Chapter one, The story unfolds.

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(A/n: Super unique title I know -_-. If I use slanted writing A character is thinking. Underlining means there saying something with a little meaning and 'Umph'. You'll find out what bold means...)
Frisk's Pov
I woke up panting and sweating. I couldn't believe what I had just saw. Everything is slightly spinning, and I feel as if I might throw up. I look out my open window and see the moon high in the sky. It's probably late. As I catch my breath, I rethink about everything I just saw. As I sat on the edge of my bed the flashing and images of the Demon I only thought was real in dreams. No. I think to myself. Nightmares. The godly being that has been given the name Shadow as his tales and stories grow and grow. The 'God' of Fears. But he isn't real. He can't be real! I think to myself. It was just a crazy nightmare that has me spooked. I shake the thoughts out of my head and sigh. A slight breeze blows through the window, and I shiver a bit. I get up and walk to my window to close it. As I look out, I see a dark shadow streak past my house in the woods. Freaking out over my dream and the shadow I saw I slam the window shut and quickly turn and walk to my bathroom trying to forget about everything.

Chara's Pov
I laugh to myself as I hear the thud of a window closing as I run along the outer edge of the woods. I scared yet another poor kid. Though this guy has been running for at least 5 minutes he seems to be durable. I've slashed him a good few times with my knife. He keeps running though. Maybe that's why I was given this job, that fat slob of a wannabe Mafia boss, Reggie couldn't have done it himself. I laugh out loud and hear him yelp. I guess he didn't notice me still chasing him. He thought he was safe. I grow bored of chasing him and decide to end it. With one Swift swipe I slash the back of his knees and he falls. I hear him crying and smile "Aww does the poor baby wanna live? Too bad. Bye bye now, little baby. Enjoy Hell". I slash his throat as he screams for help. No one will help him even if they could. Everyone in this town is to scared. Except that one person. Why'd he save me the other day? I wasn't worth it. The hit didn't seem to faze him. I guess I'll have to wonder at home. As I get up and start to stuff the guy's body into a duffle bag. When I zip it up, I see something move to the right. I look over and see something. It looks like a shadow. But it's too dark for any shadows to appear and the 'Shadow' is too bright to be a figure. I grab for my knife but can't feel it. I start to panic as I look down and see it's not there. I look back up and am face to face with what I had seen before. It wasn't a shadow. It was a nightmare. All my fears started to form in front of me. I almost scream as I stand up grab the bag and run back to Reggie's bar. As I'm running, I feel something brush against my arm holding the bag and it stings. It was my knife. It was sticking out of my victim's eye.
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(Whelp. I'm done. It took me while because I kept forgetting. But here's chapter one. It's shit I know but it's still something. Thanks for reading it if you did. It means alot.)
(Another note, I went back and fixed a lot of mistakes I made while writing, now onto the next part)

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