Destiny [Echotale FRANS] {DISCONTINUED}

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•FRISK'S POV•

"Wait, you don't understand! I'm not the criminal! I didn't kill the man on purpose! He was about to kill my friend!" I yelled at Undyne.

"WE'VE GOT WITNESSES PUNK! YOUR GONNA STAY HERE IN JAIL FOR 5 YEARS. THEN YOUR GONNA SERVE IN THE POLICE DEPARTMENT FOR 4 YEARS." Undyne yelled louder than me.

The other police trew me in a cell. The cell was empty but I can see souls suffering. The cell is silent but I can hear screams that are screaming in agony.

This cell haunt me. I want another cell.

I stayed at my cell for 3 hours. How do I know... ? I counted the time of course.

After 3 boring hours, the cells opened. It's dinner time.

"HEY PUNKS, DINNER IS READY!" Undyne yelled.

I don't want to go out of my cell yet. So, I stayed.

"YOU THERE! FRISK IS THE NAME, ISN'T IT? GO EAT DINNER." Undyne spotted me. Instead of me going out of my dirty, dusty cell, I stayed.

"I don't want to eat dinner." I whispered.

"YOUR DECISION NOT MINE." She shouted.

I stayed at my lonely cell for 10 minutes. Until one man in handcuffs stoped at my cell.

I could recall his face, his skeletal body. He's got a crack going upwards from his right eye socket. Then he's also got another crack from his left socket downwards.

He's got a slim and sexy-
Wait... why did I call him sexy...?

Anyways... he's got a slim body. He's super fit.

"Watcha staring at dollface?" He asked me. He laughed. "Are you checkin me?"

I blushed. My face on a deep shade of red, prbably maroon. "What? No!" I quickly told him while hiding my red face.

Luckily one guard pushed him in front signaling him to get moving. I was saved from that man.

But, there's something I can remeber when I looked at him. That thought quickly vanished when I got hungry.

My stomach ached with hunger. My mouth craves food. My mouth watered.

I remembered how Shell bakes her pastries. I remembered how she bakes her delicious pastries.

I remembered how we used to fight over them.

Tears roll down my carnation colored cheeks.

I remembered how I told them that I would protect them even if I will die.

I cried. I cried like there's no tomorrow.
I want to get out of this filthy prison.

I'm so helpless.

I can't do anything.

I'm so stupid.

I didn't stop crying for days.

I didn't eat for days.

I just, cry.

Sometimes, when my it's about to eat, some prisoners go inside my cell and beat me.

They wouldn't stop until the guards forced them out.

I can see in Undyne that she wants to help me.
I can see it in her eyes.

When I sometimes try to speak with the other prisoner across my cell, they would tease me.

I want to go home.

I spent all of my time talking to myself.
Sometimes, I can even hear voices talking to me.

And, eventually, I became friends with those voices.

They said that their name is Chara.

They also told me that they were also prisoners in this jail and they died in this very cell. I have no other choice but to believe in them, since, their story is really believable.

I talked with them.

So, what's your name? You have not told me your name yet.

'Oh, my name?'

Yes, your name.

'Oh, my name's Frisk.'

Glad to meet you Frisk! So, how did you get here?

'Oh, well, you see, I killed a monster.'

You killed a monster?! I can't really believe you killed one!

'Yes, I killed one. It wasn't really my fault. It was his fault too.'

Wow! You are so amazing!

'Amazing? How?'

Well, I was wondering how you got here. I know only the fiercest criminals end up in this place but, when I look at you, you seemed so weak. So, I must know why you got here.

'Wait, you never told me your reason why you got here.'

Ohh, yes I almost forgot. I got here because I'm a murderer. I am a serial killer before. And, my best weapon is my trusty knife.

'You killed also? Like me?'

Yup. But, unlike you, I like my murders. I like to see my victims perish as I stabbed my knife into their stomach for fun. I like to see their organs in person. Heh, I had fun in those days in my life.

'Wow. I'm speechless. How could you do such things?!'

You see, Frisk, I'm a killer. I have an uncontrollable bloodlust.

We talked for hours and each day, Chara brings up another topic for us to talk to.

We did this for weeks. Some prisoners and guards are even weirded out by me talking by myself. And sometimes I laugh.

When my cell opens up, the other prisoners avoided me because I talk to myself.

One day, my stomach was in so much pain. That agonizing pain that makes you want to die.

I then realized, I have not eaten for 1 whole month already.

I looked at myself. I was skinny and pale. I can't believe I was so distracted by Chara.

I need food.
I must eat food.

"UNDYNE!!! I NEED FOOD! PLEASE I MUST EAT!!!" I yelled.

"PUNK, LUNCH IS ALMOST READY. BE PATIENT. " She yelled back.

I can't wait any longer. I need to eat.

My stomach can't take it any longer. I screamed again and again. It feels like my stomach is gobbling up every organ it touches.

It hurts. IT HURTS SO MUCH.

I can't handle it anymore.

"PLEASE UNDYNE LET ME EAT." I pleaded her one more time.

The doors of the cells open. I rushed to the cafeteria. I didn't care where I sat because I want to eat food. I won't care if it's bad or good. I just want to eat.