Scarlett Eyes

Red opened her scarlett eyes, groaning as she brushed her hair out of her face. She frowned, noticing a stiffness in her face. Red hauled herself out of the soft white comfort of her bed and stumbled to the bathroom, she looked in the mirror, she had dark circles around her eyes and a blood stained trail leaking down from her eyes.

"crying in your sleep again....dumbass" Red sighed. She turned the cold metal of the faucet and proceeded to clean her face of the dried blood. Red went to reach for a towel to dry her now dripping face, but the shine of a familliar blade caught her still bleary eyes, her hand hesitated over the sharp metal before shaking her head and hastily grabbing the towel, wiping away the moisture before leaving the room.

Red paused as she stepped into the hall and a slight smile made its way onto her face as she heard soft snores from the rooms of her children. She continued to make her way through the hall and down the wooden stairway, she glanced at the couch in the middle of the room, she smiled seeing her unbiological brother asleep, until she noticed a bottle loosely in his hand and a few others littered on the floor, her smile very quickly faded. She picked up the bottles silently and cautiously pulled the bottle from her brother's hand, knowing waking him was asking for a bad time and a run through the underground. She wasnt going to do that. Not today. She carefully made her way to the kitchen, putting the empty bottles on the counter.

She reached for a notepad and quickly scribbling down a note "ayo Jack, going for a walk, cyaaa- Red". She placed the note down ready for when Jack was to awaken. Realising Jack would proabably wake up with a hang over, Red opened a draw, pulling out asprins and leaving them with the note. She turned to leave but her arm knocked one of the bottles on the counter, she yelped as the glass smashed on her bare foot. She hurriedly cleaned up the shards, forgetting about her blood that now decorated the kitchen floor. Mentally preying to herself that Jack hadn't woken up due to the event that had just occoured, she slipped some shoes on, wincing as she made a dash out the door and into the snow of the town, un-creatively called Snowdin.

She stopped, checking the coast was clear before dashing into the darkness of the forest in front of her. She ran, trees looming above her, making calculated leaps over raised roots, ignoring the pain from her still bleeding foot. She continued to run, deeper and deeper into the forest until evntually she came to a clearing.

Red grinned,looking to her creation; corpses beaten and hung from their own intesines, a hint of evil in her face and a sence of vengence in her soul. She walked her wat to the center of the clearing, where a woman sat, gagged, tied, bruised, cut and barely alive, taunted but the presentation of her fate.

"oh mother dear! did you miss me?!" Red sang in a tone, filed with artificial cheer. Ink didn't move, nor did she make an attempt at her normal back chatting her daughter. She knew what was coming. "Today is your day, it really is nice to know you'll be hanging around" Red chirped, before starting to chuckle, her laughter writhing with insanity and accomplishment..............

....Red grinned as she looked up at the corpse of her mother, dripping red and hanging from her intestine.

"see you in hell, bitch."

Red brushed her once white hair out of her face.

After the long treck home she approached her home, she put her hand on the glistening metal of the door handle and pushed the door open. A tall figure stood in the livingroom, with crossed arms and an expression crossed between concern, worry and curiosity.

"Red where the hell have you been?!" Jack exclaimed sounding worried for his sister....