand. She repeats this action until she was at a high branch.

She looks down at the forest floor below her smiling knowing now she's safe. She leans back on the tree. Looking out at the night sky. Frisk was at a dead end. What in her right mind thought this was a great idea. She had no leads to go off of not even a drop of help. The only thing that came close to answering anything was the empty vial. She reaches into her back pocket and pulls the cherry scented bottle out. Frisk stares down out at it. She grits her teeth, titing the grip around the glass, as the bottle cracks.

Red flows down her hand. Releasing the tube from her grip it. She wipe her hand across her leg to clean the blood off the cut. The human takes the backpack off and sets it in front of her and begins going through it. She pulls out the boy's dagger and inspects it thoroughly. She notices the blade is quite dull. Thus was hopeless. Frisk whips her hand down throwing the weapon out of frustration. The blade hitting the ground below. Her eyes widen when she hears a pop.

The girl looks down to see something sticking out of the handle of the dagger. Her eyes light up and puts the bag back on and summons six red leafs. She moves her hand down till the leafs were at the mid point of the tree. Next she stabs her spear into the tree, stands up on the branch, and letting one of her feet hang in the air. She raises the leafs up, bunches then together, and steps onto them. Lastly she removes the spear and slowly moves herself down. When she was at a good level she jumps.

Frisk picks up the dagger and looks at the handle. The inside was hollow and another glass tube that was half filled was sitting inside. The color was a light purple and had paper wrapped around the bottle. She lets it fall into her hand and unfolds the paper.

"A checklist?" Frisk questioned

She looks down at the vial before starting to go over the words. The human didn't know how to use it or what it does but she was willing to take chances. Frisk turns her attention back to the list and beings to read it off.