Little Bit of Heaven

Dungeon

I quietly gasped for air, my body shivering. Yet, even as I felt them all staring at me, even as they all stay quiet, I felt better.

Everything that I had built up for the past year had finally left me. Maybe I had building that up for much longer, but it felt good to finally say something about it all.

"Freshy." A hard voice called to me, making me wince and step away. "How dare you say that! These are your people, you should be-"

"What? Patient? Kind, compassionate?" I snapped at mother, looking at her. I could only shake my head. "You claim to be the ruler and yet, you bow to them at every inconvenience! You have no back bone, you have no voice! You are nothing but a figure head that sits and looks pretty!"

Mother's eyes widen as a hand went to her chest, shock evident in her face. She then glared at me.

"Enough of this, Freshy! You're suppose to be my heir!"

"So I'm nothing but a retirement for you?" I hissed, sneering at her.

Her wings puffed out from behind her, her eyes narrowing angrily. She marched towards me, her back straight.

"You are more than that and you know it." Despite how kind the words were, they weren't said sweetly or gently.

I scoffed, standing up straight as well. "Do I?" I growled.

The woman glared at me, her lips pulling in a sneer. She started to talk to me, but I didn't care to listen. I didn't want to listen.

"Oh shut up and get off your high horse!" I shouted at her. "I'm sick and done with you, I'm done trying to be your perfect Angel! Guess what, Mother, nothing is perfect! We are just as cruel and heartless as the Demons you so despise." 

Mother's eyes widen as she glared at me, sneering some. She shook her head.

"You've Fallen too far. You cannot be saved, but I cannot let you leave Heaven." She told, standing tall.

I glared at her, knowing what she meant. I understood why they all claimed that I had fallen, but can they just shut up for a moment!

"I'm not a Fallen!" I could feel my breath getting heavy again. "I no longer follow your stupid rules, sure! But I have yet to Fall!"

Mother's wings flew into the sky, their deep feathers casting a dark shadow on me. Her eyes glowed with anger.

"Prove it then! You act like you have nothing to fear, so show it! Show me your wings!" Her voice became louder and louder. It was rather intimidating to see my usually quiet Mother become loud and aggressive. Yet, I won't back down.

Wordlessly, I let my wings unfurl. I made sure that they were out completely, standing tall.

With my wings out, Mother's wings twitched, folding in some. The anger in her eyes and face fell as confusion formed. Her mouth opened and closed, her wings folding closer to her.

"H-How?" She whispered, the confusion only growing.

"Maybe I'm a True Fallen." I huffed softly, crossing my arms. "Maybe you're a Fallen, after all, you have darker wings than the normal Angel, even Grandmother had darker wings." I mentioned.

Mother's eyes widen before glaring. She knew what I was doing.

"I am not a Fallen." She said, yet her words didn't stop the murmuring that started to spread amongst the other.

I shook my head, turning away from her some. "I don't care. Neither do they." My voice sounded soft now, rough almost.

I felt my wings flex some, I wanted to leave... I wanted to get back to Jam.

Quickly, I felt someone grab me. I didn't look at them to know it was Undyne. Her grip was tight enough that it was bruising my arm.

"Jam has taken your mind," She then shook her head, glaring. "You will not leave the Castle again." 

My eyes widen as I looked at her.

"Why?" I snapped. "Just let me leave! Banish me! Anything! I don't matter to you anymore!" I tried to pull on my arm, trying to get away from them.

Mother stood tall and glared at me.

"No, you may no longer be able to King, but you are still a Royal Angel. An important Angel to monstrous Demons. We cannot afford you to leave, especially with your disloyalty towards your people." She huffed, Father quietly standing behind her. He looked sad, but he still said nothing.

I opened my mouth to fight her, but Undyne pulled me away. I growled at her, pulling on my arm, but she didn't slow down.

Hissing some, I looked back. There, I saw my friends being pulled away. They were already so far away, they were being dragged away from me before I even started making a scene.

I scowled, tears filling my eyes again.

"Move it." Undyne hissed, yanking my arm rough enough that it softly cracked my arm.

I winced, finally following her. Jam would get me out... He will get me out...