The Tale Of 2 Kingdoms

Chapter 17: The clock is ticking

3rd Person POV

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Tick, tock, tick, tock.

That's the only thing that came into Chara's mind anymore. She's clearly waiting for something. She isn't waiting for a special someone anymore.

She's waiting for her execution.

Chara continued thinking. 'What will happen now? Will this torture continue?'. And then, Alexander entered, like every day before. "You're so lucky that I'm chained to the wall." Chara said. "And you're so lucky that I haven't killed you yet." Alexander said, tugging on Chara's collar, which he put on her. "Seriously, why did you put a collar on me?" Chara asked. "Because you're mine and I want you to understand that." Alexander said. Chara found that disturbing. "Are you still trying to use magic? Did you forget what I said?" Alexander asked. Chara completely ignored him. "HEY! I'M TALKING TO YOU!" Alexander yelled, tugging on Chara's collar, again. "STOP IT!" Chara yelled back. The only thing that she got in return was a blade to the knee.

Chara tried to not show any signs of weakness to Alexander, but she failed miserably. Her knee might as well be completely broken. "Don't you dare yell at me like that again." Alexander said, actually being somewhat threatening. Alexander then took out the blade from Chara's, now broken, knee. "Now, I have some business to attend to. I'll return later." And with that, Alexander left.

"MOTHERFUCKER!" Chara yelled. The pain was too much for her. She couldn't even move. 'Yell more.' She thought. But she didn't want to die. Even if she is 'eagerly' waiting for her public execution. She started thinking about the Dreemurrs and Frisk. 'What are they doing right now?' She thought.

[Meanwhile, in the Monster Kingdom]

"PLEASE, WE NEED TO GET HER BACK!!" Frisk kept begging. "I'm sorry, my child, but we have no other choice but to wait until our army is strong enough to attack." Toriel said with a sad tone in her voice. Frisk, having heard this 100 times already, just left. He got ready for an adventure. He also took Flowey with him. And thus, they left for the Heartfelt Kingdom.

[Back in the Heartfelt Kingdom's prison]

"I'm back, my love." Alexander said with a very ridiculous voice. "If you really did love me, then you wouldn't shove a blade in my knee." Chara said. "Look, I'm sorry for that, can you forgive me?" Alexander said, sounding like a small child. "No. Never in a million years. You deserve to burn in the deepest pits of Hell." Chara replied, angry. Alexander doesn't take no as an answer. "Very well then..." He then pulls out a larger blade. "From where should I start?"

That visibly scared Chara. "N-Nowhere! Please!" Chara said. But Alexander didn't listen. At first, he shoved the blade in Chara's hand. Chara felt a tear run down her cheek. Then, he stabbed the other knee. "P-Please forgive me, don't kill me..." Chara said, stuttering. Again, Alexander ignored all of that. Then... the stomach. There was blood everywhere. Chara couldn't do anything. She couldn't speak. The organs escaped her body as if it was nothing. Chara would've been dead if it wasn't for the Heartfelt Kingdom's mage. Alexander has forced him to keep Chara in a state where she can't die unless her heart stops beating.

Alexander, finally being satisfied, left the prison. The mage had to fully heal Chara for the next day. The blood and the wounds would go away but the pain wouldn't. This happens every day to Chara. She does something that Alexander doesn't like and then sees all of her organs on the floor. She could never get used to the pain. Alexander would always target different areas. Once, he even went for her eye. Chara only had one thing in her mind.

'Will this torture ever end?'

(Oh my god.)

((Hey, look at me, I can be extreme too.))

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