I Won't Run Away

Undertale is owned by Toby Fox.

His back to the wall, Frisk stared at the armored monster slowly approaching him. He could feel the vibrations every time the monster took a step. It felt like a giant was walking towards him, but Frisk was not afraid. He continued to stare at the monster's armored face, with defiance in his eyes.

A few yards away, the monster stopped. She returned Frisk's gaze. After a moment of silence, she uttered a single word.

"Seven."

The monster sounded cold, emotionless.

"Seven human souls. With the power of seven human souls, our king... King Asgore Dreemurr... will become a god. With that power, Asgore can finally shatter the barrier. He will finally take the surface back from humanity... And give them back the suffering and pain that we have endured."

For the most part, Frisk felt no hatred for monsters. Even though many of them had tried to kill him, Frisk had shown mercy to every monster he encountered. He had not killed a single one. He even found himself developing a strong affection for the monster race. With the sole exception of a certain flower, Frisk could tell that none of the monsters he had encountered truly had any malice towards him.

Actually, Frisk was face-to-face with one more exception.

"Understand, human?" the monster, Undyne, growled. "This is your only chance at redemption. Give up your soul... or I'll tear it from your body."

Frisk wasn't going to let that happen.

In the monster's hands, a glowing blue spear sprung into existence. Undyne held it with both hands and pointed it straight at Frisk's chest, and then she marched towards him. Frisk slowly moved his hand to his hip and clutched the grip of his toy knife. The piece of plastic didn't seem like much, but Frisk knew that even a weak weapon could easily strike a monster down as long as he had the intent to kill.

Undyne was almost within reach. For the first time, Frisk prepared to...

"Undyne...! I'll help your fight!"

That monster kid leaped out of the bush next to them. They stood in between Frisk and Undyne. The kid was oblivious to the fact that Undyne was trying to kill Frisk. Confused, the kid tried to figure out who Undyne was fighting. The poor kid didn't even realize that Frisk was a human. Frisk supposed it made sense. Monsters were a very diverse race. To them, Frisk probably just looked like another type of monster. A human, on the other hand, would never mistake a monster for part of their own race.

After a long pause, Undyne lowered her spear. She grabbed the monster kid by the ear and dragged them away. Frisk heard the kid beg Undyne not to tell their parents what they had done as their voice faded out into the distance.

At least you draw the line at child murder, Frisk thought. Oh, wait.

Give her a break, human!

That... was a voice in Frisk's head. Frisk started hearing it when he arrived at the place the monsters referred to as the 'Ruins.' The voice refused to tell Frisk her name... or anything about herself, really. Frisk didn't feel the need to tell the voice his name, either. Frisk decided to give the voice a new name. He named the voice... Voice. Voice, in turn, simply addressed Frisk as 'human.'

All Frisk knew about Voice was that she didn't want him to hurt any monsters, and that she really didn't trust humans. Frisk figured that Voice was some kind of monster spirit, perhaps like Napstablook. Although, Frisk wasn't sure why Voice decided to hitch a ride in his head, other than to verbally defend every single monster who attacked him. Voice always had some kind of explanation as to why monsters attacked Frisk, and it seemed that Undyne was no exception.